note: This first report is going to be the hardest one for me to write. It was an unpleasant and in some ways humiliating experience, but if I'm going to share the trip on the board, I'll share the whole trip. I'm going to take one liberty on this one though and not identify the girl. It's the one last thing I'll do for her. Subsequent reports will contain pictures of the (other) girls.
The best laid plans of mice and men...
This trip was going to be different. I had been slowly building a crush on a girl that I'd met at the beginning of the year and although, strangely enough, I had never barfined her, I found her to be sweet and cute.
Over the year, we had been trading e-mails back and forth and although there was definitely a language barrier we both made the effort to communicate as best we could.
I don't like to talk on the phone. First it's not good in my situation and second, I don't like alot of dead time on the phone, which I assume happens when you want to talk but run out of things to say. After all how much changes from day to day in the life of a girl in the bars?
That's why it was a suprise that when I finally did get around to calling her we ended up talking for over an hour. I was really impressed with the effort she put into trying to put in English everything that she had wanted to say.
At one point, she let me know she was looking for a sponsor. She had heard from her friends that I "like her too much", as it was fairly obvious when I was near her. Of course she said she liked me too. As I never had the opportunity to barfine her (you can also read that as never having had sex with her or spent extensive one on one time with her), I didn't think it was a good idea.
For me and my situation, butterflying is best. I'm not looking for a mia noi, a girlfriend, or even a long term steady whatever-you-want-to-call-it. Yet, for some reason, something had crawled into my mind and refused to leave. In the months between my July trip and my September trip I had contemplated sponsorship.
Stupid. Especially for me. My friends were asking why, when I knew it's pretty much the worst thing I could do, given that it works counter to what I really want and what I want to put into it, I would want to do something like that.
My only answer...the only answer I could come up with was "gravity". It just felt like I was being drawn there in spite of what is to me, a serious red flag (e.g. girl who I've never been with asking me for money/sponsorship via e-mail).
So there I was. September. My friend had plans to go out to the village to do the "meet the parents" thing with his permanent girl. That meant meeting up with my friend in Bangkok and jumping in a van off to parts remote.
His girl would pick up my girl and we'd meet up at the village. I envisioned a number of scenarios. Most of them had a happy ending. None of them remotely resembled what really happened.
The trip to the village was pretty straightforward. We went as far as the driver knew how to go and then it was navigation by cell phone to little streets, making a couple wrong turns, backtracking the wrong way on the shoulder and then finding the right road. Nothing too wild, typical Thailand. No worries.
We got there and everything was sweet. The house was very simple, but it was kept clean and the family was quite nice. Apparently since I was in wingman mode, I gave them the impression I was the bodyguard lol...his girl called me "Yakuza" or "mafia" more than once in a friendly playful way.
My girl was quite friendly. Held my arm, sat with me, etc...no kisses but I assumed that it was because we were in public. We hung out for a while, checked out the family pigs, cows, ducks, chickens...we gave gifts, some whiskey & other items to the family (actually my friend did the giving). I gave out candy to the local kids. I found out they don't like "Sweetarts"...too sour/tart. They ate them all up anyway.
After an hour or so we left and went to check into the local hotel where we were to stay for one night. The ride was nice and again my girl was very sweet. She leaned her head on my shoulder and held my arm. All the things you'd expect.
When we finally got to the hotel, we checked in and went up to the room to take a look. We were just going to drop off our overnight bags and then take off again to dinner. In the privacy of our room, I leaned in for a little kiss on the lips and my girl pulled back. WTF? She didnt' want a kiss. Red Flag. I asked and didn't really get a good answer except "I shy" "I scare you". She was never able to explain why she was scared of me. No one else ever complains about that.
Mind you, I'm not a total newbie and know what I *should* expect. I've never, ever had this reaction from someone I've barfined....ever...it really threw me off.
Also, this was a girl who I was assuming - if the trip went well - i'd be sponsoring and getting into a long term relationship with (I didn't tell her my specific plan in advance, but we had left off in our e-mails that we'd talk about sponsorship when I saw her). Stupid idea once again but for some reason it was a place I was willing to go for her. Why then, was she acting this way?
We didn't have time to resolve it, as it was time for dinner and we took off in the van to pick up the parents and then go to the restaurant. The rains were in and by the time we got to the restaurant it was pouring. Dinner was good, but we were soaked, tired, hot and sticky. After dropping off the parents, the group decided that (and especially since the local hotel's airconditioning controls were intentionally damaged to keep them from being used) that everyone would be more comfortable back in Bangkok. Fine with me so off we went back to Bangkok, mission accomplished and parents happy.
Safely back at the Princess, we unpacked.
My girl had completely unpacked taking up a good portion of the rack and most of the shelfspace, so she was prepared to stay for the week. We had both showered and I moved in for some fun.
She still didn't want to kiss (red flag), but was naked, so I began working around the neck, the earlobes and using one hand warming up the rest of her. I started to kiss my way down and was stopped along with some grumbling and complaining "grr $#@*^ why you so much power" blah blah blah ... keep in mind, she hadn't even touched my dick yet. I roll over to cool off since I was getting irritated at this point. She began to tell me stories about how she would be barfined and would go dinner only or just dinner and party and man would drink and go sleep. How someone had gotten mad because she "no like make lub" but then returned the next day to apologize to her (red flags looking like a field of poppies at this point) then asked me directly how much I "need" because she was good for once a day but would need day 3 and possibly 4 "off" to rest (red flag factory is running out of flags at this point).
After a half hour or so, because I didn't want to give up on her quite yet (and I was damn horny) I tried once more, this time getting up to lubed fingering until she was very wet and moaning and then she broke it off AGAIN complaining and making grunting angry noises. She complained about condoms too, but I had a bag of them so I don't get what she was talking about since there was no penetration, no hand stroking, no samoke, no nothing....
I'm not one to push too hard, so I figure if she don't want it - fuck it. At this point i'm unhappy and I don't want her with that attitude anyways.
I've never had an experience quite like this and usually with attitude like that I'd show them the door right then. However she was from Pattaya and we were in Bangkok and it was the middle of the night. Even if she was a complete bitch (which she was not), I wouldn't throw her out to a 2+hour ride in the middle of the night.
First thing in the morning, though, I let my friends know I was going to let her go and then delivered the news. She took it pretty matter of factly (and the wad of baht) and we didn't exchange many words as she packed and left. My impression is she feels it was a misunderstanding. My feeling is she's new and popular and can get away with this for a while, but one day she will pull that on someone not so kind and may get a rude awakening. It's not my job to explain that to her and I rather just move on.
I was more generous than some guys I know and I tipped her despite her failure to perform, gave her the barfine money (she had prepaid her own to get out to see me) and more than enough for a taxi (even hotel taxi) to go home. It was more than I should have, but it was going to be the last baht she would ever see from me. I typically buy every girl I've ever barfined at least a drink or two if I see them in the bar, even when I'm on another barfine just as a friendly gesture but as I said, that baht was the last she'd ever see.
I spent the day confused, replaying the first day over and over in my mind, trying to figure out what went wrong, if I had done anything to offend. Frankly, I didn't. I moved on. It still bugged me a little bit in the back of my mind, but I knew the drill...things happen. Plans can and often do, go awry. People, for whatever reason aren't always the person you think they are, or build them up to be. All we can do is roll on and have the vacation we came to have.
After a couple days I realized that I was delivered a blessing and found out that it wasn't going to work in one night. Saved me a bunch of baht and the mistake of going the sponsor route, which I knew was no good for me anyway. I was free to butterfly (or not) with a clear mind and no more worries about a girl I had a crush on.
The rest of the trip is better.
(oh yeah...I find out later in the week that I'm not the only one who has had this problem with this particular girl)
