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...small experience, but real!
I got a reprimand by the forum's sages cause I wrote on anoter thread a summary of what I read around on the internet that was not coming out from my real experience.
They suggested me to introduce 1st myself.

1st of all: Hello to everyone! I'm Italian, I went to Thailand this year for the 1st time in my life.

I simply want to share with you my small story!

I met Sirin in Koh Samui at the Green Mango.
Sirin is not really a BG (I mean she does not work in a bar where you have to pay to take her out), but she works anyway as a prostitute.
Obviuosly I liked her so much, but since she was asking for money I told her I was not interested, she allured me telling me she would come with me for no money because she like me too, so we staied together one night (no ****ing), but the next morning she started to beg me for money, because she got a daughter and she got a family and she needs to eat.
I gave her alms quite happily, since here in Italy I do not usually give too much alms.

The next day I asked her to go out, we staied together the all afternoon where she seemed to be happy and I certainly had some wonderful moments too, never felt in my life such feelings, infinite enchant!
But in other moments she brought me back to the rough reality: "give money to fix my cellphone" - "when you go baack to Italy would u send me money?", etc.

Therefore I decided, without telling her, to give up on everything, at the end actions speak louder then words, and with her actions: 'going on asking for money' she showed me she was simply practising her art (as prostitute) and she had no other interest in me!

The same night I see her again at the Green Mango, I did not go there on purpose to meet her, we (me and friend) went there cause we liked the place.
I saw her talking with a French bloke who offered her and her friends champagne (Thai brand probably)
I go closer to her only to talk a bit and to say good-bye to her, she tells me that the French offered her 2000 bath money to **** her! I say her I was glad to hear she made such a good deal and that I came to say good-bye because I was going to sleep.
After few seconds arrives the French, he seemed very angry cause she was talking to me, and he complains to her, she stare at him and tells him pointing me: "Look, this is my boyfriend, could u live us alone please?!" I immediately thought: "With the French man something did not work out for her deal or maybe she simply dislike him, and now I bet she goes for me!" but she started to cry as if one of his parents would have died: burst of tears that not even Charlton Eston would be able to perform.

While she was crying, she was saying she wanted to stay with me, but the French offered her money and she did not know what to do because this is her job and she needs money. Her words did not have any impact on myself, but I was dismayed by the the river of tears.
Trust me it was something of incredible, I cried like that in my life only when my grandfather died when I was 13, I can make my eyes to become more wet by concentrating on something of sad, but I would not be able to reproduce her way of crying even by spraying onions in my eyes.

Therfor I got hooked, I paied also that night to be with her (she said I paied less than what the French offered her). No ****ing anyway, I'm to afraid of HIV!

The next day she started to smell flowers, she got them for me and she put them over my ear, It was an uproarious deed. I would have liked to marry her straight away.
I did not resist to ask her to go out together the next afternoon.
Therefor we went out, I felt again really happy, I have never been so happy with another girl in all my life. But as always she brought me back to the rought reality asking me to buy her a ring as a sign of my interest for her. So I bought her the ring and I thought without telling her: "Ok, here now is betterto give up"

We did not see each other for a couple of nights, then I met her agian in the same place (as always I did not go there for her, it's simply the only place we liked to go in Koh Samui by night).
She takes out two pictures of her and she wanted to give them to me, she told me she has kept them in her purse for two days on purpose to give them to me because I should not forget her.
I did not know what to say then, so I asked her if she wanted to stay together also that night (the next day I was leaving).
We staied together, she told me the next morning that she did NOT want money. I insisted to give her the money anyway.

Now I still think at her, I called her today to ask how she goes.

So what do u think? It probaly sounds like one of the many Thailand stories, it's obviuos she is interested only in money.
But why she cried that night? Why she wanted to give me her pictures? Why she did not want money on the morning of the last day?
In short, is it possible that these Thai ladies are so smart to understand exactly how much they can pull the rope before it breaks?


What do u think? Moreover, who knows, maybe one of you knows Sirin even better than me....


Bye,