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English Rose- Deviant Ways
I met her when I was staying in Phuket for a 3 month stint (2 visa runs to Singapore on day return flights and a visa run in the car to myanmar). I extended my stay and then couldn't get a flight so I had to stay a while longer.
I was staying at the Banthai before moving to the Mermaid as it was new when opened and run by a friend of mine.
She was great and at first it was a few days where you start to think its quite flattering that an English woman is chasing you (I suppose you get bored/accustomed to the Thai girls- pretty as they are, you want a change- a bit like food- if you ate the best steak every day, then every now and again you'd want a greasy burger), but when you got into it and listened to some of her stories (and then she starts saying that the Navy Seals are the best and telling you the stories of what it takes for her to get off anymore- more and more outrageous) thats when you start thinking that this girls has some problems- and it isnt just *ex and drugs and rock and roll.
She starts getting off her face and dragging me into the bathroom where we (actually she) ends up wrecking the joint- broken toilet, shower curtains etc- all billed to my room. She then wants to go onto the beach- or anywhere to get caught.
Sounds like a 'fantsay'- well the reality is she turned into a pain in the ****.
I've met a few more in the go gos and my friend's club the Rock Hard to name but a few places (and it always seems that the western girls who sit with their boyfriends or on their own, in the go go bars are not always there for the drinks- they have an ulterior motive)- deviant ways.
When you meet these girls and if you are lucky enough to return for a 'night cap' (I remember a couple of Sweedish girls who I met in Scruffy Murphy's) any romatic misconceptions you have about the night before and how good she looked and what she wanted you to do etc are then tempered by the reality of meeting her again the next night, after you drunkenly agree it would be a good idea (the 'little man' is in charge of the 'big's man's' social diary at this stage).
When you meet up the next night it is usually earlier than the night before when the intoxicating atmosphere previously experienced (the 12 bottles of singha, a couple of shots, and a black death from Nicke) has not quite had the opportunity to weave its mysterious magic on your perceptions-
The size 10 stunning creature you dragged yourself away from at sunrise, suddenly gains 2 dress sizes and looks as though she has been on the space shuttle- all the curves appear to have been subjected to several thousand pounds of gavitational force- resulting in everything that you remember pointing north, suddenly going south.
You then revert back to the local girls to find sactuary in the knowledge that at least their behaviour is relatively predictable- with one or two exceptions.
Regards
Drew
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