RE: Fisto Invades SEA (Starting in BKK)
tl;dr Cambodia is fun. Girls are a good shag. Go there.
Last night I went down to this local restaurant bar. Here's an interesting observation about cambodian people vs Thais for those paying attention. As many men here have acknowledged, it can be difficult to get to know Thai men. It hasn't too hard for me, but I will agree that they don't exactly go out of their way to get your attention unless you're really off the beaten track - especially when compared to Cambodian men, I'm starting to see now.
Last night for instance. I love meeting the locals and getting my in-depth observations of local culture, but seriously, sometimes you can't get a moment of peace out here. As you can probably imagine, when I go out, I largely have pussy on the brain (as most of us right). And sometimes these guys just won't stop talking to you. You're looking around the room hunting for a signal for some new sweet ass (maybe even chatting up some girls that work there) and guys up all in your grill - and even if you're alone they keep inviting you to come join with them and interrupting your game.
I don't think I've gone to a local spot yet without getting invited to someone's table. About 30 or 40% of the time I actually have to refuse it because of a hangover or because they just come across as a bit sketchy. Sometimes they keep insisting and then I join them and it usually ends up a good time anyways.
But again, they seriously won't shut up sometimes. You take a break from the convo to talk to some girl or some other guy and they just keep flapping in your ear and interrupting you with their limited English - you don't really get that with Thai guys. Actually Thais often discourage genuine conversation, even amongst each other. If two people keep slipping into a steady conversation with a table full of Thais, one will often interject and say "stop talking" or "shut up."
They mean it in a joking way, but at the same time, they really want you to stop talking together so much too. They see it as a too serious approach to human interaction and just want everyone to laugh and play all the time. It's kind of annoying in it's own way, as I'm sure you can imagine, but I think I might prefer it to the Cambodian eagerness to communicate. Even though I lead a very social life I'm also very introverted and independent in a lot of ways, so sometimes I just want to sit there even at a table full of people and muse over my thoughts or try to reel in some passing booty without some jackass blabbing in my face and failing Body Language 101.
Anyways, last night these guys asked me to join them at the bar, and while the older one seemed hetero, I started to get a very strong sense that the others were not. I really could give two shits about this type of thing; I don't think I have a homophobic bone in my body. But what I don't enjoy is some guy who doesn't seem to understand that friendliness towards gays is not some type of invitation.
One kept putting his hand on my leg while we're talking, something Asian guys do sometimes but with him you could tell by the twinkle in his eye that it was more than just a friendly gesture. It got to the point where I started moving his hand when he put it there and was getting ready to explain to him I didn't like it and not to do it again.
Then a Cambodian friend from the tourist center just randomly happened to show up at this bar, which was interesting because I never saw him in this part of town. Very random encounter. He's a cook at a street restaurant I go to sometimes and speaks Thai so we had hit it off - he even joined us later in the night on my wild karaoke night. Anyways, he just had a baby like four days ago and he's at this bar with some prostitute while his wife's at home. LOL
So I'm trying to talk with him and sort of ignoring all the gay guys and even the older guy because the gay antics were pissing me off. But we're already seated together and they keep leaning over and interrupting our conversation as if they didn't even know we were talking. I think he actually got annoyed his own self because he eventually just picked up his beer and moved to another table to hug up with the floozy. I made sure to go shake his hand when I left at least.
Now one of the gay guys wants to go to the disco with me.
Jesus, that sounds so gay even writing that sentence. haha
At first I was semi on board because one of the band members was going and the older seemingly-straight guy, but the party members started dropping off one by one. Older guy has to work early. Band member guy - who might very well be homo himself - is way too drunk already. Suddenly it's down to just me and overly-flirtatious fag boy and you can bet I'm making excuses about why I can't go.
Again, no hate on his love of dick but the fact he's being so obvious about his interest in mine makes me not really want to walk into a discotheque alone with him. Call me crazy... :dodgy:
Then he gets another friend on board. And he also mentioned something about Japanese girls! Okay, I can work with that, but my sensors are up now too and I'm assuming that numero uno is going to be footing the bill. So I ask him, "You have money to drink?"
"No."
What?
Look, anyone who hangs with Thais or other Southeast Asians probably knows that the guy with the biggest wallet is often expected to foot the bill. But it is still very rude to poke and prod someone all night to go out if you are expecting them to pay - a Cambodian would very doubtfully do this to another Cambodian. It's just because I'm a foreigner, and I do not dig that.
So at this point, I flat out said no, shook everyone's hand, and walked out feeling relieved that it had turned out that way because after talking my ear off all night I kind of wanted to just go out scouting by myself anyways.
So I walked halfway down the street and got a motorbike taxi to the club.
The first hour in the club I was feeling very bored and not talking to anyone. Starting to feel like maybe I shouldn't have come out. This happens sometimes when you always roll solo. Sometimes you don't connect with anyone at first and you end up just sitting there like a cringer, and if you're iffy about going out in the first place, it can often be a waste of time because you won't have that energy to force your way into people's circles.
Answer to the problem? Drink a few more beers, of course.
After a while I realize the guys at all the surrounding tables are all trying to get my attention. Cambodians really are so eager to talk with farang. I decide to stop being a snob and win everyone over in my general vicinity and then leverage that newfound clout to hit on any girls that come close enough.
It turns out to be a good move because about five minutes after I join on of these tables, one of the guys is shoving me towards a table of nothing but women. I'd actually been eyeballing this table while sitting alone, but I'm still getting the hang of Cambodia and only after last night do I fully realize the extent of the whiteboy love.
At an all-Thai disco, for instance, you can approach a table full of women sitting alone if you've really got the mojo flowing for the night and are juiced up on some whiskey. I do this quite a bit. But don't be surprised at all if you get a table full of cold shoulders shutting you out - that's how Thai women are out of the tourist centers sometimes, especially when they're conscious of all the eyeballs in the room looking at them.
Not so for Cambodians. This guy is making it extremely clear that if I want to I can just walk up and sit down and join with these women if I want. He even approaches them and asks them for me - you could tell he just wanted to leverage my status to get in their pants, but hey, if it helps us both, I'm cool with that.
They are all smiles and nods and all for it. Turns out they're all doctors or medical students on a holiday from Phnom Penh.
Shit got goofy at this point though - all because of my choice of seating. There's one Chinese-looking girl who is extremely cute, someone who I think would be kind of pedastilized here. Another one has the most beautiful face and a very decent body but very dark skin - so maybe not so much a hottie for Cambodians or Thais but to me she is looking extremely nice indeed. Another one not worth looking at all and then one more girl who has a bit of a beaver face (though even calling that, I must admit, may be quite an extreme exaggeration - I'm being very picky here).
So I sit down next to beaver face (fuck it, that's her name now) because it's the most available seat, and what happens? She latches on immediately and while that doesn't affect the dark-skinned hottie, the Chinese-looking girl, my real target, immediately seems to decide that beaver has dibs. She was definitely giving me looks before I joined but now there's a virtual gap between us.
Anyways, I hung out with them for a few hours, dancing at their table and having fun - that's another difference from Thailand - way more dancing here. They drank through their beer and I paid for another pitcher. Beaver is still all over me and even asks me to go dance alone on the floor - I decline because I don't want to give the wrong impression any further. I'd still rather fuck her friends. Chinese-looking girl berates me for declining the dance and is starting to be a bit of a bitch.
Dark-skinned girl is completely gushing over me but getting way too drunk. She can barely stand now, so that's not going to happen. Every time she looks at me, I reach over and push her chest and she just topples over into the seats (we're sitting at two couches with a coffee table in between). hahahaha It sucks because I know I'm not going to pull it when she's this wasted but it's still funny as shit - makes me grin just thinking of it now.
Chinese-looking girl is ignoring me so hard and when we do interact throws short, verbal jabs - I can't help but feel she's playing cocky/funny game on me and really likes me, but maybe I'm just flattering myself. After a while I get tired of her shit and I'm arguing in my head that it's really best to stop playing games with her and just take the pussy on the platter in form of beaver face sitting next to me. So I start warming up to her and putting hands on her. Getting hands back.
Chinese girl goes to dance with the Cambodian guy that got me to the table - by the way, he's been popping over every couple minutes to hit on her and also getting freezed out. But he is out there dancing with her so I'm slightly jealous. While they're dancing, Beaver invites me to go dance again, and at this point, I'm really saying fuck it and on board, so I just go. But while we're dancing, I'm dancing more American-style - not completely grinding but definitely getting our bodies up close and personal. At one point she actually steps back and gives me a firm "no."
See, this is why I don't dance out here - what's the point? It's not like I like her so this really just feels like too much work. I just turn and walk back to the table, leaving her stumped. The whole group is annoying me now.
When they come back back, the beaver and the chinese go to the toilet and the drunk-off-her-ass dark-skinned girl moves over to my side of the table. The girls don't come back for quite some time, so I'm putting on moves, talking up close and personal, touching her, making her laugh. Still not planning to take it home but I pull her number.
The girls come back and dark-skinned girl slams two beers down just like that. Now she's in a drunken fucking stupor and I seriously give up. Beaver back at my side. She keeps shaking her ass in my face while dancing above me but I must be honest that at this point even though her curves are looking good through my beer goggles that the only way I'm going to try to fuck her is if she drops on her knees and starts blowing me right there or someone throws us in a room together.
Chinese girl is getting more flirty with me but I've decided at this point that I've seriously wasted 3/4 of the night on these girls due to nothing more than a fucked up seating arrangement and all these dramatic antics and run-around are pissing me off. So I decide I'm leaving.
I grab the Chinese girl and say come here. She steps up to me. "You have a boyfriend, don't you?" Fuck it - let's get to the point, right?
"Yes," she says.
"I thought so. Look, I came over here because I like you. I don't like your friend. I'm leaving now. Do you want to see me again?"
"But I have a boyfriend."
"How long have you been together?"
"Three months."
I laugh. "That's not a boyfriend." She laughs. "Look, do you love him?"
She freezes up and then starts giggling at her lack of response. The obvious answer is no.
"If you love him, no problem. I'm leaving now. But if you're not sure, give me your number and I'll call you sometime."
"But I can't be with you - I don't want to go to America." (uh, who said anything about "being" with me or moving to America haha).
"Never mind. I have an internet business. I live in Southeast Asia. Let's just stay in touch and see what happens."
Got number.
Didn't even bother with Beaver's number and not sure Chinese's number will go anywhere at this point but whatever. I just wanted to leave and it was a last-ditch effort. She really was damn gorgeous. I think that was the problem though - I think they've got her on a pretty tall pedestal out here.
So I walk out the door and start talking with some tuk tuk guys for a bit and then start walking away. I notice the girls have left now too and are walking behind me, but I'm seriously over it and just pretend I don't see them and just dip into a swagger with them walking behind me. LOL Okay, maybe I'm just drunk and half-crazy at this point...
I head to tourist area. Default move when I have no pussy.
Get to this little bar and it's full of all white guys and no girls. Fuck. A Filipino guy shows up and we start bullshitting and he keeps buying me beers. Obviously gay but not being too pushy about it. Jeez, lots of gay guys lately. Even had a Swedish gay guy hit on me the other night. :huh:
Anyways, he keeps telling me how he can pull girls really easy if I want him to help me out and I just tell him I've got it handled. I tell him there's just nothing worth fucking yet. And he just laughs and says "you can't be too picky here."
"Yes, I can," I tell him.
Finally girls worth banging start showing up. One I've screwed before and she's eyeballing me while some tall, dorky white guy chats her up. Then another walks by me and she's the best I've seen yet - proper hot. She sees me looking and purposely posts up next to me to buy a drink and sits there with this little attitude like she's expecting me to talk with her.
I just turn around and grab her forcefully by her arm and pull her close and say, "Why do you like me?" haha
She's like "What do you mean?"
"I know that you like me. Why?"
"You're crazy," she says. I flick her in the nose and she storms off but she's half-smiling so I know she's intrigued.
A moment later this tuk tuk guy comes up to me from outside and proceeds to explain to me that if I want to sleep with the girls I should pay. Wow - never had this happen before - I assume that this has been instigated by one of the girls I fucked before who was unhappy about the way it turned out, so I turned to him and asked if we were going to have a problem. Not in an aggressive way but in a truly curious and somewhat assertive one.
"No, no," he says. "But I see what you do with the girl, and I think if you want girl, you should pay."
Still unsure why he's saying this to me so I say "come here" and he leans in and I say, "Listen, I tell the girls every time. If they want to come with me it's up to them. If not, okay. I can sleep alone no problem. Why should I care what they do after that?"
He shakes my hand. "Okay, I understand," he says. "Sorry. I get what you mean. If you tell them that then no problem. You're right." He's on board. For the rest of the night he keeps making a point to come up and shake my hand or slap me on the shoulder.
There's only two girls in here I really want to fuck but there's one other one that keeps looking at me all smiley that is cute but kind of old. Morning arrives and the doors to outside close. Now the party gets weird. One of my targets has left and I even tried to pull it and got denied - this is actually a girl I've slept with before but I think she's seen me with too many others. You could tell she was really debating it but eventually just decided to leave. Not really sure why none of the other guys went with her but whatever.
A moment later I'm standing next to a table by the older somewhat cute girl. Bar is sprinkled with ladyboys and now the dj is calling everyone to take their shirts off for a free drink - ok fuck it - and seemingly trying to spark an orgie in the bar.
Filipino guy is in the corner with a ladyboy and her clothes are off, big tiitties hanging out - and he's freaking all over her. He may have even put her dick in her ass at one point but I'm a tad unsure. I'm just laughing and trying to get this old chick to suck my dick right there in front of everyone, but she's saying no. I try to just grab her hand and pull her in the bathroom to fuck her but she says no to that too. haha She won't event take her shirt off, the damn prude.
Finally, I get tired of trying and move back over to the bar. The orgy vibe has died down at this point so I put my shirt back on. The girl who I grabbed by the arm earlier and asked her why she likes me has been chatting up this good-looking white dude for about an hour - he was even making stupid gestures at me, which kind of annoyed me and not sure what his deal was. Anyways, he wandered off - another guy who can't even pull complete whores, apparently - and I sit down to play some stupid game with her.
She wants to play for a drink but I say no I don't have any money. LOL But she beats me three times and then I finally win and say fuck it let me buy you a beer then. But then we're sitting at the bar and after she has my beer in hand she kind of turns her shoulder to me a little bit and is acting like she's some type of hot shit - not even talking to me. I try to break through the ice a couple times and she's sort of freezing me out.
What? Fuck you then. I take back her beer and start drinking it. Double fisted. LOL
This is actually a move I pull a lot. If I go as far as to buy a drink for a girl and she's going to ignore me or go talk to some other guys immediately I simply take it back and drink it. In America I don't even buy girls drinks. If I'm going to do it here, bitch better be at least willing to pay me back with undivided attention - I mean, not the whole night or anything...I'm not trying to be unreasonable...but at least give me a half-hearted fucking effort.
So, she gets all pissy and buys her own beer and says she doesn't need me to buy drinks for her. I just smirk and nod and continue sipping her beer. Eventually cheersing her with her own beer. :D From this seeming-awkwardness I somehow pulled her home, though I can't say I remember exactly how. I tell her I don't pay for girls and if she's looking for a customer, she better keep looking. She says no we just sleep.
We get back to the room and damn did she throw up some LMR. Wouldn't even let me touch her pussy hardly. I finally got her shirt off and started sucking on her tits and she started warming up. Barely get my hands down her pants but I felt her pussy for a second and it's dripping wet - just oozing all over the place. You can feel it through her panties. But she keeps acting like she doesn't want it.
I keep pushing. Not forcefully, just licking her ear and feeling her body everywhere, etc. Then she starts reacting enough that I can see the pussy is in the bag, so I just pull her panties off and climb on top of her and she's nearly pulling me into her.
I grab a condom and put it on and stick the head in her pussy and then look down at her and say "Listen, I don't pay for girls. If you want this, you can have it. If not, no problem." ha! Try saying no to that! I've never done it this way before but too many last-minute regrets lately and just want to make it perfectly clear to where she can't argue it and it seems the opportune time to me.
She just nods her head and pulls me into her. She had kind of a big pussy bu even still another damn good Cambodian shag. The clear terms seemed to work well too.
Oh yeah, and who calls me in the morning? The dark-skinned girl from Phnom Penh that got too drunk at the club. I wasn't even sure she'd remember me, but apparently she really wants to see me again. Not holding my breath on the stuck-up Chinese-looking one - this one will do.
Beyond All Seas
"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe.
To be your own man is a hard business. If you try it, you'll be lonely often, and sometimes
frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself." - Kipling
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