Gay Boy Thailand

Day 1

11pm Chalerm and I were speaking in bed.
- I have to go to Cambodia tomorrow.
- Because passport?
- Yes.
- How long you stay?
- Two days.
- Oh. Too short. Better two week.
- Or two months?
- Two year!
- Really.
- If you stay two year, you think I wait you?
- Yes.
- Not wait!
- You will not miss me?
- Not miss! I run away.

Day 2

9am. In the morning Chalerm was up before I was. He was ironing his university uniform.
- Ahem. I am leaving now.
- Yes?
- Kiss me goodbye, I said, pointing to my cheek.
- Pai si pai si! said Chalerm and waved me away.
At the door he caught up with me from behind. Smooch!

8pm On the phone in the evening from a hotel on the Thai-Cambodian border:
- Where are you? I asked.
- Beach.
- The beach?
- Yes.
- So you ran away?
- Yes. Now stay bus.
- Bus? Is there a bus on the beach?
- Not beach. Breach.
- Oh you are on the bridge. Thaksin brigde?
- Yes. I go home. When you come home?
- Tomorrow.
- Oh too soon. You can stay. Two week better.

Day 3

4pm Chalerm was calling me on the mobile phone.
- Where are you? he asked.
- On the bus going to Bangkok.
- I miss you.
- I miss you too.

6pm was calling me again.
- When bus come Bangkok?
- 7pm.
- I waiting you. I wan go eat with you.
- It is raining. Traffic is bad. Go eat. Don’t wait for me.

9pm I was home. When I locked myself in Chalerm had put the chain on the inside of the door. He sat right inside doing his homework and pretended not to see me.
- Tee rak! Open the door please.
He again pretended not to hear me.
Then he closed the door and removed the chain. When I came in he had dissapeared. I expected him to hide behind the door but not so. He was behind the drawer our new aquarium stands on and managed to surprise me.
It was good to be back.