Gay Boy Thailand

I am on another visa run. I had to get up at an ungodly hour. Chalerm was sleeping and I didn’t wake him.

Downstairs the security guard was having his morning bath. He was dressed in a towel and used water from a bucket. I haven’t seen him like this before. He has a nice bod for a 40something.

Penang: I am writing this from the 2nd Internet cafe I have been to today. The first was full. That is, the lady behind the counter told me to sit down at a computer where nobody sat but a game was on the screen and a school bag was left on the floor. I hesitated, but the lady motioned for me to sit.
A schoolboy sitting next to me said: Hae? as I took his friend’s chair.
Another schoolboy, whose game it was, came and also said: Hae?
The lady turned off the game and Internet Explorer came up.
- No no, I am not taking his computer, I said, feeling ill at ease about how the kid was bumped off.
Then I left and went to another Internet cafe. This one was also full of kids but I didn’t have to expell anyone to check my email.

I should bring a gift to Chalerm when I return to Bangkok. I saw the airline had a stuffed toy airplane with logo. Chalerm is NOT too old for stuffed toys. He will love it.

Meanwhile I am enjoying the Islamic Republic of Malaysia. I expect that tonight the waitress of a restaurant I usually go to will have forgotten I was here before, and chat me up. She will linger until I make it clear I don’t want her services after closing hour. I also expect the Indian hookers to loudly offer their services from dark corners.

Is there no wholesome moneyboy business here? It isn’t visible, but I suspect that things go on out of view. I wonder what would happen if I told one of these pesky over the hill ladies what my taste is.