A Thai boy called me today. First he called when I was on the street. I could not remember who he was even if he said his name was B.
B called again in the evening when I was home. He did not know who I was. He had my number but he didn’t know anything about me.
I recognised his voice after a while. He was in The Mansion once and I took his photo. He could not speak English then. Now he can. He was sweet and broke then. Now he lives in a luxury apartment paid for by an admirer.
What does he want? “To see me”.
He can see me. But then what?
Tags: gay Thailand, Thai boy
February 13th, 2007 at 7:25 am
“Grandmother sick; buffalo die.”
February 13th, 2007 at 10:28 am
HAHAHA cute comment..
February 13th, 2007 at 3:10 pm
Much like Tesco, expansion of the enterprise is always a wise business move.
February 13th, 2007 at 3:59 pm
I guess to establish his “network” or “territory” first, you never know when you will need them
February 13th, 2007 at 9:40 pm
Oh you are such a sad bunch of cynics. If I had been like that I would never have been in my present relationship.
February 13th, 2007 at 11:08 pm
^Probably would’ve saved you a bundle.
February 14th, 2007 at 9:44 am
Proves you know nothing about my relationship.