The village

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Sitting on my balcony high above the small village below me I watch the daily life of the soi dogs the Thai bar girls that live in the low rent housing and the Thai families. This small village is a remnant of what Pattaya looked like 20 or 30 years ago. Surround by new high rise condos and hotels and the modern sprawl of a growing city it sits suspended in time.







Early morning the soi dogs are out first running around in the cool morning air get their exercise in before the heat of the day makes them lazy. The school children are leaving for school some are walking and some are driven on a motor bike by a male family member. An occasional bar girl returning home from her Long time fuck session with a Farang.









The village is slow to awake. People don’t rush to go anywhere. They sweep out their dirt yard in their pajamas moving one pile of trash to a new spot. An occasional chicken being chased by a puppy born to a litter of 8 and a toddler chasing the puppy, gives pause to the lady sweeper who smiles and yells something in Thai. They hang out laundry in every available space. They stop and talk to their neighbor, they lounge in a hammock or start a small fire to cook some rice. Food venders ride their motor bikes with side cars pedaling their wares pass their homes, selling everything from food to sweeping brooms and everything in between. A small mini mart, restaurant, shoe repair, watch repair an old lady with her sewing machine, a nail saloon, dental clinks, medical clinks and every other kind of services just yards away.








As the heat of the day builds the residents of the village retreat indoors and the soi dogs seek out shade for their afternoon siesta. As then the sun starts to set life comes back to the village. The bar girls that have been sleeping all day start to leave for work. The bar girls pour out of the doors of their homes with a bounce in their step like army ants in anticipation of what rewards they will get for their nights work. It’s like going fishing when I was a young boy, the wonder of how big a fish I would catch today was the real thrill of fishing. Some days I caught none and some days I caught many but the thrill of the big fish is what kept me coming back. That is the way theses girls feel as they step out of their homes and head for the lake. They don’t wear fishing caps and wading boots and carry their bait in an old tin can, for the girl herself is the bait in her tight short skirt, and her short shorts.







The children are playing kick ball riding their bikes and jumping rope. The older boys are standing around a fire burning in a trash can passing their Thai whiskey bottle from hand to hand. Some are playing chess or checkers on home made checker boards. The tropical sky darkens slowly as the lights from the village begin to come on. It is a Thai version of a Norman Rockwell painting.


























Theirs is such a simple life that I am envious of some times. I see the way these bar girls live and where they came from and in my altered state I starting thinking why do us Farangs come from so far away to be with them? Why do we give up family and friends back home to be here? I mean we have women back home that look like these girls. We have girls with tits which are usually bigger than Thai girls. Our girls have legs an ass and pusses like Thai girls have. We have lesbian girls tall girls short girls thin and fat girls. So why do we travel all this way to a third world country to be with these monkey women. Women who eat bugs squat over a hole in the ground to pee eat smelly spicy food. Women who lie cheat and steal, women who sell their body to the most grotesque men on the planet for a few dollars and give their money to mama or papa to take care of their baby which they had at 14, Women who walk around bare foot and sleep on the floor with other girls. Women who take showers with cold water from a hose, women who will fuck you than their Thai boyfriend and then think nothing of eating some lesbian pussy, and all in the same day. They are like monkeys that just fell from the trees. Once they hit the ground they are eating and fucking.

So what is it we love so much about them, knowing all that we know about them. For me it is the visibility factor. I am someone who for a small price am made to feel like a sought after commodity. Weather walking down the street, sitting at a restaurant buying a pack of smokes at a 7/11, getting a foot massage or just leaving my condo young and old girls look at me and smile. I know what they are thinking, there is my way out of poverty, my own atm machine some one that will take care of me and in return I will give them my body and take care of them.

When you factor in all their faults at the end of the day when it’s time to crawl between the sheets and you pull them close and they offer them selves to you, and you smell their sweet smell and taste their sweet taste feel their silky skin and feel the passion of their warm bodies, hear their sounds of love making, you know you are in the right place for this moment in time of your life.

Actress they are and there are none better in this world then a Thai girl for the time you are with them whether an hour, a week or months they make you feel special. They tell you what you want to hear they make you feel the way you want to feel. I know it is all an elusion and will end sooner or later, just like going to the movies, you know when you walk into the theater that the movie will send you off into a fantasy land for 90 minutes and then end and its back to the real world. That doesn’t stop you from going to the movie because you know it will end, you go because you may find exhilarating for your 90 minute trip.

The trip with a Thai girl is good for the moment and because of cultural and the age differences it will end, just like in the movies. A Thai relationship is not the same as a Farang relationship. Farang women tend to be more faithful, a Thai girl is only faithful as long as you are by her side but the minute you are not you must assume they are fucking someone else. Sex is not the same play as in the west; sex is a bodily function to them. Like the wild monkeys who come down from the trees to forage for food and water they bump into one another and that bump leads to fucking. There are just too many monkey in Thailand not to bump into another one.







For those reading this who have never been to Thailand and to you guys who have found that special different Thai girl…….. beware, because that Thai girl that you are searching out to fuck or the one you are fucking…has you under her spell, and you are about to be fucked in ways you have never dreamed of. It aint pretty….it is……BEAUTIFUL.

LVP