A beach encounter
So there I was on Chaweng beach, warm wind in my hair, warm waters of the gulf of Thailand lapping over my toes. In the distance lush, green vegetation forming exotic islands in the sea.
Closer by, bronzed and beautiful bodies luxuriatied in the fierce sunlight.
Cold drink in hand, I was happy.
'You want bracelet, necklace - just 100 baht?' came the cry that broke my idyllic reverie.
'Lovely bracelet - you tell me how much you pay'.
In front of me was a beautiful girl. Alluring eyes, smooth skin, the straightest, whitest teeth.
So being a male of weak fibre, I bought a bracelet.
'You want necklace, too?' she implored, fluttering her eyelashes. She grinned wickedly: 'Necklace comes with free massage'. She began squeezing my calf by way of product sample.
'Er, no , I spluttered. 'Happy with bracelet.'
I made to go. 'Sawardee Krap' I said in my best Thai expression of goodbye.
I awaited the 'Sawardee Ka' female response.
Instead she replied: 'Sawardee Krap'.
Hold on.
She said Sawardee Krap. 'You said Sawardee Krap,' I suggested accusingly.
'Yes' she replied delightedly. 'I am ladyboy!'
I thanked her, wished her luck and left, A little further up the beach another vendor sold me a henna tattoo (a dragon on my right forearm). 'Do you want come with me for hump, hump, boom-boom, good time?' she inquired.
Sex in Hoylake being in its infancy, I was slightly bemused. I managed to splutter that I was dashing back to watch Newcastle play Liverpool on cable TV. She was more bemused.
A wimp to the last, I dashed back to Lynne, and to safety.

Outdoor giant bathtub on our veranda. Pretty kinky, Tried it once and felt very self-conscious.

View from veranda. It really was THAT good.

Outdoor double bed on veranda. Also kinky. Bit too hot and humid so slept inside in the air conditioning,

Rear view of Lynne on the beach. Me taking picture of someone taking picture.

Crabmeat and egg noodle soup which Lynne adored. Have asked for recipe and will supply to blogwatchers.

A lychee. either thar or my Thailand trip means I need to pay an urgent visit to genito-diesases clinic.

Ladyboy who massaged my calf. See what I mean. Don't tell me you'd have known???

Real women were extraordinarily beautiful too.
More pictures next time - or am I boring you rigid. Candour appreciated.



john griffith wrote...
warm wind in what hair?
Posted by: john griffith | February 15, 2007 11:59 AM