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  1. Thanks SP. I call it a non-TR because I leave some stuff out, mostly the GGs. But in the next post I will showcase one for a change. I guess you mean "frowned upon" by their own pinoy people who see them as sinners ... ? To me what annoys me is that they are frowned upon by farang keyboard warriors who do not hesitate to disparage them by comparison to the Thais. "Anteater" ? They wish. To me anteater makes me think long and probing. Like Longmint. I rather compare the Thai phimosis cocks to mole rats: I had heard one of the Philippines best beaches--Sugar Beach--was nearby and I decided to go check it out for myself. I knew that ladyboys would happen along the way, as they did. And yes the beach was awesome. As were the ladyboys. I got another BM question by private message that I choose to answer in the open and in the vague. It was about one of the ladyboys that I call Sprite because she is a bit elf-like and she drinks Sprite. Sprite is a good kid. She lives with her parents and 5 (?) siblings in the shack near where the pig (I paid for) was roasted and shared with the neighbors. I met her on the beach together with another ladyboy and then they introduced me to more ladyboys. They were all done with high school and were only too eager to hang out with me all day as they said I was the first foreigner they ever met. I showed them all a good time with what to us farangs amounts to pocket change. It was a bit awkward when I met Sprite's parents who were both younger than me. Even one of the grandfathers seemed younger. It was Sprite who led me to the St. Paul festival in a nearby town where I rooted for her neighborhood troupe, which Sprite was a member of. When she saw that I enjoy drinking coconut water, she would fetch me coconuts from the tree tops even though I would ask her not to because I feared she might fall and hurt herself on my account. In the end, Sprite begged me to take her with me back to Manila and I was tempted, but wiser heads prevailed. We will stay in touch and who knows next time? Here are some memories of Sprite:
  2. "We shall monger on the beaches, we shall monger on the Manila park grounds, we shall monger on the Fields Avenue and in the back streets of AC, we shall monger in the terrace hills; we shall never surrender, and if, which I do not for a moment believe, this Philippines islands or a large part of it were barfined and starved of ladyboys, then our Empire beyond the Andaman sea, armed and guarded by the Pattaya Fleet, would carry on the sodomy." BM Winston Churchill at PY (since banned in the Great Daddy Rom Purges of 2019-20) may or may not have posted something like that… Me, I like the part about mongering on the beaches. This post is a FLASH from a couple nights ago when I met at the beach at night the ladyboys you have been seeing at the pig roast, the religious festival, etc… they have been my eager local guides and introducing me to more and more of the local ladyboys, some of whom barely speak any English. I know management here does not want me to diss PY any further, but what I have to say is to the utmost credit of this Board and its BMs. One of the things that I could not stand about PY is that everytime I posted pics like those you have been seeing here, most BMs there would post nice feedback but there would ALWAYS be a few shitheads posting mean or dumb shit like: “that’s not ladyboys Rom; they’re blokes!” or “I much prefer the more beautiful Thai ladyboys than the Filipinos” or “their cocks are gross with their botched circumcisions!” Such posts got to stay and detract from the ladyboy beauty celebrating thrusts of my TRs. I really make an appeal to mods worldwide to have zero tolerance with these kind of posts that are heartbreaking, asinine, and inhibiting of BMs sharing their best pics. Again, thanks for being Nice and Excellent fellow mongers here at the Romscars Club. Here are the pics of how I met the local ladyboys at the beach:
  3. Hi 7 ! Took this pic earlier today to answer your question: I am currently in the western coast of Negros where I can be found along a 100 km stretch of coast sailing, enjoying the beach, sponsoring pig luaus for ladyboys and their families, and attending religious festivals. Today Jan 25 is, according to the Catholic Liturgical Calendar, the Feast of the Conversion of St. Paul the Apostle. One of the nearby towns throws its Annual Fiesta in what is a touching display of Faith and Neighborly Coming-Together of the locals who are mostly very poor, uneducated, warm-hearted people. These are the FLASHES of what I would like to share today: These, gentlemen, are the personification of the Romscars spirit: NICE people, being EXCELLENT and PARTYing ON!
  4. Portugal is invariably the EU-Schengen entry point for Brazilian shemales ("bonekas") both due to special bilateral immigration waivers between Portugal and Brazil and to Air Portugal offering direct flights at affordable rates to several Brazilian cities. The Brazilians real objective is to move on to Spain or Italy where they can make much more money. But most of them stick around Portugal for a week or 2 on their way in and out, and not just Lisbon and Porto. I guess it's part of their pimping arrangements. As a result, at any given time you can find in Lisbon a few of the superstars you have seen on the internet. The prices are in the 50-150 range and they charge double if you want them to go to your hotel. The default is to meet them in their cramped brothel apartments. There are also Colombian trannys in the same attractiveness and price range as the Brazilians. I have never seen Thai ladyboys, but I have seen adds for Thai GG sex masseuses. The "Duque de Loule" Avenue (and its cross streets) is where Lisbon's overpriced gogo and hook-up GG bars are situated. They will pressure you to order a bottle of champagne and if you say yes you are out 300 or 400 euros without even as much as a handshake from the sluts. Mostly they are latinamericanas and eastern european hookers who ask at least 100 euros + room. I hear it's still theoretically possible to meet white portuguese hookers, but good luck with that. Plenty of black ones and from Portuguese-speaking Africa. The shemales ("travestis" in Portuguese) streetwalkers are NOT usually on Avenida Duque de Loule', but rather on the bend of the parallel Avenida Conde Redondo, near where there are shitty boarding houses renting fuck rooms for 20 euros a pop. They are all NOT attractive or they would not need to be offering 20 euros blowjobs to passers by (as opposed to connecting over the phone as the sexy ones do). Most of them are also heroine addicts and likely HIV+. check them out here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/luizcarvalho/sets/72157613998256491/ The websites listed by P&G are a good source, but you can get much lower prices for the same providers if you look them up on the Lisbon morning papers that have prostitution classifieds organized by area of the country. The prices are advertised upfront but the pics may or may not be what you get. There is no shemales club I know of, but there is a tranvestites show bar called "Finalmente Club" where you may meet in person some Brazilians in transit and also Portuguese non-pros in their 30s and older with no feminine characteristics other than the dresses. No thanks. The action also starts so late midnight onwards that it is a waste of time to go there just to watch. To sum up I would say Portugal is a good place to get great rates on the Brazilian superstars, but if you have been spoiled by Asian ladyboys it will feel just as commercial as the rest of Europe.
  5. Your are correct sir. The Pinoy ladyboys are at the bottom of the Philippines social barrel (which is a poverty filled barrel) and they are openly mocked and excluded as freaks. To give you an example: they are barred from AC's Walking Street and from several of the hotels. The fact that they persevere with their femininity despite such adversity and economic handicaps is what I admire about them. Like a fellow outcast. Agree. And I wish there was also an HONOR AMONG MONGERS code. Instead bitching and snitching is the code that emanates from the trendsetting PY realm. I dont think I can even recognize that one. Britishaccentwise, I can only do posh, Liverpool-Beatles, Irish and exaggerated Scottish. But my English-accent specialty is the Indian accent that seems ingrained in my vocal cords and when I do it even the Indians crack up. YES! I did barfine Mint on the cheap shortly after she showed up (2003-04???) at the Tequila bar in pre-Jimbo Patong. Most mesmerizing sissy I ever did pork. Skinny as a rail with that sinewy cock that is big all right but not as big as it seems in the pics (the oversizing reference being her adjacent legs that are abnormally skinny and not as long as their thinness makes it seem). At the time, Mint wanted to stay with me beyond LT, but like a fool I butterflied. Have some print pics of her stashed away in Europe. Must remember to scan them and share here at The Romscars Club. Jaguars have spots? spot on seven. (How's that for a triple pun?) I too can not stand the condescension of PY's Clique sexpats who just because they live in Thailand year round deem their own ladyboy experiences more genuine than those of come-and-go visitors like me. The indisputable fact is that it's them who jump off the balconies, not the 2 week millionaires... As to the pic that so offended the Jaguass, FGS! it's a tight butt wedged with concert tickets that I wanted to show because they are DATED for an upcoming concert so everyone can confirm that my reporting is timely and truthful. ...And speaking of my reporting, so much has happened in the 24 hours I have been away from Manila that I don't even know where to start. I don't have the discipline or interest of a snoop-dawg or ozzieC to give a blow-by-blow factual account of events. As intended, this is a non-TR with selected flashes from my current trip. Here are some flashes from the last 24 hours: I swear the little fuckers were doing it cowgirl style. But as I got closer to take a pic the she-pig got off. Sadly, one of them would be a goner just half an hour later... And please PY emissaries don't you boys get your panties in a wad. Nobody in these pics got shafted but the pig...
  6. After a memorable night of getting intimately acquainted with this OP, the tall skinny ladyboy from the Mall made herself available to come back for more and that suits me just fine since, as noted, while in Manila I have to concentrate on work. Let’s call her Pepsi-Cola as in: the choice of a new generation!. During the day she goes to school (college!) and I go to work. At night we go out for dinner and then retire to the hotel where we fuck like rabbits. No time wasted. Pepsi-Cola is a great kid but is insistent on bringing her same 2 friends along every night. They see me as their “meal ticket” in that I literally pay for their meals. So here are some more wine & dining pics like you saw in the previous post, plus a few more like you did not see of the 4 concert tickets I bought for us. At PY such ticket display of affection would set off their moral majority of 3 or 4 winey cunts into the kind of snitching frenzy that the Kims so actively foster for their own validation. I am sure here more manly liberality will prevail. As I said, I am gonna stick with Pepsi-Cola for the duration of my stay here in Manila, so I won’t bother you guys with more encores of her and her 2 sidekicks. Non-TR back in 2 or 3 days from another PI location. Cheers. R
  7. Such functional voice disorder is scientifically known as "Puberphonia" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Puberphonia) and its causes may be organic or psychogenic. In the course of my own Pattaya research on the subject, I have developed the thesis that sissy-chasing Brits unconsciously raise their pitch in the presence of effeminate Thai boys as a manifestation of their excessive admiration for another male and as an upfront signal that they are ready to assume the passive role in a prospective copulation. I find it all quite amusing except when they raise their pitch in my presence in what I can only see as unwelcome sexual advances from Her Majesty's finest.
  8. Yes: THE THRILL OF THE HUNT! Nothing beats that feeling of scoring an opportunity fuck be it a woman my age or a sissy one third. It's not like I don't barfine by the dozen. I do. But let's face it: it's like shooting fish in a barrel. The poor indented things may not even have the option to say No! While a good old-fashioned pick-up reassures me that they want to be with me as much as I want to be with them. ... So: after not scoring a ladyboy while playing PoGo at the park, I moved on to the nearby Robinson Mall where I was sure to find ladyboys among the Sunday afternoon crowds. Like elsewhere, the pinoy go to the mall to hang out and not just for shopping. They are very approachable, especially by a clean cut fatherly figure foreigner like me. It is especially easy to meet girls and women of all ages, but I was on a quest for the 3-legged kind. Eventually, I spotted a group of 3 ladyboys, one of whom was of interest to me. (Tall and skinny with a pretty face). I first followed them around from a distance, but in a way they could tell I was following them. Down the halls. Up and down the escalators. Ladyboys love the attention. I finally said "Hi" and asked them if they knew where the mall's chapel was. They were surprised by my question and said they did not know. (I had no idea if the mall even has a chapel or not). That's when I introduced myself as Father O'Malley even putting on an Irish accent that was completely lost on the ladyboys. I told them I was a priest and that it was time for my daily prayers and needed the quietness of the chapel. At first they believed me and said there was a church nearby and gave me directions, but when I stepped up the flirting they quickly caught on. The fact that I was grinning the whole time and kept botching the Irish accent into an Indian one also did not help the Father O'Malley act. Absent a chapel, I invited them for an ice-cream (How's that for a non-sequitur?). Banana-splits to be precise. Having broken the ice, it was just a matter of reeling the cute one in. We took some pics around the mall and I invited them to a movie making sure to seat next to my target. After the movie, I invited them over to the hotel. One of them had to go home, but the other 2 came agreeing to spend the night since their homes were far. And no, we did not do a threesome. The surplus one slept on the couch of my suite. The other one with me. She was wonderful. I knew I would be seeing her again.
  9. I am now in the Philippines where I am conducting some bona fide moolah-earning business in Manila, after which, and only after which, I will go chase ladyboys in AC and in a remote province. While in Manila, I have to get up early for work and without hangovers, so can’t be partying and fucking all night. Yet, my cock is not gonna suck itself and I needed to find a time-efficient solution. While online opportunities abound in Manila to have someone come to one’s room, I am oldschool and prefer hooking up face-to-face. I also like the thrill of the hunt, in which I get to cast myself as one of my lovable alter egos (such as the visiting american literature professor at Chiang Mai U. that shocked PY’s hardened ladyboy mongers). And since I got to Manila on a Sunday morning, I had all day before work started on Monday to go out and bag me a native or 2. That Sunday also happened to be Pokemon Go (PoGo) Community Day, which is when players of the popular online game gather for special monthly events. Being an experienced, high-ranked pokemon trainer myself with rare pokemons from Europe and America to trade for Asian ones (which I also have, but pretend not to), the Community Day presents a great occasion to make new friends in a safe, daytime, public environment. [ Btw playing PoGo was one of the things that first got me antibodies at PY at the height of the fad in 2016 when all the ladyboys were playing it but the elderly sexpats of the Clique could not tell Pikachu from Bulbasaur. So when I started posting reality-enhanced pics of real life ladyboys with cartoon Pokemons there were a few Pokeignorants who posted hostile reactions that set the tone for pretty much everything I ever tried afterwards that was new or different. ] To play PoGo on Community Days, trainers gather at public landmarks where the frequency of pokemon apparitions tend to be higher. In Manila, the best place is the Luneta/Rizal central park and I was sure it would be full of players looking to trade with me. Indeed there were, but, as bad luck would have it, I did not see a single ladyboy pokemon trainer. Saw one practicing football and I might have kicked a few with him, but at that point I was too engaged in the PoGo game myself to let it go. So here are some random pics of a lovely, clean fun Sunday at the park. No ladyboy scores, no problem. I would try again afterwards on a sure to be ladyboy-rich habitat: The Shopping Mall.
  10. Great Scott ! cherjam ! What took ye so long ? You missed 2 whole threads of me and a couple other badasses breaking Pyongyang balls. In one of them, your fellow countryman bar non-owner posted: “The Daddy Rom account was the most controversial we ever had. It received by far the most complaints” I guess that officially makes ME #1 on Pyongyang’s most wanted list ? Sorry cherjam. I am sure you are a close #2. Welcome to the Romscars Club cherjam. Let’s PARTY ON ! R
  11. Thanks for kindness SP. I am used to getting either editorial accolades or outright vitriol. Rarely has a BM addressed me like a fellow human being with feelings for the ladyboys I meet. Coca-Cola is a wonderful, very sexy (and very sexual) ladyboy who will have no trouble bagging a farang far more eligible than me into a relationship if that's what she wants. She is a free-spirit and a very forceful one at that, as witnessed by BM blind boy grunt who saw her refuse to go in with me into the Katty Bar despite it being my choice to go there. I think she feels frustrated that she has feelings for me and I don't retribute them with the kind of interest a beautiful young woman expects from an old man too lucky to have her affections. After I left, she keeps calling me at all hours to pout and say "You don't love me!" in the hope perhaps that I say "I do!" (and mean it!). Just this morning, like at 5 AM Thai time, she called me to tell me to "come back Pattaya." As if I was in nearby Jomtien and could just pop over. She was fully dressed in party clothes and with facial make up, so she must have been out all night and I told her I liked her and that it was time for her to go to sleep. And then I went back to sleep into the arms of another (filipino) ladyboy. So, to answer your question SP: Yes! I would love to see her again and will try to stay in touch until my next trip to BKK in a few months. But by then SHE will probably have moved on. C'est la vie! Here is the drawing she made me and what seems to be a love declaration. I hid her real boy name with my cap: R
  12. My stay in Pattaya has come to an end, and now I am off to Manila where I have some $$$ business that serves as the reason for this trip to Asia. I am sure I will be meeting more ladyboys (and GGs) and will try to post some more flashes later. So stay tuned. In summing up the Pattaya stay, it was uncharacteristic in that I spent most of my time DAY AND NIGHT with a single ladyboy. She is a good heart and seems to genuinely like me and cried a lot when the time came to say good bye. She used my dry-erase markers (the infamous ones with which I write on ladyboys skins) to draw a heart and a house and write me a love declaration in Thai that I would like to share here, but since it says her real Thai BOY name and surname I can't. For the purposes of this non-TR, she shall be remembered only as Coca-Cola the extremely horny, fat cock ladyboy that made the superbutterfly Rom go quasi-monogamous in Pattaya. Here is a parting shot of that cock that was like pure heroine to me for the past week.
  13. The 5th is the admin-boss of the 4 you listed, but who seems to have surrendered editorial control to the 2 thick ones. But enough of the Kims and PY politics. Back to the non-TR from my current Pattaya stay. To recap: a few days ago a ladyboy I met on the beach moved in with me at the hotel and I’ve gone along with it because she has a thick hard cock that reminds me of a Coca-Cola can. Coca-Cola, as I call that ladyboy, has been a great arrangement to fuck non-stop on the cheap, but she has seriously cramped not just my butterflying on this trip, but also my bar experiences as no ladyboys bother with me when they see I bring my own. A couple days ago, I decided I needed some bar mischief and provoked a little tiff with Coca-Cola so she would walk out on me (ladyboys are so predictable!) and I could have a few hours for myself. So I went to soi Yamato to check out the scene. I was very pleasantly surprised to see La Bamba back in full business with at least 8 ladyboys I counted. Further up, The House was open, but dead. I looked in and saw no one. Staff or customers. No one. Continuing to the old Boomerang Twin, I saw 3 or 4 ladyboys, but none too exciting. The sister Boomerang bar to the left, however, had some pretty yummy GGs. Finally, I got to Hunny Bunny’s latest location and there were 6-7 service providers. There was no other customer in sight and that’s the way I like it so I can recreate the Baby Boom experience without having to go to Baby Boom and have other perverts look at my cock while I look at theirs. And as you can see from the pics below, that’s exactly what I did at Hunny Bunny. One thing led to another and before I knew I was getting a complimentary blowjob and, mongeresse oblige, I ended up climbing the disco-lighted stairs to the ST room. The ladyboy featured in this post is clearly pushing 30 so I hope there are no insinuations which I would have to hoover. She explicitly asked me NOT to post at PY the XXX pics we took in the room, and although this is technically not PY I think she would not want me to post them here either. Sorry. But I think you get the idea of what happened in the room from these pics she told me was OK to post:
  14. Funny and practical P&G. But then you would have to rank each of the Kims from 1 to 5. I am curious how you would do it? who you consider the #1 Kim now running the show at PY ? ... and btw: are u Portuguese or Brazilian by any chance ? (for using um, dois, tres, quatro, cinco...) In the meantime over at PY, the Kims continue to preside over what has to be the greatest destruction of content in the History of Ladyboy Boards. Now they went after another old account of mine—the Valar D account that had changed trip-reporting at PY as they knew it. This time the Kims not only manually obliterated the thousands of “likes” to Zero! they also obliterated the number of posts to “Zero”, which means the one-of-a-kind content was not just hidden, it was deleted! As far as I am concerned, THANK YOU! It is liberating! For me and for the dozens of ladyboys I had selfishly exposed for the benefit of a Board so poisoned by its own success that it puts the inflated egos of its caretakers ahead of its fiduciary duty (as highest-membership ladyboy Board) to serve as a depository for the ladyboy experience. ALL ladyboy experience. My destroyed content at PY is ALL fully backed up and I am looking forward to re-post the best of it here at The Romscars Club.
  15. Good morning gentlemen... and what the hell happened here while I was sodomizing Coca-Cola followed by a much-needed good night's sleep ? I guess a good old-fashioned brawl can't hurt the thread's view count... Nothing was hoovered so far, but "Harry" (who I suspect to be the PY troublemaker who goes by the initials J L ) used up all his threadfucking allowance at The Romscars Club. If he posts any more shit like he has, please no one waste their time answering it, because it is just going to magically disappear. My personal thanks to seven, Duncan, P&G and Woodie for riding the fool while I was away and to Quinn for expanding my artistic horizons into scribbled messages on ladyboys' panties... Why did I not think of that while I rocked at Pyongyang? Now back to business: what this thread needs is a good serving of condom-free cock and I will come back later with plenty of it. For now, I am just going to answer Duncan's much pertinent query: "The Kims" dear Duncan, the Kims are the 5 autocratic, absolute rulers of Pyongyang : Kim-Do-Uk the Great Leader Kim-Pee-Tsi the Dear Leader Kim-Ma-Gu the Ferocious Leader Kim-Al-Xp the Absent Leader and Kim-Jang-Uar the Supreme Leader
  16. NEWSFLASH from Pyongyang: In PY's Baby Boom thread, BM oldlover had posted one pic he took of my PERSONAL birthday wishes to him that I had written on wee Eye's back for her to show him during the party. This morning I looked again and that pic was gone. Seems the Kims made oldlover remove it. I guess I am to them what Trotsky was to Stalin: even after being forced into exile, any vestige of my virtuosity is a thorn on their dictatorial egos. Well dear Kims: I could repost here oldlover's hoovered pic but I would not want to give you even a remote copyright pretext to have it hoovered. Here is one of mine again that looks just like the one he took. For the sake of FREE SPEECH:
  17. Thanks Quinn. Great Photoshop job. So great, it took me like 30 seconds to figure out my name on the can. I kept looking at the cock instead to see where I had supposedly left my mark... What can I say? I like big cocks and I cannot lie. You other brothers can't deny that when a ladyboy walks in with an itty bitty weiner he aint gonna be no winner. Coca-Cola is all about the COCK. Mine that is. She has a predilection for giving me Sumata masturbation but always cums herself first before I can even get close to it. She also constantly wants frotting with me on top, but for me is difficult because her cock is so rock hard with a forward bent, it bores into my belly. She is constantly asking me to fuck her, more times than my middle-age enables me to. But when I do fuck her, it's like a torture chamber with she wriggling in pain and begging for mercy in Thai. And then when I finish she expects me to immediately start all over again as if I were a teenager myself. For such a horny-for-my cock sissy, however, the one thing she does not seem to be into is giving (me?) blowjobs. She only puts mouth to cock in the context of a 69 and even so she quickly shifts to manual mode. I was starting to think I taste bad or something, so I had to get a second opinion at soi Yamato and everything is OK. Yesterday she played with my glow-in-the-dark condoms: Romscarswise: PARTY ON !
  18. As I mentioned in my previous post, a loose-canon ladyboy, who I call Coca-Cola, just unilaterally moved in with me at the hotel for (it seems!) the duration of my stay. She has not asked for any money but nickel-and-dimes me for cheap shopping items from street vendors. She keeps talking about "350 and 500 cubic centimeters" and, at first, I thought she wanted me to buy her a bike or a tiny car, but she was talking about upgrading her bolt-ons from 350 cc to 500 cc. Forget it! I am the last monger in the world to hit for a boob job fundraiser ! Besides being tight with post-boomboom extras, I don't care for silicone on women or sissies. Flatchest or saggy is the way to go. All natural. But back to Coca Cola. Look at all the shit she brought over to my room in just a couple days. And that's not counting beauty products and shoes that I did not want to pile up on the clothes. This post is a FLASH of our return to the beach. This time to Ko Larng. We took an early 30 baht boat and then the collective taxi to Samae Beach. It's my favorite of Ko Larng's beaches because the chairs are no more than 10 meters from the waterline and I can monitor my stuff while I am marinating. So, as you see from the pics, we did the usual beach stuff. Nothing crazy. Circa 2005 (fuckballs! time flies) on this same beach I had rented one of those big black inflatable buoys and a ladyboy (THE Jenny from High Boss! remember her?) gave me a blowjob as I floated on it. We were right in front of everyone on the beach, but no one could see because Jenny's head and my lower torso were hidden by the buoy. All they could see was my legs and arms holding on to the buoy and my head hanging back with a big smile on my face. I also remember the beach coming to a complete stop as Jenny walked by in the tiniest of dental floss bikinis. Not a chance with Coca Cola who acts modest in public... We came back to my room right after lunch as neither of us wants to expose to peak sun. She to avoid getting dark. Me to avoid getting pink or worse. Nothing like a shower after the beach followed by squeaky clean bodies in bed buttfucking and napping, which is exactly what we did. You gentlemen are probably and pertinently wondering how such an incorrigible butterfly like me would let myself be constrained by Coca-Cola moving in with me... The answer gentlemen is that for me there is nothing like a motivated ladyboy experience provider who wants to stay beyond LT even. There was a time back in the 1990s-2000s when the daily bread of my ladyboy encounters was practically ALL OF THEM wanting to stay with me ALL THE TIME. This is no longer the case. Why? First, back then I was in my 30s and was truly as sexy man as it got mongeringwise. Second, ladyboys were much more desperate for business and less jaded at heart. One that famously latched on to me for a week was said High-Boss Jenny together with her almost as famous roommate at the time Sonia (both were silicon-free pristine with hormone nippies and permanent late teen erections). Tried the stick-around thing with Lilly last year by taking her out of town for a couple of days but it was a pain because I was there to serve her, not the other way round. The other thing you gentlemen may be wondering about is why do I call this squatter ladyboy Coca-Cola ? The explanation actually applies also to the previous question of why I let her stay with me indefinitely. Here's why:
  19. Having been banned from that other Board where I had first started the annual Romscars tradition, my decision to covertly post the 2019 Romscars there simultaneously with here was certain to be controversial. But at the same time, I wanted to give Romscar-winning BMs at the other Board their due public recognition and show all BMs there that my spirits had not been broken into never doing the Romscars again. Management at the other Board reacted to my stealthy Romscars announcement (and cartoon) by suppressing it 30 minutes after it was posted and treating as “Spam” the 20 or so PRIVATE messages I had individually sent each of the Romscar nominees and winners some of whom never got to read the good news of their distinctions. Moderation at the other Board further reacted by expunging all record of the Romscars from existence deleting last year’s Romscars painstakingly crafted thread. Plus all my TR contributions that also took me countless hours to produce. Plus, in what can only be seen as a bizarre hissy fit, they manually reset the +1 likes count of my long blocked Daddy Rom account from almost 10,000 to … zero! I reacted to what I felt was Soviet-style annihilation of personal accomplishment from collective memory by denouncing it here at The Romscars Club in 2 threads that I have just deleted because they would cramp the artistic and mongering excellence focus that I would rather be the editorial thrust of this club. The griping that I started in those threads prompted a few other BMs here to post about their own (understandable!) frustrations with the other Board, and one of their mods (also understandably) to react by passive-aggressively counterattacking me while selectively addressing the criticism expressed. Plus 2 of the BMs closely aligned with moderation over at the other Board joined this one to character-assassinate me with the vilest of insinuations imaginable. In the ensuing mudslinging, the multilogue degenerated into some pretty weird shit that has nothing to do with the Romscars (such as the bar non-ownership mantra of said mod; or the net present value of revenues foregone from a BM who herds rugby teams into ladyboy bars, …). Several core BMs here expressed their, heartfelt or shit-stirring, disappointment with the unprecedented animosity levels for this Board. I think this sums up accurately the dozens of non-excellent, non-chivalrous posts that followed my 2019 Romscars attributions that this Board now serves as the sole record of. If any BM, including the mod from the other Board, thinks I left out any relevant information from this summary please PM me and I may include it by editing this post. Now everyone: Be Excellent and Party On!
  20. I'm back guys. After NOT posting 3 FLASHES yesterday that I would have made were it not for an unexpected situation I find myself in: the ladyboy from Jomtien beach moved in to my hotel room. Yeah Just like that! Showed up unannounced, we fucked and then she has just kinda stayed. PLUS she has put me under so much pressure to have sex after sex that it has cut into my online media time allocation... I will still try in the coming days to post the FLASHES from yesterday and debrief the Romscars Club on how this Jomtien beach ladyboy crush-on-me thing turns out. I don't even remember her name. I just call her Coca-Cola. Today I am sharing a couple of highlights from last night: After I posted here the teaser that was my visit to the Delirious Bar party 2 nights ago, Herbert (der owner) private-messaged me here inviting me for a Beerlao. So I went by last night and had one on the house. I don't know about the Scotches (I am a Tequilla man!) but the bar is very well stocked with ladyboys, including one who is Lilly-grade boner material and who I will be returning for (I also don't remember her name; I call her The Lady in Red). So if anyone wants my autograph, or smash a bottle over my head, or just say hi! hang out in there same-same as I plan to. My other bar stop of the night was Oldlover's birthday party at Baby Boom. And there I was in the belly of the beast and none of the Cliquers even looked my way. Understandable! They were too busy with the sissies. At some point, I stepped outside with my main one there Eye and media-used her too-sweaty-for-Dry-Erase-Markers nubile skin and sent her back in to pay my RESPECT! TO THE GODFATHER of the Pattaya mob:
  21. And you seven don't pursue a career as a diplomat. What part of "deliberately out of focus pics" (as to protect identities) don't you understand ? Back to the non-TR: This afternoon I went on a movie date with a ladyboy academic at a local institution of higher learning. We went to see the latest Star Wars movie and don't ask me about it because I was not paying much attention. On our way in to the movie theater, my date could not resist pointing out that it was in the same compound as the Pyongyang Protectorate that is Thailand's only ladyboyless ladyboy bar.
  22. So my must-hop bar last night was to the main event in town: a staff birthday party at the DELIRIOUS BAR. The place was rocking and I was impressed how they stock my favorite beer in Southeast Asia: Beerlao dark! Rarely found at monger bars. I knew the Delirious staff ladyboys would be too busy with the Pattaya baloon-chasers, so on the way from the Buakhao intersection I hitched me a ladyboy from one of the Chayapoon bars towards Delirious. She was a good one too! But that's another episode... So we just kinda sat there and she did the "what's-your-name-where-you-come-from-how-long-you-stay-Pattaya" drill while I observed the farang patrons and tried to put avatars to the faces. I could not leave there without congratulating Herbert the owner and went over and introduced myself: "Well done! I'm Romeu" It did not ring a bell, possibly because when I say my name it sounds more like "Rroomyu" in my native language. He immediately asked me "who are you at LBP?" (He used the acronym "L-B-P" as if the whole world is supposed to know what it means !!!) and I told him the truth: "I am nobody at LBP. I can not post" which accurately describes my status at LBP. Some awkwardness ensued. Herbert asked me where I am from. I told him and I am sure he will remember that part of our conversation. That was it! I could not bring myself to tell him I am Rom the outcast from Pyongyang. If only Herbert had asked me "who are you at LBR?" Oh well: Some day the default will no longer be LBP. I am working on that... Romscarwise, I saw a couple of notables there last night, with the imposing figure of the 2018 Romscar BM Photographer of the Year standing out from the crowd. Again: Well done Herbert! (and BTW you are much younger than I imagined you). Here some deliberately out of focus pics for the admins to decide if they stay or not.
  23. You sure ain't blind blind boy. And I sure am glad you witnessed it so you can corroborate I ain't making any of this shit up. And corroborate also I am not the Creature from the Black Lagoon as PY would have their BMs believe. If the ladyboy had not walked away, we would probably have had a gentlemanly chat you and I. Anyway, yesterday plenty of BMs saw me and I even introduced myself to some. Stay tuned... They never do Woodie. I use only Magnums XL which are as big as Trojan makes'em but, alas, cover only the end half of my prized jackhammer as you can see on the pic I posted yesterday. The upside is that they fit so snug they never fall off. IT' S MORNING IN PATTAYA ! And it looks like another beautiful day to SODOMIZE !
  24. In view of what was posted here before, I skip the part about who I fucked overnight yesterday after TJs. I will just say she was 2019 Romscars material. This afternoon (as in 4 or 5 hours ago) I decided to go sissy fishing at Jomtien beach, as I often do when my previous night sleepovers don't stick around for the afternoon tea. Even if I don't meet anyone, it gives me a good setting to clear my (rambling) thoughts. Walked up and down the half mile or so of the beach with chairs and saw no targets of opportunity worth zooming in. So I got my own chair, sat down, and waited for the prey to come in range... Took pics, that's what I do: A doable prospect eventually came along. She was with a small group of truants from their beauty institute. Quite the silhouette. Tall and thin like I lik'em. Turns out she had bolt-ons. Oh well! nobody's perfect. Managed to achieve separating her from her group of aspirant beauticians by offering her a beer. She chose a 50 baht coconut water instead... some old lady came by offering her grooming services. I said sure go for it. Set me back 200 baht. Not an excessive price to pay for the prospect of tapping that skinny ass. One of the GG beauticians came by to cock-block me. I don't understand much Thai but could pick they were planning to go elsewhere. I counterattacked the cock-blocker by inviting rainbow-dress ladyboy to go have a fancy muay thai cocktail at a bar nearby. The bar I had in mind was nearby's Katty Bar. Guess I wanted to show off. Obviously not the best choice for a first date. When she got near it and realized it was a ladyboy barfining bar, she turned around embarrassed. I had fucked up. So I doubled up all-or-nothing. I asked her to "come my hotel." She accepted. I invested another 10 baht in her bus fare. About an hour later, there I was: Harpooning the catch of the day... followed by a reinvigorating siesta. OP's note: This ladyboy had nothing to do with the 2019 Romscars, which are the underlying topic to this non-TR. But I think it was pretty EXCELLENT how I nailed her. Now off to the bars for the night rounds.
  25. So: later last night, with an obligatory attendance Clique-circuit party being held at Baby Boom, I thought it was a great chance to go over to TJs and bag me a 3-legged diva. Perhaps even Lilly, who I blew off (literally and conjugally) and who retaliated by blackballing me for life but I hope she did not mean it (they never do!). And there was always Ninew, who I consider closer-than-Lilly to ladyboy perfection absent all silicone and hormones. Boy! Was I wrong: 1. TJs was NOT, as I had hoped, deserted… There were at least 10 punters there, of which I recognized 5 or 6, including one who despises my online persona. I would have liked to introduce myself to Paleface but he was busy at Jimbo’s old table with some other guys I was not sure about. 2. Ninew was not there and looks like she quit again. It’s complicated and I don’t know if I can post about it in this Board (at PY you can’t). 3. Lily was there and she did not as much as look my way. She looks more feminine than ever, with soft voluptuous curves in the figure hugging brown cotton dress she had on. (She never even bothered changing into a bikini the whole time I was there). And I cant say more about her surgically enhanced looks because she might read it. The bottom line for me I’m afraid is: et Lilly! … c’est fini! … et dire que c’etait la sissy de mon dernier amour… et Lilly! … c’est fini! ... je ne crois pas que j'y retournerai un jour (in case she reads...) 4. As I had recently bragged about at bumblebee’s fab thread photo shoot of TJs 12 at the beach, I had fucked 4 of them. Turns out there was another one last night at TJs I had also fucked many times: Jina the quasi-mamasan who I thought had relocated to BKK at that bar near Asoke (forgot the name! not CIB). While I had no intention of barfining Jina, faces had to be saved, lady drinks bought, and none of it impressed Lilly. 5. Finally, Little Mama Aem (or Em, not sure!). She greeted me like she always does, but was busy at her table with the aging pony tailed regular. She does not know I am the self-appointed authority who awarded TJ’s the Thailand Best Bar of the Year distinction for 2 years in a row. She may not even know SHE WON the 2019 Romscar for Bar Owner of the Year. I could explain it all to her and go up a few notches in her affections, but then I might as well put a big poster of me at TJs as over the years we’ve taken pics together that might come up when extolling me in front of PY agents. 6. Speaking of pics, last night I was feeling somewhat tense to take many, and the couple good ones I took were selfies with Jina and some of the others, so I am just posting a couple panoramic crappy ones to document I was there. The Romscars is about excellence in ladyboy mongering, and TJs is the pinnacle of such excellence. Best Ladyboy Bar of the Year, Best Bar Owner of the Year, Best Ladyboy of the Year, Best BM-Ladyboy couple of the Year. It pretty much won everything in the categories for which it was eligible ! [ admins please delete any of the pics with farang subjects if any of them objects or you deem too explicit by Board standards...]
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