Aitch

She's not. A purebred GG all the way. (She does have a clit the size of an orange 'though.)

And (imo) the practice is demeaning to the ladies.

Alice is a veritable dish of cream. Yaya is also attractive, but the doctor who sliced a five-pin bowling ball in half and superglued it to her chest ought to be strung up by his short and curlies.

Hitchens is one of my intellectual heroes. Bang on almost always, and certainly about Pissinger (sic intentional). On most times I have disagreed with him a bit more research has changed my mind. Hard to fathom how such a brilliant mind could let its body succumb to avoidable cause.

!00% T-S. I have photos by the thousands over my 13 years spent here, having gone through hundreds just yesterday telling myself to get off my ass and to pull the best to categorize. But your point about the evolution of your sexuality is the one that hit home as recent years have found a description for mine to be that of a pansexual sapiophile.

Vodka doesn't mix well will all the steroids that asshole has obviously ingested. This incident happened a couple hundred metres from where I live.

Beats being on the wrong side of the grass.

I concur. Until Rubber Soul's release their stuff was bubble-gummers' barf. Then came Michelle and others and while their music as a band stagnated into mediocrity their songwriting and harmonies flourished and were terrific.

That mouth could suckstart a Harley.

O fuck. There was a LOT more to the tale. Extortion and assault were only two of the crimes she committed that night. She had brought some illicit shit for my LB GF who was going to be late returning and she didn't have much difficulty (I admit) twisting my arm to give it a try. Unbeknownst to me she snuck a few photos of me with a pipe in my mouth and later tried some blackmail with the threat of turning me into the police. I laughed that one off by telling her there was no way of knowing the contents and I'd just say I was smoking some ganja. Nah, the heavy happening occurred when we agreed on a price for her to bottom her paperboy ass for me. During foreplay I was astride her belly playing with her hormone boobs when she sat up suddenly, pushing me aside, and reached into her purse on the night table beside her. She snatched out a condom and put it on so fast I thought it was greased inside. Then she flipped me unceremoniously onto my back and lifted my legs. "Holy shit," I said, "I thought you were going to bottom." "I 100% top!" she snapped back as she forced her above average cock into my ass. It was too fast so I told her to slow down. She did the diametric opposite, ramming me fast, furious and violently. I yelled "WTF!!?" and tried to turn on my side to break contact. She was too strong and I suddenly found I was getting raped, and not pleasantly. I finally got a leg leveraged and tossed her off. That was when the rest occurred. Police? Well, that appeared to be the obvious thing to do, but when my GF got home and got the news she told me in no uncertain terms not to do it. Later that day I talked to a mamasan with whom I'm friendly and who knows her way around Patts and she said the same. When I asked my GF why she wouldn't answer, but then her ignoring me was one of a Thai's tools to piss one off and she was a master. So I pushed the mamasan for an answer and she said simply "If you pay the police enough they will arrest her. If you do not you will be the one in trouble." And she shrugged enigmatically. Groovy. Back home she'd be doing a dime and change in the Monkey House for rape, assault, extortion, and drugs. Here a farang gets it up the ass for getting it up the ass. The irony was not lost on me.

That one had me laughing as I appreciate honeydipped sarcasm. I hooked up with one LB who underperformed and when I handed her the agreed upon fee demanded 500 baht more. I refused and she coldcocked me, breaking my glasses and knocking me to the floor. As I stood she hit me again, really ringing my bell, and demanded the money. I didn't have the cash so she insisted on a bank transfer. I gave her 499. If in Patts avoid a tall slim freelancer who calls herself "Cartoon". Jessica Rabbit she ain't. Peace and love, or love in pieces.

Colour me greenest as the envy drips from my pores and soaks my bedsheets with a dark mint hue. You have to be in your (very) youthful 30's to be boffing that many LB's, GG's and whatevers and fitting it all into a mere 8 day period. Since oldlover croaked recently in Patts I must wear the elder frock as my next candle will mark my 80th. At this stage of life I am lucky to horndog out thrice in that window. Two is more usual and that includes weekly testosterone injections and QPPU's* I have been permanently banned - twice(!) ** - by The Opinionator in the Patts forum so I don't post there anymore, but I'm happy to contribute here now and then in the limited time I have available, and in posts that stir my interest or appreciation. I hope you have a great two weeks (I know they'll be memorable no matter what happens) and that you get to dip your dastardly dick as frequently as you plan. * - Quicker Pecker Picker Uppers ** - I rejoined that forum under a pseudonym but my writing style, only semi-disguised, was glommed by one of the sharper barflys and I was outed and soon rebanned. No worries. I dug up an old phone and used it to rejoin so I can keep up on local news as I spend very little time bar-schmoozing as a source. The Opinionator will have to guess my current handle there as I present zero clues. When in Patts I recommend the Delirious bar as a good place to hang having a plethora of hot LB's, the best booze choices in the city, and a pleasant vibe of regulars hosted by one of the better bar owners anywhere in town.

A veritable dish of proverbial cream indeed.

I concur. They look like Canadian five-pin bowling balls. Even small breasts should show the effects of gravity and be naturally positioned rather than appearing Krazy-glued too near the shoulders and armpits.

If a guy didn't bury his tongue in that ass it'd be a violation of the Pure Food Act.