A Story Of Greed, Attempted Extortion .... And Ladyboys!

[JaiDee]

When they make the movie can I be the ladyboy photographer who gets to shag the models and steals your money ?

Heh, there is always a wise guy in every crowd, Jim!!

In any case you are too slim and handsome, the guy who plays that role would have to be a fat lazy fuck with no morals or scruples.

Passport issue addressed in the next installment.........

[JaiDee]

My farang buddy M later joined us all at the condo, and by now I was calm and relaxed but still not convinced that what had happened to me just 2 days prior wasn't the real deal. Despite the positive words from A and B, as well as Seanchai and my friend M, who all agreed that this was an inside job, *I* was the only one had been targeted and *I* was the only one in the room that morning who had the shit scared out of him by 2 gorilla-type assholes. So I still wasn't sure, but A and B were and were already talking about "some guys we know down in Khlong Toey who will knee-cap these motherfuckers for 10 thousand baht''. Sure sounded better than 10 million, and getting some type of retribution against these mental lightweights would certainly be coming, but it wouldn't be done with physical violence and with any trail leading back to me; it would be done with cunning and patience, making sure all these weak-ass ducks were lined up in a row before pouncing.

By nightfall I was securely ensconced in a suite-style hotel on soi 24 Sukhimvit road; my rented home wasn't far from there but again, I couldn't go near the place for fear they had it staked out. I had a scheduled flight leaving for Amsterdam in 5 days, but seriously feared that if all of this was indeed legit as soon as I showed my passport at any border checkpoint or airport immigration booth I would be held until "the General" or one of his underlings could come get me. Remember, the 2 guys in my room basically knew everything about me, so I just assumed my e-mail was hacked or at the very least they had excellent information from some source close to me; so whomever had sent them would also know I was bound for Holland 5 days later and would be waiting for me at the airport if I didn't pay up. But paying up was never a serious option; the moment those 2 guys left me I never considered it for even a moment, escape and exposing them were the only things on my mind.

A knew of a way to smuggle me outside the country via the vast Cambodian border, bypassing all checkpoints and then taking a car to Siem Reap, where I could catch a flight to Hong Kong and then on to New York City, but he advised against this and said " just stick with your original plan, no one will be waiting for you at the airport". I wasn't so convinced, and by now my phone was ringing every few hours with Aussie guy on the other end; I never picked up once, and in fact we never talked or saw one another ever again, so he started barraging me with threatening texts messages which went unanswered as well; basically, 'pay up now or you're fucked'. B was even more pissed than I was that 2 farang assholes were in cahoots with a Thai national to scam me and kept saying we should just flush these guys away; set up a meeting in the city and "for 10K baht these fuckheads will end up on the bottom of the Chao Praya, never to be heard from again". Tempting, but no.

On day 2 in the city I had to do one very important thing, and that was secure a new passport. Luckily I was able to talk my way onto the flight back to Bangkok without one, but for all intents and purposes I was now in Thailand illegally and without proper identification. 100% convinced that whoever did this would have the U.S. embassy staked out, I brought along 2 friends, one to go 100 meters south of the entrance and one to stand 100 meters north while I entered from the north on Wireless road, all 3 of us with our cell phones in hand and on, looking for anyone suspicious whereas I would get a call and bail out. Proving once again that the criminal mind is very weak, and making mistake number 3, they didn't have anyone at the embassy and I strolled in unmolested. If you have ever had any serious trouble in a foreign country you will know the great feeling I had as I entered that lovely building; seeing the huge stars and stripes flag and the large gold eagle on the wall behind the desk, I realized that I was 100% safe in here; this was U.S. property and land, not even the local police could come in here, and in the very worst case I could just declare what had happened to a consulate official and be whisked out of the country under their protection. But I wasn't at that point yet and didn't want to involve my government as that would lead to very uncomfortable chats about my line of work, so I simply went up to the desk and told the pretty young Minnesota girl that my passport was stolen while on vacation in the south, which was the truth. No problems at all; for 3000 baht it would be taken care, simply come back 24 hours later and for now enjoy the rest of your vacation, Sir.

Back in the room that evening, I kept thinking back on all the shit these 2 guys had thrown at me in the room, and I started to envision in my mind just how they knew all that stuff; I had never seen either one of these guys in my life and yet they knew me better than some of my closest friends in the whole world. They either tapped my phone, hacked my e-mail or were sent in there by someone who knew me VERY well; or all 3. Then it hit me; one dude was Australian, and I knew a Thai Ladyboy who was married to an Australian now, and we were really close 3 or 4 years before all this. She was smart, scheming, and had the means to pull this all off and she was greedy enough to do just that. She had already jacked some American guy out of 50,000 dollars {his own fault, typical lovestruck western fool that he was} and would have absolutely no qualms about trying to relieve me of 7 times that amount. We hadn't talked or been in touch in a year or 2, but of all the Ladyboys in my life she knew me as well as anyone and would certainly know the majority of what those 2 guys had laid on me as we had dated for a solid year while she was in college. This chick was now suspect number one and was about to be hit broadside with an attack from the one guy who could make her life a living hell, and guilty or not her life would be turned upside down over the next few days until she talked and told me exactly what she knew about what was going on.

[pdogg]

The plot thickens!

[SiamSam]

The butler did it...

[deepthroat]

Best thread ever?

I think so.

[pdogg]

It's back!

My pal JaiDee gave the green light to bring back this thread.

This is the thread that put LBR on the map.

Quite a few guys told me this is the best thread they have ever seen on any ladyboy forum.

We don't want to overwhelm you so we're bringing it back in installments.

Without further addieu here's....................

Greed, Attempted Extortion .... And Ladyboys!

[seanbeag7]

I read this story before and it got me hooked, now all i need is a pizza and a beer and then just sit back and be amazed.

[Jimslim]

Surely you haven't forgot the ending Sean ? 80

[bumblebee]

Great to see this tale back again. For any of you guys who missed it first time round, you are in for a treat.

[Rukki]

I'm chomping at the bits!

[deepthroat]

IThis is the thread that put LBR on the map.

Quite a few guys told me this is the best thread they have ever seen on any ladyboy forum.

We don't want to overwhelm you so we're bringing it back in installments.

Without further addieu here's....................

Greed, Attempted Extortion .... And Ladyboys!

Couldn't agree more. I've read a lot of threads over the past 5 years, and none have topped this one in my mind. Can't wait to experience it again!

[bumblebee]

I'm chomping at the bits!

It's a great tale Rukki, for sure you will enjoy it.

[Vee]

Gripping yarn, how did I miss this first time round.

[pdogg]

Slight technical problem here. When I bring back the old posts it's sorted by original date.

So for easy reading I'll be posting the most current chapter as JaiDeee (that's with an extra E) but if you want to see the original comments by other posters you'll need to scroll back to March where you'll see the chapter plus the comments.

Please don't PM JaiDeee (with the extra E) as it won't get read.

[JaiDeee]

Chapter 4

So I last left this story with an employee of mine screwing me over for about 4000 US dollars with some lame story/lie about being busted by the north Pattaya police; it was a total rip-off but as mentioned, it's part of the tax you pay when you deal with sketchy characters in the 3rd world, *especially* in a place like Pattaya. But his work was good and his production for 16 months HAD made the company some good cash, so the 4K was kind of like a right-off anyway and also a lesson learned.

That was late fall of 2005, and by early 2006 I had reached my breaking point and wanted OUT completely and made every effort to do so; I would still run the business myself [which by this time, believe it or not, employed 8 individuals] but had farmed out every job there was so I could now start taking longer vacations away from the madness that is Bangkok.

I booked a trip to go south in May for one month of sand, surf, drinking and no drama, just before I was due to head back to the states for the summer by way of Amsterdam. As usual I traveled alone, I just prefer it that way, and had told only a few close friends exactly what I was up to. During this time, probably around March or April, Harold had contacted me again via e-mail and then by telephone. Apologizing profusely and still sticking by his lame story, he told me over and over that he would make it up to me with better work, more shoots, and for less money than ever. Skeptical, yet also relishing a way to possibly make back the cash he had ripped off from me, I kind of put him on the back burner and worried more about my long vacation than anything else, with a promise that we would catch up when I got back to BKK in late May. He agreed, and contact was dropped again for the time being.

Time to hit the beach! I booked in for a month at a gorgeous resort in the south of Thailand, one of the few places I knew about which had no ladyboys and where definitely no one would know me, where I could relax, unwind, collect some sun, read some books and clear my head for a while. It was perfect in every way and I was starting to settle into a routine there; sleep really late, hang at the beach or the pool all day, drink and party all night and watch the sun come up and start all over again the next day. Since I didn't really know anyone where I was, I felt like I wanted to share my good fortune and amazingly good vibes with *somebody*, maybe some friends from BKK, as well as my good friends and family back in the states. A short form letter was sent out via my Gmail account, just a couple paragraphs saying where I was and how much fun I was having, how beautiful it was, etc... even the name of my resort and a link to it....and that was BCC'd to about 10 people, all of whom I knew really well. About 1 week later, when I most needed help, that one letter which was still in my "sent" mailbox would prove to be the start of the uncovering of 5 people from 5 separate countries who tried to extort 10 million baht from one guy; and failed miserably.

[fridgemagnet]

Dead keen to see how this story ends - hope to see more soon.

[JaiDee]

Good news that P. Dogg was able to find this story and revive it for anyone who has joined since it was first posted in March/April of 2011 and didn't see it at that time. This long story was fun to write and also very cathartic; bringing back long-buried memories of such a horrible period was actually quite enjoyable and once I started re-telling it in great detail to a large group of people it became even more fun.

The reason it was removed in the first place;

In May of 2011 the forum I owned - but of which I had given complete control to someone else -, TheLadyboyforums.com, was showing stolen videos from other people's websites. The people who owned those videos were threatening me, and were using this thread to get at me, using bits and pieces of it to deduct where I was living last year and some other bits of info which they could use against me.

(Define irony; when someone extorts you by using the very story you yourself had written.... about being extorted!).

I closed those forums when the moderator there did not comply 100% with what they wanted even after 10 full days of warnings, and then I asked P.D. to remove this thread so the people behind the threats had nothing to use on me. One year later all is well; That forum doesn't belong to me anymore and those people who threatened me have thankfully gone away; I have also moved since then.

The story was well-received last year, and I hope that the new people reading it for the first time can take pleasure from my misery! For the people who have already read it, nothing has changed, but I will have a few things to add in at the very end, still about 2 weeks away.

[JaiDeee]

Chapter 5

It was nice to meet you also Dixon, and it's good to see some of the old-timers reading and posting on this board now; this story only gets better and more bizarre so hang tight

So after about 3 weeks I had met a few very cool farangs from places like Denmark and Sweden, Israel and Canada, etc... and I even met a few ladyboys; I guess they really ARE everywhere in Thailand, eh? One was really cute and had a good figure so I was screwing her for a while, we started to become friends and I would see her every day or night and then we'd fuck. I kinda liked her too, right up until the day I caught her stealing 20 bucks from my pants pocket while I was coming out of the shower; that just reaffirmed why I had left the whole scene in the first place and I told her to get lost.

I did know another ladyboy there as well, her name was Noi and we started hanging out, just as friends. Towards the end of May there were thousands of people descending on the island for a huge party, and I planned on staying and checking that out. Noi was on the beach also and at some point we started hanging around; even if I wanted to shake her I couldn't, you know the way LB's are when they make a catch. But no problems, she was pleasant enough and I was having fun with my new farang friends, drinking all night and having an absolute ball. Getting on towards the sun rising, it was just about time to head back to my bungalow on the other side of town; it would have been about 8am by now, and I had been up all night drinking since about 11pm, so I wasn't in exactly the best condition if you know what I mean.

Noi had left at some point, or perhaps I was successful in ditching her in the big crowds; regardless, I was walking back to my bungalow at around 8am when I spotted her lying in my hammock on my small front porch. As I approached her I felt like someone was following me, and sure enough there was; 2 gorilla-looking guys were coming up behind me on the path to my bungalow, and they looked pretty damn serious. I'm not a small guy at around 6'1 and 230, but these guys were both bigger than me and one had no shirt on, making it all the more intimidating. I saw Noi, her eyes were open, but as I approached with these guys hot on my heels she closed them and pretended to sleep; she had seen them as well and wanted nothing to do with them. I wish I had the same luxury.

The smaller and fatter of the 2 did all the talking; he announced my full first and last name and asked if that was me. On guard but not really suspecting anything at this point, I nodded yes and asked them what the story was. The guy said "we need to talk to you; inside" and they cornered me on the porch so I couldn't get off even if I wanted to. Nodding toward the hammock, he said; "Leave the chick sleeping, it's only you we want".

[JaiDeee]

Chapter 6

Thanks DT, I want to add just one page per day so it will keep the readers returning to see what is coming next; I have been told many times over the years "you should write a book about this", or at least a short story, so here it is.....

Once these 2 retards got me inside my bungalow, the Good cop/Bad cop routine started in earnest. The bigger of the 2 was about 6'3 and in good shape; he sat by the door shirtless with his elbows on his knees and with a menacing glare towards me, but he didn't say much other than when I asked him where he was from; New Zealand. The other guy was an Aussie and did all the talking, his face beet red and pacing back and forth like a caged tiger, telling me how much trouble I was in and I had better listen up and play ball, etc.... it was obvious right from the start that even if I had wanted to run or possibly take these 2 guys on in hand-to-hand combat it was irrelevant because they had the goods on me anyway, they basically knew my whole life story.

Aussie guy started it all off with; "The jig is up, mate". Apparently one of those Australians who think the word Mate is charming and cool, he used it often, completely unaware that to anyone from outside of that island it's only annoying and grating. He then went on to tell me all about my business, the name of the website, my employee's names, the exact address of my rented house in Bangkok, where I had been for the several months before now, past girlfriends, etc.....he even knew the first names of my teenaged children and even my Mom back in the states and where they lived, with a "you wouldn't want anything to happen to them now, would you?" I listened with mouth agape; how the hell did this twat know so much about me? New Zealand guy just sat and stared at me with that menacing look, nodding in agreement whenever fat boy would say "you are basically fucked, mate".

He explained that he had gotten all of his information from General so-and-so, the 2nd in command of the Thai national police in Bangkok and the head of their anti-porn and vice department, and that they worked directly under him. Sounded plausible; we have all seen the lame Tourist Police in Pattaya and Phuket, and they are mostly white and work with the Thai's to bust people. But this was extortion and corruption, something completely different than that; and yet, in Thailand, where corruption is rampant, could it be so far-fetched? Looking back and with the benefit of hindsight, it was foolish to fall for their nonsense, but remember I had been up all night partying by this point; I also knew that the business I was running was in fact illegal as they brought up many times, and with all the information they had on me at the time my only conclusion was that they were indeed legit. They also surely picked that time to hit me knowing that I would be in the worst possible condition to deal with them, and sent in 2 big guys to intimidate and threaten me.

"The General knows how much you are making, mate; he's not stupid and figues you are making {X} dollars per month and he wants his share". In point of fact, the amount this creep threw out wasn't that far off, making me think even more that this was all on the level. But what business gets to keep every penny of incoming revenue? I mean, every business has outgoing expenses, and mine was no different. By the time all the bills and employee's were paid in a typical month, what had come down to me was about 25% of all revenue, enough to make a good living but by no means make a person wealthy.

After 45 minutes of this crap, they cut to the chase; The General wanted 10 million baht to keep quiet and go away on all this, and he wanted it like yesterday. I am sure my look was incredulous to these morons, but it was sincere; 10 million fucking baht?? 350 Grand US dollars?? Are you fucking joking me? I told them, honestly, that there was no way I could get my hands on that kind of dough. Threats of physical violence followed, and we almost came to blows, but you could beat a stone to a pulp and you still won't get 350K out of it. Besides, me dead or beat up wouldn't get them their cash so they had to let me work on alternatives. They asked how much I COULD raise that day, right then and there, and I said something about 2 million baht and would have to contact people in the states, etc.....with that information the Aussie guy went outside and called the "General", while the bigger guy guarded the door saying "you know, you seem like a good guy; maybe in another life we would have been friends and had a beer or 2 together". Both of these things would come into play later.

Aussie moron comes back inside, telling me I was lucky and that the Bangkok guy had agreed to my terms, FOR NOW, and I would be allowed to make the transaction and live to see another day. Thanks a lot, asswipe. He asked me how much I could raise right that moment with my ATM card and I said 50K baht, hoping that would be enough to get these fuckheads out of my bungalow. No way he said, we want more; we want your passport as a guarantee that we will get the 2 million wired over once you get back to Bangkok. I agreed, again just to get these 2 gorilla's out of my place so I could collect my thoughts and figure out what to do next. We left the room; Noi was still fake-sleeping and they escorted me to the office, where my passport was sitting in a safety box.

The manager was in there; he was a friend by now and certainly would have called the local cops had I asked him to, my last chance to escape this madness. But again, with all they knew about me, I figured their story was legit and if I brought in the locals I would have huge trouble in TWO places rather than one. I grudgingly parted with one of the most valuable documents in the world, handing it over to the Aussie guy while they both gave me the evil stare and told me to "stay in touch". My mind was reeling; it was well after 9am by now and I hadn't slept a wink yet, and of course I couldn't now. There was no question in my mind about who I would contact first, and since I was already in the office I sat down at a computer terminal and fired off a letter to him; his telephone reply a mere 15 minutes later shocked and astounded me.

[farangbah]

Forget your password?

[pdogg]

Forget your password?

It's a technical problem. When I bring back the original posts they're sorted by original date so the chapeter appear before the 2012 comments. So to make it easier for our readers besides the original appearing I am also adding the chapters with a 2012 date using the posting name Jaideee with an extra E.

[Flatpack]

This is a great story,

Very much wanting more right now and really looking forward to the rest.

[mardhi]

Its actually a sad reflection on foreigners in Thailand - nor more and no less.

I guarantee there was not a Thai in this scam who had any credibility or power.

I am glad it all worked out well in the end but this was truly a foreigner scam from the start.

[bumblebee]

This was a must read first time round last year and it is still an enjoyable one second time. A gripping tale, I am sure anyone reading it for the first time will agree.

[JaiDee]

I guarantee there was not a Thai in this scam who had any credibility or power.

I am glad it all worked out well in the end but this was truly a foreigner scam from the start.

Spot on, mate! heh heh, now I'm talking like one of the scammers

In fact there was only one Thai involved at all, and she had been duped by the 4 westerners into opening a bank account for me to drop the 10 million into, just so no roads would lead back to them.

As the story progresses you will see her role was very minor indeed; and also that their attempts to hide their own participation would soon come to an end as I figured out the first and last names of 3 of the 4 white guys involved......but it wasn't easy.

Again, keep in mind the condition I was in when I got hit; it was 9 in the morning, I was up all night partying, and the information they had on me was all dead right; so their story seemed totally legit and realistic to me at the time and frankly scared the fawk out of me.

The next installment will show that it took less than an hour from the time I got jammed up to when the guy who knows more about the Thai culture and ladyboys than anyone I know told me the horrible truth.