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Now it’s time, back home in Saigon, to think about this Snow White episode and what it might mean. What was it all about, and what consequences may it have for the future?

Bear with me Supportive Reader. I need to contemplate issues like this. And I think best at keyboard, writing things down. If you’re uninterested, easy solution: there are other threads and other TRs to read.

But this is not just self-indulgence. For there are consequences for others as well. Most obviously and centrally Snow White herself. What it means to her attitude to FMs like me. What it may mean for her future in terms of customers, jobs, etc. And of course, what it may mean for others who are attracted to her, want to go with her, etc.

So here I go.

Recall the attributes of LBs that are important and crucial to me:

Dark skin

Black cock

Tiny titlets or flat chest

On those 3 variables of skin colour, cock, chest, Snow White has:

White skin

Pinky fawn cock

Tiny titlets

Looks like this:

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+

So she scores 1 out of 3 in my key list. However, it’s worse than that, for I positively do not like light/white/porcelain ceramic skin, and I also do not rave about though won’t turn away light coloured cocks. So all common sense says I should have rejected her outright. That’s why I had told bubba she would be a good LB for him to begin his Cambodian experience with. (He likes that white Japanese new-half look.)

Also recall that the first night I took her because she asked to go with me (bubba busy with GGs). The second night she went with me again as bubba was with his Red Bar GG. By the third afternoon, following an excellent session with Lulu, I was missing and ready for, Snow White again. The worm had turned, but just why was utterly beyond our Ken.

By the completion of that afternoon session, for nights 3, 4 and 5 of my short sojourn, I would not have even contemplated going with someone else. Recall that Lulu had informed me she have boyfriend, sleep with him. In fact on night 4 Lulu called me. I felt bad but ignored the call, then turned off my phone. Why? Well pretty obvious: I had SW with me, and I did not want conflict between me and them, or between them.

Lulu remains of great importance to me; I would not intentionally do anything to hurt her. SW was fast entering that bracket too.

Not love or anything like it. I have stressed. But hapless iron filings in a magnetic field. She was this centre of some force that was dragging me to her, locking me on like a limpet mine to its hull, a remora to the belly of its shark.

I will let you in on a little secret: it wasn’t because the sex was remarkable. It was OK, enough for a tired old man. But not what you young bucks would demand from your 3 or 4 LBs a day or your Cialis assisted tunnel pounding.

So what was it?

It was something to do with comfort. I found it very comfortable around her. When she’s not briefly nagging about her poverty and need of money, she is a silent person. (Having said that, her English is quite good.) Being pretty quiet myself, I was drawn to her silence. She is also a still person, laying in bed benignly with the occasional rollover, TV remote in hand, the odd throw of an arm about my torso. Vastly different from some ball of atomic catastrophe like Lisa, trashing the bed clothes, creating filth by the step, turning your room into a garbage dump.

She is also compliant. Happy to go with me wherever the lads wanted to eat or drink. Keen to go to new places (or at least she told me she hadn’t been before) like Rainbow Bar. Good around an old fart, not always demanding.

And don’t forget this: as you can see from her pix, she is stunningly beautiful. Despite the colours I am not keen on, I have to admit to her objective beauty. Brilliant bone structure in her head, especially those high cheek bones I adore. Big lips, though a bit pale. Lovely maxillary tooth row. Producing a cute smile. Nice full head of hair. Calm eyes, even if they don’t glow with cheek and tease. (I think it’s because they are too busy looking inside her own head, her soul, contemplating her financial situation.) Tiny titlets, little bumlets, a delightful 44 kg of slimness and thinness and wan willingness.

At this stage I can’t think of anything else. I reckon I’m somewhere near the mark anyway, with what I’ve just said. The Snow White mystery. Perhaps analysed enough for now. It twisted and tingled and turned my week, every day and night. Snow White and the 7 Warps.

O and by the way, in regard to the nuts & bolts bit of this as a TR, nothing much happened to me on the final 2 days and nights. Snow White and I made it 5 out 5 for sleeps, after we ate and partied a bit on each occasion at Rainbow, at a café over the road from Rainbow, at Candy, and some disco above the Riverside eatery on 118 St. A nice time.

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A pause in my thinking. Meanwhile a short interlude.

As PDogg, Soc999, bubba and I walked in the Rainbow Bar direction on Saturday evening, we heard a croke from the footpath. That a croke? I asked bubba. Sounds like it, he said. In the gloom I couldn’t tell, but the figure in question – who had emerged from a bar along the way (I think we were still in 136 St, and the bar may have been One Three Six, not sure) – came into view under the street lights. I uttered in amazement: it’s fucking Lisa.

Not sure bubba heard me, but the others, who had been walking talking 50m behind, were soon beside us and we formed a merry mob around this creature. You can read about the consequences of this encounter in Soc’s thread, where it appears Lisa is now a sanity free zone, someone to be avoided at all costs.

But, I will add for posterity: I had never seen Lisa look so good (physically). Red bar uniform top on, accentuating those magnificent titlets, hair done nicely, face gorgeous, without any of that white muck cadaverous makeup. Shame the body and the brain seem to have parted company.

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Alas you have expressed your pining well Ken. Makes me think of something I read awhile back. "She sometimes reminds me of a misty rose. Too soft to touch but much too lovely to leave alone."

It's good to be able to deeply connect with someone from time to time and bask in the comfort of their presence. Unfortunately these encounters are usually fleeting and difficult to hold on to. However, what they lack in duration they more than make up for in pleasure, satisfaction and peaceful well-being. They are the antidote to our inertia and keep us going.

Perhaps you can never go back. Is it really possible to experience anything again for the first time?

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Now, the consequences for Snow White. Remembering, or for those who have not followed the thread thus far informing, she works as a cashier in a GG bar. She herself is not employed as a bar girl. Though her boss is at ease with her going with any customer should they fancy each other.

I can think of the following possibilities; some of you no doubt know others.

She is a complete liar and doyadown, who has heaped bullshit on Ken, none of it turning out to be true. On with the usual fucking.

Ken is just another guy – seen his type before – who talks a good game, goes home and forgets her, so she, a girl jilted, goes back to the bar convinced life is no different post-Ken than before-Ken. She: indifferent.

Customers come and go, as they did before. She goes with some, rejects others. (She told me she had a track record of this choosiness – if she is to be believed.)

She has huge disillusionment over the week with Ken, regrets all the talk she went on with about loving him forever if he helped her (financially), so quickly re-engages with customers as above. Admonishes herself for her silliness with Ken.

She is happy with the week, and how things turned out. She goes back to work determined to give monogamy a chance, initially rejecting customer advances. Perhaps down the track she begins to feel Ken was a bum who has no intention of contacting her again. More of the above.

As above but Ken turns out not to be a bum. Monogamy continues a while longer.

Determined to have a good life for herself, she holds dearly plans to open a bank account, save money, and eventually start a business following further training. (She has done some initial training in nails and face, but had to stop for lack of funds.) With a tiny bit of air blown into her sails she turns with the wind and, sheets billowing, heads in this direction.

All these reduce to 2 mutually exclusive alternatives:

Life goes on as before; or

Life improves a little bit.

(I can’t see any scenario where she is worse off for having been with Ken.)

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There is defo Something About Snow White! :biggrin:

The phone pic captures that something!

Perhaps it's useful to ponder what works for you Ken. Would you like her to visit you in Vietnam? Her head on your shoulder every night? Lemme know if you want me to front her bus fare?

When visiting PP, will you forego Lulu in the afternoon? What about femboyz in Nam? The LOS?

If your ideal situ is to support her while simultaneously retaining your freedom, my guess is that's doable.

I'm sure there's lots of ways for both of you to get your needs met. Life is good! B)

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I always enjoy your writings Ken and this short TR was no exception :hi:

Interesting 'consequences', how true.

Thanks dc, yes interesting to ponder. I've got a few more thoughts yet before the TR is formally concluded. They're still coagulating in my head.

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There is defo Something About Snow White! :biggrin:

The phone pic captures that something!

Perhaps it's useful to ponder what works for you Ken. Would you like her to visit you in Vietnam? Her head on your shoulder every night? Lemme know if you want me to front her bus fare?

When visiting PP, will you forego Lulu in the afternoon? What about femboyz in Nam? The LOS?

If your ideal situ is to support her while simultaneously retaining your freedom, my guess is that's doable.

I'm sure there's lots of ways for both of you to get your needs met. Life is good! B)

There sure is something interesting my friend, as we discussed.

No VN visit at this stage.

I don't want to get too carried away too quick. Step by step.

I'm still wary, and will take things as they come over time, see what transpires.

I am pondering. I've got a few rough thoughts in my head, some of which I'll write here when they come together.

I would not see myself giving up Lulu, or VN or Sunee femboys. Does that make me a rat?

I have to think about all that. See where I'm at.

I hope it's doable. We'll see.

I am unsure about her, and about what she wants. Of course money ("you take care me").

But it aint that simple, and I'm not sure what more complicated and complex things are involved.

But yes, life is good (touch wood, go away Hubris).

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And the consequences for others?

These are pretty straightforward and opposite, as I see it anyhow.

Should Snow White be full of shit, like so many of our Southeast Asian beloveds are, filling our heads with words of love and their own pockets with our responses to that, then despite all she has said to me, she continues as before with her bar tactics. This means she remains available to those who go seeking her. With one caveat, she insisted to me that in the past she has been selective about who she will agree to go with. But she is there for nice guys who can go to her bar and convince her they are worthy.

On the other hand, if there is some chance that her words carry a degree of genuine meaning, and that all she repeated to me over the course of several days is more or less true, then she is for the moment off limits. I don’t want this spiel to get to a place where I sound big headed selfish territorial. But she did insist she loved me, claimed she could see the first night at the bar I was no ordinary customer (evidence: I had gone to the bar seeking her out; knew there was a LB cashier there; I knew her name), and as of my departure swore her faithfulness to yours unruly. If any of this is more than bullshit, it means she is no longer in the loop for those who might seek her out for fun or otherwise.

I guess only time will tell which way this will unfold. Like all good hypotheses, it can be put to the test.

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Finally, the consequences for me.

As I have explored through the thread, the biggest consequence has been a complete re-thinking, on my part, of the attributes I count as important in choosing the ideal LB. After several days of tossing this about across my synapses, I now realise there has been a dramatic downgrading of importance for former key attributes such as skin colour and cock colour. Complementing this has been an insertion of new key attributes such as comfort, compliance, silence.

It is also important to me now that she does not like to go with customers, does not want to prostitute herself unless it is absolutely necessary to her financial survival. I’ve not thought much about that before. For I quite enjoy whores. But here is a girl who eschews that lifestyle and much to my surprise, I find I’m proud of her.

Snow White, as you can see, has forced a complete shakeup of my perspective.

Of course, as I had emphasised in earlier posts, if she’s full of shit, then nothing changes. She goes off whoring as before. My future visits to PP are also as before: going with as many gals as one can find and enjoy. However, should she not be full of shit, then it looks like I am headed for a session – however long or brief no-one can know – of LB girlfriendom.

This has crept up on me, whacked me, given me a bit of a shock. It’s neither what I wanted nor what I sought. But it’s happened. In the laps of the gods strange things rise up.

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This has crept up on me, whacked me, given me a bit of a shock. It’s neither what I wanted nor what I sought. But it’s happened. In the laps of the gods strange things rise up.

I must admit there is something about SW that I can see attracts guys. She is not my type mind, too pale, one of the reason I like to get away from Ireland. But her smile and general demeanor could easily encourage the inquisitive mind for sure I reckon.

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I must admit there is something about SW that I can see attracts guys. She is not my type mind, too pale, one of the reason I like to get away from Ireland. But her smile and general demeanor could easily encourage the inquisitive mind for sure I reckon.

Not my type either Mate. As I repeated through the thread.

Give me those fearful black nightsticks with the cherry red glans popping out from beneath the hood every time.

But then hey, something magnetic happens, there's all sorts of talk, there's nights that go from interesting (at the beginning) to excellent at the end, there's "smile and general demeanour" as you say, and there's suddenly something more than my mind being encouraged.

By the time the sojourn ended I was showing her my pants, pointing to my groin, and saying: look.

To which she would reply with a shy gentle slap of my hardening lump if in public, or a big genital kiss if in the room.

And there I go, as I said above in a post, hapless iron filings...

But she aint no Lulu, mind.

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I am such a techno-moron. I am in dire straits of needing/wanting to call Snow White in PP, as I said I would, and can't get my cell phone to cooperate.

When I bought the damn thing I insisted it be a model capable of making international calls. I was assured it was. (There are many types of cheapies sold in VN that cannot do that.)

Return from PP on Sunday saw my former VN simcard gone past its useby date. So I purchased another, again insisting that it be capable of international dialling. The lad told me something I didn't understand (in VNese) but showed me on screen there was a proportion of the loot I paid dedicated to international calls. OK, I was satisfied.

But this past few days I have texted Snow White 5 or 6 times, each time getting told by the phone that message cannot be sent.

Have any of you technologically competent FMs any advice on this; what the problem might be?

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Have any of you technologically competent FMs any advice on this; what the problem might be?

I'm technologically incompetent but one possibilty is you're adding the country code 855 or +855 but not dropping the first 0 of her number.

Or you might try Skype Out.

I'm in between semesters so went down to Snooky for a week but when I get back to PP on Monday, I can tell her you're trying to call or I can give her some money to call you Ken.

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I'm technologically incompetent but one possibilty is you're adding the country code 855 or +855 but not dropping the first 0 of her number.

Or you might try Skype Out.

I'm in between semesters so went down to Snooky for a week but when I get back to PP on Monday, I can tell her you're trying to call or I can give her some money to call you Ken.

Thanks pd, much appreciated.

No, I have omitted the 0 from her number.

I am calling 00 (get out of VN), 855 (country code) then her number minus the initial zero.

Must be my phone.

I'll have to go ask the guy I got the sim from.

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The songs that spring to mind:

Private Dancer, Dancer for Money - Tina Turner. Asian version Phuong, was it? In the Quiet American.

Did ya ever have to make up ya mind - pick up on one and leave the other behind? Your heart gets stolen by some mousy little girl etc etc. - mental decay prevents me from nominating the band. Loving Spoonful?

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Really looking forward to this Ken! I'm actually going to do a 'PP' reckkie Oct/Nov (Looking for somewhere new to live), so this should be invaluable reading... And a lot of fun too!

Mate I haven't heard any more from you. I hope you are still looking for somewhere new to live, and also hope you take a liking to PP. Big Tel wants me in Pattaya in Nov-Dec. I'm there for him. But I told him I would be in PP also to be with you. Dixon Cox is also there so that should be excellent.

Keep us posted, nha?

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