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Out of all the things I’ve done in Thailand, making a real and lasting contribution to Thai society is what I’ve enjoyed most. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, I’m not one of these flower-power yoga hippy types that Chiang Mai has too many of (although I did have my good times in tantric sex and so on), but right now I’m talking about doing something very basic and essential for the less developed local girls in town, which is: teaching them English and imparting skills and knowledge to them that they will never forget for the rest of their lives.
Teaching English has been one of my favourite pretexts to lure a girl into my room for ages .. and, one of the most successful. Most Thai girls’ English is poor and they want to improve it, so this is the natural gateway to exchanging more, preferably in a private space. It’s been my trademark for a while to pick up a new girl for a first meeting and drive her straight to my room under the pretext of helping her with homework or teaching her English, which can be a fun and rewarding experience, especially when it involves deflowering the girl.
Bee was 17 when I started to chat with her and I made the mistake of not paying enough attention to her age when she was ready to be picked up a few weeks later. She lived a few blocks away in a government housing estate which is generally for poorer people so I knew I was doing something good for the lower echelons of Thai society.
At some stage during the chatting process, she started to call me ‘Teacher’, which I encouraged because it fosters some sense of a submissive relationship. She was obviously keen to learn, so after a while she was ready to come out and study with me. I said I had some text books in my room but when she came I couldn’t find anything suitable so I grabbed a guidebook about Chiang Mai. Never mind, at that time she was in, it didn’t really matter what book I’d put in her hands, I’d make her read it anyway no matter what the topic was.
Before fixing a time for pick up, I asked from her as her Teacher that she dress up as a student, which I find most exciting, the seducing black-and-white colours of the most desirable class of Thai society, but she said she didn’t have any such clothes so in the end we settled on her wearing a normal skirt, which I knew would increase the odds for me.
When I picked her up, luckily, she looked more or less like in the pictures: skinny but well-breasted with a cute face and an inviting skirt. We exchanged a short ‘hi’ and she stepped up to sit on the back of my scooter, a perhaps careless action which however decided her fate on that day and would perhaps make a lasting imprint on her for the rest of her life.
As we got to my building, we had to pass the lobby and to my misfortune the entire cleaning staff was taking a break on the sofa right in front of the elevator and witnessing me taking a very young girl up to my room. This cost me the disapproval rate of the cleaning ladies for weeks to come, every time they’d come to clean my room they were moody and much less friendly than before, but this price that I paid with the maids was worth it every satang even when I think of it now, and in the end the Thai mind forgets and forgives, especially when incentives are offered and needs are being fulfilled, so all that bad memory in the maids' minds has flown down the drain together with all the other dirt they see and clean every day.
Bee felt comfortable and eyed serious when she sat down on my sofa so I quickly went up to my bookshelves and grabbed the best book that could keep her busy: Exploring Chiang Mai, City, Valley & Mountains.
I gave her a drink and asked her to read some chapter that didn’t seem too difficult: The Flower Festival.
Bee started to read out loud and I paraded around like a real teacher while correcting her pronunciation and explaining some grammar structures to her. I’m actually really a lousy teacher and far from being a native speaker but hey, fate had brought us together in this private room and something had to be taught.
Bee on the other hand, was truly a keen student, but a bit too serious about studying to my taste so I said ‘hey you look a bit tensed up, I’ll massage your shoulders’ and, good for me, she didn’t showed too much resistance to that. She still didn’t resist too much when I changed position and started to massage her feet. I heard there are some erogenous zones down there, so I may have accidentally hit the right spots because Bee started to make more mistakes in her reading of The Flower Festival. I told her to concentrate and corrected her more strictly on pronunciation, I say a strict teacher is what does the job. It’s unbelievable but the youth nowadays can’t concentrate on one thing for more than 10 seconds anymore, their attention is totally scattered and neither can they multi-task like I was doing.
’The highlight’, not the ‘haylight’ I corrected her, ‘repeat after me and where is your concentration’, I bitched a bit to get her back on track.
She took a breath and pulled herself together, 'the highlight' it was and the story went on: 'beauty queens surrounded by flowers made a magical sight'.
Meantime, I was massaging my way up along her knees and her thighs, causing her to lose even more concentration and some eyebrowing but I remained firm in my determination to teach her proper English so 'the floats remain and the festival continues', I went on, not: 'the float remain and the festival continue'. Try to pronounce the ’s’ at the end of the word, I reminded her, it makes it sound much more like real English.
At this stage, Bee she started to breath a bit irregular and it was harder to get a correct spelling out her mouth, but she kept making an effort and really seemed to struggle with the words, a battle she would ultimately lose.
By now, my hands were already in her pelvic area and her output had reached a complete low with mispronounced sentences all over the place and floating concentration. When my hands finally reached their final destination, her already wet oyster, her sighs suggested a mix of letting go of her final resistance and relief as her body had anticipated and longed for the moment the language lesson would be over.
I don’t have to tell you what happened next, except that I deflowered her of course, although some guys claim that you never know, but I believe you can tell from a girl’s reactions, and in Bee’s case she clearly didn’t know much about the-birds-and-the-bees-and-the-flowers-and-the-trees, despite her name and the chapter I had been trying to teach her.
I see no greater pleasure than helping a girl reach ecstasy although that can sometimes be a challenge with virgins, but like I said it’s one of the most rewarding selfless services you can give back to the place you’re living in.
Bee left and I sweated for a night because I double-checked her age again on her profile (17!) but the next day she said she had turned 18 just three weeks ago, so I just escaped being imprisoned due to reports from the cleaning maids.
We chatted for another few weeks and I probed for another lesson, to my surprise she said she had enjoyed the lesson in particular the later parts which were new to her, but we never met again. Later she showed me some pictures of her and her new-found boyfriend, I guess she found true puppy love, and I chose to believe that my intervention in her so far short life had helped her in that matter: agreed, I wasn’t the true love of her life, but I taught her about (the difference between love and) lust and our experience had led her to her puppy love.
Simple, sometimes being the bad (wrong) guy helps a girl to find the good (right) guy and I humbly accept my role in that process.
Hunter
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 | Jungle Posted on August 28, 2023 at 09:29:44 What were you sweating about? Legal age of consent is fifteen in Thailand, is it not? I mean, you might get in trouble if your home country got wind of it, but the Kingdom don’t care, far as I know. |
 | Colin Posted on February 16, 2019 at 18:49:50 Iooking to make a good friend which could lead to more. |
 | Bobo Belinsky Posted on December 04, 2018 at 01:42:16 I don't really understand the desire and fascination to get virgins, much less being he who might deflower them. It's a damned big responsibility, more emotionally than elsewise and something I would tend to avoid. Moreover, I find it impossible to determine if a woman is a virgin or not. It's an interesting conceit to think one can, much like telling the difference between a Filipina, a Thai, a Cambodian, or spotting Ladyboys. Oh. Ladyboys. I can spot them easily enough, but not virgins. |
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