Posted on Wednesday 6th of May 2020 03:56:01 PM
This article is about my ladyboy. If you ever wanted to find out more about Thailand and dating girls from there, this is for you. Read more of my ladyboy:
My girlfriend is from Thailand. When I first met her, she was 19 years old and a little shy and shy. We started talking and it all started to work out. She came up to my room at 2am and slept in the same bed as me. I'd always been fascinated with girls in their 20s (I was 28 at the time) and I was just in love with the idea of being with a girl older than my own age. She was more of a lady, older than me, and also more sexually active than me. That was a good combination for me. When I met her, she came up to me and said, "I don't really like my mommies that much anymore, you know." I thought she was being serious because she had just lost her mother at 14. I said, "I think you're being serious. It's good for you that she wants out of the house and doesn't have you around." I wasn't going to lie to her. She said, "I think so too, you know." The problem with that, of course, is she didn't want to leave her parents. "It's just a bad thing. My dad's so nice. My mom's just really, really bad." I knew that, because she told me. Then it was going to be the rest of her life before she would get out. So I said, "Ok, now you're thinking about it. Maybe you should get out of the house and find a job." "What do you mean?" "You should get a job. You can find one." My dad said, "My job isn't that good. I can't get laid often." It wasn't that. It was the fact that he wasn't getting laid often that made me really angry. I wasn't going to let my dad go through this. I was going to do it. I couldn't afford not to. My first step was to start making my own way around the city. I had a job as a clerk at a bank. The cashier, a guy in his mid-forties, was very tall, with a very long and thin body, and he wore a suit that fit like a glove. He had big green eyes and a big smile. He said hello to me on the elevator and I was so happy I let him kiss me on the lips. He had just returned to work from the hospital, and he was wearing a white lab coat with a white shirt, a red tie and a blue-green checkered sweater. He didn't want me to have to explain what I was doing with a black suit, so I just kept saying, "Hello," and "Oh, how are you doing?" I was so nervous I was having trouble walking. When I got home, I said to my friend, "Hey, is it true you can kiss on the lips in Thailand?" He asked if it was true and I replied, "Yes," and he looked at me and said, "It is?" He was so surprised he laughed, and I told him it was true. He told me that it wasn't my job, and that he couldn't do anything about it, so I told him to tell my parents and his sister, and then he went on his way. That was the first time I really thought I was doing things right. So now, whenever I get to the airport to fly anywhere in the world, I say to myself, "It's okay if he kisses me, he doesn't have to tell anybody." And I go ahead and kiss the ladies on the way back. I always have a few friends over and, I always make sure to bring my friend a little chocolaty candy that she's never seen before. She usually loves it, and then she says, "How's your little black suit?" And I'm like, "Yes, sir."
Is your brother in any of your movies? I know he's not in any of the other movies. And if he is, then why does he have to be so mean to his mother, or whatever it is.
A. Yes, he is. He was always in the movies. We didn't always talk to each other, though. And we never had sex. He got me pregnant once. I think it was the first time I've ever seen him get pregnant. I know, it's a bad joke, but it's true. I remember I was in college and he was having a baby crisis. I was trying to find out what was wrong with him, but he had already lost his virginity. I felt a lot of guilt about that, and I think that's why it was so hard to be attracted to him at first. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. If you want to know how it worked out, that's a story for a different time and place. You can go read that here.
I'll let you decide for yourself.
After that, I had a long period of my life where I couldn't really make friends at school, and I was lonely and sad and felt pretty lost. I couldn't tell anyone about it, or even tell my mom about it. She was always really good at comforting me and supporting me in that, but it always seemed like she was not a big fan of my girl play, and I don't really like her. That's just how it was. So for the longest time, I just didn't have much else going on in my life. I wasn't going out and hanging out with other girls. I was in school. And I couldn't talk to them. I couldn't tell them anything. I just felt like I wasn't good enough. So I kept myself to myself. I'm a straight-up girl. I'm not the sort of girl you get into trouble with, who's always thinking about you, or someone who'll give you advice on what to do in a certain situation, or who's not so much into it, you know? I just thought "Oh, well I'm just not that special.