the third sex

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.Here is another story from Sergeant Shameless in which, I am sad to say, he fully lives up to his name.

“Ladyboys are like beer. The first time you have one, it tastes weird. So, you have a few more and you get hooked on the stuff.

I earned my “shameless” badge because of my wild antics with ladyboys (and ladies!). But it was not always like that. Today, I would like to tell you about my first ladyboy experience, which was not exactly fireworks but opened the door into a new experience realm (and not just sexual experience).

Like many a farang, I had been going to Bangkok to indulge in two-girl body massages, beer counter blowjobs, Thermae longtimes, and, for a while, even had a proper Thai real lady girlfriend (who made more money than me). Like many a straight farang, I openly dismissed ladyboys as gayish freaks-of-nature and cringed at the thought of inadvertently hooking up with one of the totally passable post-ops.

Yet, at the same time I could not help but be intrigued by the ladyboys. In my forays into Nana Plaza, I used to stare across from the now-closed Woodstock at the Casanova ladyboys, and eventually was enticed into their bar. In those days, they would openly play with their cocks and mine and shove their plastic tits on my face to lick. But, in the end, I would pay for a couple of lady drinks and leave alone.

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