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Coming in Cardiff

I receive so many emails asking me if I know of ladyboys in the sender’s vicinity. Usually, I don’t. Well, I do get asked about some odd places. However, the email below, quoted with the sender’s permission, is heartening! If you live in an area where you are sure there are no ladyboys but you are desperate to find one, I suggest you carry out a systematic search. You are never sure what you may find.

“I have become increasingly curious about Thai ladyboys but I had never met one. I surfed the net and found your site. Many of the ladyboys are so pretty and feminine, often prettier than normal women and so much nicer than the Western transsexual.

Only last week in the small ads section of the escort listing in my local newspaper I came across an ad from a Thai ladyboy. I decided to call the number and find out more!!

The ladyboy spoke very poor English and could not give directions so a local guy came to the phone and told me how to get there. The area is not a nice one and the idea of a guy being in the house worried me a bit but I decided to go for it.

Upon arrival the local guy opened the door and smiled and showed me to a room. Inside was a Thai ladyboy with long black hair, tall, very slim, nice face and wearing long black boots and kinky black leather gear. We had a small chat and then got down to sex.

I asked her to strip naked…nice body, no boobs and normal sized in the downstairs department. She asked me what position I wanted her, and then we were off for a mind-blowing experience. For me, it was a fantasy come true.

My first time ever with a ladyboy. Gone are the nerves or hang ups…so Thailand here I come for rounds 2, 3, 4, 5, and more.

RJ, Cardiff, Wales”

So, if you can find a Thai ladyboy in Welsh Wales, I am sure you can find one anywhere. Check out the escorts section of your local press, or better still search the internet. Find the special interest groups. Get to know a Thai or two, because the network will reach to everyone in your country.

There is a footnote to this brief story. Mr Jones actually made it to Thailand. I met up with him in the coffee shop of his hotel. “Where do you suggest I go first?” he asked. I said Obsession, in Nana Plaza, was his best bet. There is a good selection of girls, and you don’t get the usual pestering of a group of LBs when you walk in.

So Jones the Bonk went there that very evening. Next day he called me, goggle-eyed even over the phone.

“I cannot believe it,” he lilted. “I have just had a life-altering experience!”

That’s what ladyboys do for you.

A Hard Days Night

asian shemale beautyLadyboys, as anyone who has spent any time with them will know, tend to exist in a different time zone to the rest of us.

I mention this because a few nights ago I was woken up at 2:30am by a ladyboy friend knocking at my door. She had recently come up from the South of Thailand to take a job with one of the cabaret shows in Bangkok, and was having trouble with sleeping accommodation. There was no phone call first: she suddenly appeared complete with suitcase, serene in the knowledge that I would probably be wide-awake and ready for a meal and gossip.

She got the accommodation but other than that my response was a grumpy one, especially when an hour later she woke me again demanding I help her look for her script.

Some years ago I fulfilled a fantasy by installing a ladyboy friend, for whom I really had the hots, in a small apartment, keeping her as a mistress, as it were. The apartment was in a little soi near the Chinese embassy, a neat bolthole that I planned to use for afternoon trysts when I could get away from the daily routine.

After she had settled in and I had supplied all the necessities like a TV and a mobile phone, I decided to spend my first night with her. I had visions of a comfortable cuddle and the sheer pleasure of a warm body next to mine, wonderful lazy sex in the morning, and then setting off dutifully for a day in the office.

By 1am, I was ready to go to sleep, and turned off the light. As if on cue, the phone rang. It was two of my girl’s ladyboy friends, who turned up a few minutes later. “Is it okay I go with them eating?” she asked me, and off they went for noodles and gossip. She arrived back at about 4am and decided to listen to some music. By 6am she was ready for bed and I was thinking about getting up. Needless to say, there was no wonderful lazy sex.

Thinking that this might have been just an odd night, I tried sleeping over again a couple of nights later. Just as I was settling down, the phone rang. A few minutes later there came a tap-tap at the door. Her friends had actually been downstairs in the lobby. They had brought food with them. A mat was spread on the floor and the food laid out. I retreated under the bedclothes and tried to sleep while they ate and gossiped.

I did try sleeping over several times afterwards and each time it was the same, with variations. Of course, this had a corollary. Because my girl was awake all night, it followed that she was asleep most of the day. I quickly found that calling from the office before lunchtime was pointless. The afternoons were a bit hit and miss, too. Sometimes she would fall asleep while she was on the phone to me, and I’m not that boring.

When I tried to break the cycle by suggesting she go to beauty school, she pouted. It was too far away. Why not get a job working in a beauty salon? “They wouldn’t pay me enough.” I pointed out it didn’t matter because I already gave her an allowance. Why didn’t she go and see her friends during the daytime? “They asleep.”

The relationship eventually soured, much to my disappointment, because I really liked her. She couldn’t understand why. She simply saw nothing odd about staying up all night and sleeping all day. The fact that other people, me for example, worked daytimes was a foreign notion to her, if she ever thought about it.

Earlier, I mentioned my ladyboy friend from the South. She found a room a couple of days later, and I heaved a sigh of relief when she moved out. But that night, at 1:30am, there was a knock on my door. She had left her hair dryer behind. No, she didn’t think it odd to turn up in the middle of the night to retrieve it.