I was flying back into Manila one night and my flight had been delayed. I’d spent the day trying to hook up something for when I arrived, but I guess she got bored of waiting and I was left to my own devices.
Late Flight Karaoke Party
A boy walks into a brothel…
…and comes out a monger.
I want to talk about the first time. Because this was the moment, maybe the lightning bolt that opened up my mind (much like LSD) to the possibilities of the pleasures of the flesh. I was a young man, not much more than 20 years old and had just moved to the big city. [In retrospect the city wasn’t that big after all considering the populations of the places I frequent now.]
A work in progress
Hi and thanks for reading. I hope we get to know each other as you read about the shit I get up to. This has been a work in progress over many years and I’m trying my hardest to collate some exploits together for the pure entertainment of you, dear reader. To be honest I probably don’t give a fuck. I’m writing this to get out some of the stuff that’s been in my head for a while and to maybe give me something to pass on to the ol’ grandkids.