ys, but for wildness go to Bangkok. It’s where I bought boy number 54, in a pair of Calvin Klein white underpants in a very hard-core gay bar. The idea is that you buy a boy to have sex with him. I didn’t, but we took him out for the night and he became our guide to the Bangkok where tourists never normally go.
We went to a place where men stand on the bar and masturbate in front of you. Then there are the lady-boys who expel nuts from their anuses (or maybe it’s their vaginas?). The nuts are attached to pins, and they fly out across the room and burst balloons. The clubs with women are mad, too. You’re sitting there with 80 Thai women around your feet.
Oooh…isn’t Tracey naughty, boys and girls? She doesn’t just go to gay bars, she goes to very hard-core gay bars. But really, you know, at heart she’s a good girl: you buy a boy to have sex with him. I didn’t.
Hunter S Thompson may have gone off in his later years, but he deserves better than this.
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