8.30 Friday night. Most people in the trendy city bar have come a straight from work and are now well on the way to being drunk.
I'm spawled on a lounge, the only guy not in a suit, in fact I'm in ripped jeans, an el cheapo jacket I picked up for approx $200 bhat in Bangkok and a pair of chuck taylors. I have two girls either side of me and have my arms spread out Christ-like along the backrest encompassing them all.
We are talking sex. "When they say that a man reaches his sexual peak at 19 they mean the amount of hormones in his system. Not his performance!"
The situation is unacceptable.
Across from me, beyond the small table littered with empty beer and ****atil glasses and full ashtrays is a skinny girl with terrible fashion sense. She has a hand on this guys knee and is leaning in towards him.
If it weren't for the fact that she keeps looking at me it would be a safe bet to say she is totally into this guy.
We've gotten lost in the game. Two proud confident people used to having the other sex bend over backwards for them.
She is always with her friends or a guy. Whenever I join her group she either runs off or starts a conversation with someone else.
She'll sit down next to me and then turn her back on me and talk to some one else... and then lean back against me.
She'll ignore me and then jump into my conversation with an overtly sexual comment.
She'll initiate kino and as soon as I reciprocate will walk away.
AND
If I am talking to another girl (or four) she'll be all over some other dude.
I realise I have fallen into the huge black pools that are her eyes again. Both the girls I am with and the guy she is with shift uncomfortably; they know they have lost us, that they don't really have our attention at all.
They don't know we are stuck in the game, neither of us prepared to be the one to call a truce and its getting worse; sooner or later one of us is going to **** one of these proxies to prove a point.
I want to go over and take her by the hand, lead her up stairs where her friend can't see, slam her against the wall, ravage her.
I wanna grab her next time she heads to the toilet and tell her "lets stop playing these stupid ****ing games..."
But I let things go too far. She (or any woman) could never admit that she is playing this game. Besides, I can't be the one to crack. Girls never understand this...
If I give her what she wants, if I am the one to call a truce then I have submitted to her, if I give her what she wants she won't want it any more.
Besides, I CANNOT reward this kind of behaviour.
My bestfriend's woman is going out with the girls, he's looking after the kids, some of the guys are going round his place to play some poker, smoke some cigars and drinks some beers.
This **** is going nowhere. The night is just heating up but I'm done with this ****. I'd rather hang with the boys then play this **** right now.
I finish off my beer, nod to the four girls and jet. As I walk out I glance back.
Her hands are off the guy's knee already, she's sitting up straight watching me. When she sees me look back at her I get my first genuine smile from her since these stupid ****ing games started.
Its about ten minutes too late.
In my head a voice has already shouted "next."
JJ
I'm spawled on a lounge, the only guy not in a suit, in fact I'm in ripped jeans, an el cheapo jacket I picked up for approx $200 bhat in Bangkok and a pair of chuck taylors. I have two girls either side of me and have my arms spread out Christ-like along the backrest encompassing them all.
We are talking sex. "When they say that a man reaches his sexual peak at 19 they mean the amount of hormones in his system. Not his performance!"
The situation is unacceptable.
Across from me, beyond the small table littered with empty beer and ****atil glasses and full ashtrays is a skinny girl with terrible fashion sense. She has a hand on this guys knee and is leaning in towards him.
If it weren't for the fact that she keeps looking at me it would be a safe bet to say she is totally into this guy.
We've gotten lost in the game. Two proud confident people used to having the other sex bend over backwards for them.
She is always with her friends or a guy. Whenever I join her group she either runs off or starts a conversation with someone else.
She'll sit down next to me and then turn her back on me and talk to some one else... and then lean back against me.
She'll ignore me and then jump into my conversation with an overtly sexual comment.
She'll initiate kino and as soon as I reciprocate will walk away.
AND
If I am talking to another girl (or four) she'll be all over some other dude.
I realise I have fallen into the huge black pools that are her eyes again. Both the girls I am with and the guy she is with shift uncomfortably; they know they have lost us, that they don't really have our attention at all.
They don't know we are stuck in the game, neither of us prepared to be the one to call a truce and its getting worse; sooner or later one of us is going to **** one of these proxies to prove a point.
I want to go over and take her by the hand, lead her up stairs where her friend can't see, slam her against the wall, ravage her.
I wanna grab her next time she heads to the toilet and tell her "lets stop playing these stupid ****ing games..."
But I let things go too far. She (or any woman) could never admit that she is playing this game. Besides, I can't be the one to crack. Girls never understand this...
If I give her what she wants, if I am the one to call a truce then I have submitted to her, if I give her what she wants she won't want it any more.
Besides, I CANNOT reward this kind of behaviour.
My bestfriend's woman is going out with the girls, he's looking after the kids, some of the guys are going round his place to play some poker, smoke some cigars and drinks some beers.
This **** is going nowhere. The night is just heating up but I'm done with this ****. I'd rather hang with the boys then play this **** right now.
I finish off my beer, nod to the four girls and jet. As I walk out I glance back.
Her hands are off the guy's knee already, she's sitting up straight watching me. When she sees me look back at her I get my first genuine smile from her since these stupid ****ing games started.
Its about ten minutes too late.
In my head a voice has already shouted "next."
JJ