amiracle666
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So, this is quite a long and fucked up story to say the least. A story that has a better plot than a your average Hollywood blockbuster. Trust me.
I've told my friends and family and the general reaction is "HOLY SHITTTTT". So I thought, why not share it with the world.
NOTE: Can you guess the end before you finish reading?
So let's go back a year. January 2018. I decided that I was going to solo travel Southeast Asia for a few months. I spent my first five weeks in Thailand and then decided it was time to move on to Vietnam. My flight was from Bangkok to Ho Chi Minh city, a one hour journey. As any thirsty male in his mid-twenties, every-time I boarded a plane, I yearned for a fantasy, which I'd woo a hot girl that sat next to me. Not to my surprise, this would never happen... Until this very flight.
I took my seat, and eventually two hot Asian girls sat next to me. I briefly spoke to one and found out that she was actually Vietnamese, flying back to her city after a work trip. The drinks trolley came by and I ordered a coffee. I tried to pay with Thai currency but they wouldn't accept it. I whipped out my bank card but hey ho, they didn't have a card reader. I stared at the hot coffee in-front of me thinking to myself... "this is awkward". But that's when mimi, the girl next to me, offered to pay. What a babe.
So anyway, we got talking and I told her I was solo travelling blah blah blah... We instantly clicked. I offered to take her out for a coffee in return to her paying for mine. Smooth right? It worked. We exchanged numbers and a few days later met up for coffee. Coffee led us to dinner, dinner led us to a bar, that bar led us to a second bar and so on. We ended up flirting and eventually kissing. She had to go home though. Fair enough.
Some days pass and she messages me, she tells me that she's got a hotel booked for two days, she tells me that it will be a weekend that i'll remember forever. So, at this point, I'm thinking, I've either struck gold here, or, she's gonna drug me and sell my kidneys on the black market. I was a little hesitant at first but I went for it anyway.
The cultural relationship between man and woman in Vietnam is nothing like I've seen elsewhere. I got to the hotel, she unpacked my 60 litre backpack, washed my clothes, ironed and folded them. Even at night, I'd go to brush my teeth and there would be toothpaste already on it. We'd go for dinner and she'd feed me. Sex was incredible, she was wild. She was the first girl to lick my gooch ( the spot between your balls and ass hole ). Do you have any idea how nice that feels?
Those few days of bliss passed and I left the city to travel the North of Vietnam. We said our farewells and that was it. I eventually fly back to the United Kingdom and we keep in touch for a year. Just a message once or twice a week etc. My plan was to return to Vietnam in January 2019 and work in International Business Development for BOBT. Vietnam's economy is the fastest growing in the whole of Southeast Asia, the career prospects here are incredible. Lifestyle to living ratio is unbelievable and you can pretty much do whatever the fuck you want here.
Worth a mention, I met Mimi's best friend Lynn during the weekend I stayed with her. She was cool, we'll get to her in a bit.
So, a year passes. January 13th and i'm flying back to Vietnam with a dream job in hand. Mimi can't wait to see me, and to be honest, I'm pretty excited to see her again. I started in the north this time, Hanoi, and worked my way down. I organised a little getaway with Mimi in a city called Da Nang. We spent five nights together and it was amazing. She had to get a plane back to Ho Chi Minh and I carried on travelling south til I got there too, stopping by all the towns and cities on the way.
A little side note. Mimi told me she was 27 years old and lived with her family. In Vietnam, when you're a woman, you don't leave home until you're married. We would continue to see eachother at my apartment. She would tell her parents that she had "work trips". It was our little thing. I started getting feelings for her, I can't lie about that. During this time, I was getting pretty close to her best friend Lynn. She and I clicked like we were twin flames, we hung out a lot, she smoked weed so we'd always find common grounds no matter what we were doing.
I started to feel as if Mimi was hiding something from me. It was just a gut feeling. My gut is always right, I trust it more than anything. Things didn't match up with Mimi sometimes she'd post Instagram stories of her doing things that didn't match what she told me. I thought, she's probably seeing another guy or something.
A few days later I met up with Lynn again. I asked her about Mimi, I asked her what she was hiding.
Lynn gave me a strange look and laughed. She told me that Mimi isn't hiding anything. Days kept passing and I got even closer with Lynn. One night, we were both pretty drunk and she said "I'll tell you what Mimi is hiding". She didn't though, she did the whole "pretend I never said anything". Fast forward a week, and we're chilling on my balcony smoking a joint.
At this point, I'd say that Lynn was my best friend out here and Mimi was a friends with benefits with a little more type of girl. I kept pestering Lynn for answers. Eventually, she broke. She said she would tell me if I promised not to say anything. I promised.
My instincts before she told me were that she was seeing another guy, or that she was abused as a child or something. Wrong.
Lynn asks me, "When you have sex with her, you keep the lights off right?" I said "Yeahh..." She continued "When you have sex with her, she doesn't let you touch her stomach right?" At this point, I was kind of freaked out because this was also correct. Mimi had a great body so I always wondered why she never let me touch her lower abdomen area, I never asked though.
It turns out that Mimi was not 27, she did not live with her parents. Mimi is 34 years old, married and has a 6 year old son. She has a scar on her lower abdomen, a c-section mark from when she gave birth. I was totally fucked, in denial at first but she showed me pictures of her and her family, her son etc.
Lynn told me because she didn't want to see me hurt. Since then, I haven't spoken to Mimi much. I never confronted her about it because I didn't want to ruin their relationship.
How fucked up is that???????????????????
I've told my friends and family and the general reaction is "HOLY SHITTTTT". So I thought, why not share it with the world.
NOTE: Can you guess the end before you finish reading?
So let's go back a year. January 2018. I decided that I was going to solo travel Southeast Asia for a few months. I spent my first five weeks in Thailand and then decided it was time to move on to Vietnam. My flight was from Bangkok to Ho Chi Minh city, a one hour journey. As any thirsty male in his mid-twenties, every-time I boarded a plane, I yearned for a fantasy, which I'd woo a hot girl that sat next to me. Not to my surprise, this would never happen... Until this very flight.
I took my seat, and eventually two hot Asian girls sat next to me. I briefly spoke to one and found out that she was actually Vietnamese, flying back to her city after a work trip. The drinks trolley came by and I ordered a coffee. I tried to pay with Thai currency but they wouldn't accept it. I whipped out my bank card but hey ho, they didn't have a card reader. I stared at the hot coffee in-front of me thinking to myself... "this is awkward". But that's when mimi, the girl next to me, offered to pay. What a babe.
So anyway, we got talking and I told her I was solo travelling blah blah blah... We instantly clicked. I offered to take her out for a coffee in return to her paying for mine. Smooth right? It worked. We exchanged numbers and a few days later met up for coffee. Coffee led us to dinner, dinner led us to a bar, that bar led us to a second bar and so on. We ended up flirting and eventually kissing. She had to go home though. Fair enough.
Some days pass and she messages me, she tells me that she's got a hotel booked for two days, she tells me that it will be a weekend that i'll remember forever. So, at this point, I'm thinking, I've either struck gold here, or, she's gonna drug me and sell my kidneys on the black market. I was a little hesitant at first but I went for it anyway.
The cultural relationship between man and woman in Vietnam is nothing like I've seen elsewhere. I got to the hotel, she unpacked my 60 litre backpack, washed my clothes, ironed and folded them. Even at night, I'd go to brush my teeth and there would be toothpaste already on it. We'd go for dinner and she'd feed me. Sex was incredible, she was wild. She was the first girl to lick my gooch ( the spot between your balls and ass hole ). Do you have any idea how nice that feels?
Those few days of bliss passed and I left the city to travel the North of Vietnam. We said our farewells and that was it. I eventually fly back to the United Kingdom and we keep in touch for a year. Just a message once or twice a week etc. My plan was to return to Vietnam in January 2019 and work in International Business Development for BOBT. Vietnam's economy is the fastest growing in the whole of Southeast Asia, the career prospects here are incredible. Lifestyle to living ratio is unbelievable and you can pretty much do whatever the fuck you want here.
Worth a mention, I met Mimi's best friend Lynn during the weekend I stayed with her. She was cool, we'll get to her in a bit.
So, a year passes. January 13th and i'm flying back to Vietnam with a dream job in hand. Mimi can't wait to see me, and to be honest, I'm pretty excited to see her again. I started in the north this time, Hanoi, and worked my way down. I organised a little getaway with Mimi in a city called Da Nang. We spent five nights together and it was amazing. She had to get a plane back to Ho Chi Minh and I carried on travelling south til I got there too, stopping by all the towns and cities on the way.
A little side note. Mimi told me she was 27 years old and lived with her family. In Vietnam, when you're a woman, you don't leave home until you're married. We would continue to see eachother at my apartment. She would tell her parents that she had "work trips". It was our little thing. I started getting feelings for her, I can't lie about that. During this time, I was getting pretty close to her best friend Lynn. She and I clicked like we were twin flames, we hung out a lot, she smoked weed so we'd always find common grounds no matter what we were doing.
I started to feel as if Mimi was hiding something from me. It was just a gut feeling. My gut is always right, I trust it more than anything. Things didn't match up with Mimi sometimes she'd post Instagram stories of her doing things that didn't match what she told me. I thought, she's probably seeing another guy or something.
A few days later I met up with Lynn again. I asked her about Mimi, I asked her what she was hiding.
Lynn gave me a strange look and laughed. She told me that Mimi isn't hiding anything. Days kept passing and I got even closer with Lynn. One night, we were both pretty drunk and she said "I'll tell you what Mimi is hiding". She didn't though, she did the whole "pretend I never said anything". Fast forward a week, and we're chilling on my balcony smoking a joint.
At this point, I'd say that Lynn was my best friend out here and Mimi was a friends with benefits with a little more type of girl. I kept pestering Lynn for answers. Eventually, she broke. She said she would tell me if I promised not to say anything. I promised.
My instincts before she told me were that she was seeing another guy, or that she was abused as a child or something. Wrong.
Lynn asks me, "When you have sex with her, you keep the lights off right?" I said "Yeahh..." She continued "When you have sex with her, she doesn't let you touch her stomach right?" At this point, I was kind of freaked out because this was also correct. Mimi had a great body so I always wondered why she never let me touch her lower abdomen area, I never asked though.
It turns out that Mimi was not 27, she did not live with her parents. Mimi is 34 years old, married and has a 6 year old son. She has a scar on her lower abdomen, a c-section mark from when she gave birth. I was totally fucked, in denial at first but she showed me pictures of her and her family, her son etc.
Lynn told me because she didn't want to see me hurt. Since then, I haven't spoken to Mimi much. I never confronted her about it because I didn't want to ruin their relationship.
How fucked up is that???????????????????
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