Road Runner on Road Runner!

Hello Ladies, Gentlemen and Transsexuals,

This is the first of what may well be just a few occassional articles by me. After reading them you will probably wish there were less than a few!

As I wrote to Stogie Bear (I’m sure that should be Stoogie!) I plan on sticking to the less controversial things like politics, sex, religion etc. I still remember one columnist in a British car magazine who used to write about everthing except cars. Well he did mention them now and then. So I’m going to bore you with a column that doesn’t mention ladyboys well perhaps occassionally.

Well that’s enough of that ramble, I suppose it’s time to introduce myself. Despite my nickname I was born, brought up and still live in the UK. Blighty, this Septic Isle etc. I’m in my mid 40’s and work in what could be described as heavy transport. My job has given me the chance to travel round quite a lot of the world and meet all sorts of interesting and sometimes unusual people, only a few of whom are transsexuals.

One thing I found in my earlier travels as a hormonal teenager was just how beautiful and sexy Asian women are. I still find Asia and Asian women fascinating. I have no need of a excuse to fly there whenever I get the chance.

Why do you like ladyboys? A question asked of me by the lovely Jane who features so beautifully on the site. Aahhhhh Jane, Jane, Jane…………………….. oops, sorry! At the time I could not think of a simple answer. I still can’t. I can only give you an account of how I ended up discovering the delights of Bangkok and the ladyboys that live there.

When I was somewhat younger, I remember seeing some of those small hardcore pornography magazines that you only seemed to find in Holland and Germany then. You know the ones, with the really cheesy text in three languages - ‘he forced his huge dick up my hot, wet hole’. One featured a transsexual with latin looks in some compromising positions with a guy who was only slightly more hairy than she was. The pictures were probably about as un-erotic as it would be possible to get. Somehow I still found it a turn-on. But why should I be turned on by some bloke dressed as a women - was I gay? No I don’t think so. I find pictures of men about as erotic as watching paint dry. Still I found the whole idea a bit ‘dodgy’ and for a long time I never encountered any further pictures or even references to transsexuals.

A few years ago I was playing around with my new internet connection and found one of these search engine thingies - child with new toy! So - like you do - I tried entering all sorts of rude words - I did say child! One of the words that came to mind was transsexuals. After wading through all the pop-ups, does anyone like pop-ups?, these pictures started appearing of some beautiful asian ladies or rather ladyboys. I was hooked. It almost became an obsession (no pun intended), it still is in some ways.

At this time Jon’s site was not around. There were several sites featuring transsexuals, some of them were so badly managed that they folded. One, most notably, featured Asian transsexuals and still does. At the time one of its features was a particularly friendly and active forum. Several of the ‘hard core’ of members who are now on Jon’s site used to belong to that particular site and post on the forum. Blue Ballz covered the reasons leading them to move across in his column, so I won’t repeat it here. I carefully read every post in that forum and any other information I could find. I produced my own guide to where I wanted to go and my ‘shopping list’ of girls. Yes I still have a shopping list and I’m doing my best to work through it. I keep getting side tracked though!  After a few more months I finally got off my backside and went to Bangkok. Something I should have done years before!

So here I was in Bangkok, timidly hanging around outside the Casanova bar. Finally I plucked up enough courage to go in. As I sat down inside, I immediately had several girls descend on me. One of them was the Mamasan, someone who I had fantisised about for months from her pictures.  I’ll spare you the sordid details - yes I know you want to hear them but I’m not going to tell! She is a person with a good heart, Jai Dee  as the Thai’s would say but we are just not the right match. Suffice to say forget about the fantasies, go and find someone you are attracted to in real life!

One aside it’s interesting how their clitties often appear larger in the photographs than they are in real life! Aahhhh how I love those clitties……..

After this I largely threw the shopping list out the window and started dropping into the bars to see who I fancied. This was a much more sensible move. A short while after Obsessions opened I met up with a young lady - I say met up with - she leapt on me when I sat down and started poking her tounge in my ear! I still make a point of going to say hello to her when I am in Bangkok. At one time she introduced me to another of my fantasies - again not the experience I hoped for.

The moral - the pictures don’t lie, but they can only ever tell part of the story.

For those of you who would like to go and live the dream - it’s not a dream! Air fares are cheaper than they have ever been. Internet search engines allow you to find and book airfares and  hotel accommodation in minutes. Book your flights and hotels outside the normal tourist season and you can save a fortune. If you want information read the forum. Ask questions - even if you post as anonymous, someone will answer. For everyone that asks a question, there are probably 10 others who would like to ask it but don’t wan’t to appear stupid.

I’m stupid - I just ask lots of questions! Whoever said Road Runners were bright!
 
Oh yes the nickname - it was thought up by a collegue I had the pleasure of working with some years ago. I walk fast and I used to keep coming up behind him when he was skiving off. I could always catch up with him wherever he went to hide, he never seemed to be able to find me.

Funny - thinking about it he had the same sort of rumpled care-worn look as Wily E. Coyote!

More soon...