Sometimes I make porn and stuff. Sometimes I just ramble.
Minus the used rubber on the tube and the void of natural heavy hanging tits, this is my kind of woman. Broke, messy, strung out, sexy, naked and with a big knife! My guess is that she’s a stripper.
I’d marry this dysfunctional whore.
2006 was the year of the Heathen.
In Asia it will soon be the turn of the new year. Not by their calendar, but by ours and it is the American way to say that’s all that matters.
I can honestly say that 2006 flashed by me in a blink of an eye, and a squirt of a cumshot.
We worked too much. I’m not sure exactly how much content we shot, but it was a lot. Many, many, many DVDs worth. For me, 2006 is one cum shot after another and one immigration line after another.
While I made a lot of money in 2006, I lost touch with a few friends along the way. It’s a shame how that works out.
With the help of a few good women, I made a couple of babies. Most of which never took their first breath. Not the first time I have been with a woman who had an abortion, but it still weighs on my soul sometimes. An ex-girlfriend of mine had an abortion and I went into the room with her during the process. The sound of the device while sucking out a child, the vacuum I assume they call it, was almost too much to deal with. She was crying, “you’re killing my baby.” It was heavy.
I’m getting off track.
With the help of my brother from another mother, I started a new business. It’s still in it’s infancy, but 2007 looks like it’s going to be a good year. I can’t wait to pay Uncle Sam more of my hard earned money. He and his wife are the only married couple I know who appear to be happy. Not good odds for those of you idiots who are getting married in 2007.
I caught Gonorrhea once. OK, twice. Those Asian strains are som bitches to get rid of as they have grown resistant to the standard meds used to clear up the drip. You learn something new every day don’t ya?
When I go back to the USA, I feel like a stranger now. I don’t know where anything is in my apartment anymore. I can’t find all the light switches in the dark. But the trade off to forgetting where your light switches are, is an incredible apartment in Thailand with an ocean view.
I spent time in Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Philippines & Singapore. Fucked whores in all of them. That’s not my purpose for travel but it does help me waste the time after I’m done doing the tourist shit or adventure roaming. So I did get around in 2006, literally, and had to have 20 more pages added to my passport after getting refused departure in Cambodia for not having a single place for them to place an exit stamp. They refused to stamp the very back because it has an autograph of Kid-Rock on it.
During this miserable experience in Cambodia, I sent a text message to a friend of mine and got this reply: “cool. find a whore 2 fuck while you r there.”
Whore mongers to the end.
One night out drinking I lost a shoe and didn’t notice it until I was sobering up and it was long gone. That morning I held onto my bed and vomited out of control, minus a shoe, as the room twirled out of control. That was the last time I went drinking with Jscott and Dugmor.
I met some great new friends. Met some strange fuckers and a few people who I would rather not see again. I also grew a deep hatred for the incredibly rude middle eastern pricks who have invaded Thailand. I call Jihad on them and their hypocritical ways.
We were chased by the cops. I paid off some cops. Someone went to jail.
My baby brother got his Real Estate license while I was out of the country. That came by surprise and added to the reality check of me getting older. That check first came when he turned 30 this year. How does your little brother turn 30? Wow. But I’m very proud of him. Very proud.
My mom found a new boyfriend (she has been single for a while) and is in Love. I have never seen her so happy in my entire life. They even got tattoos like white trash hillbillies. He likes porn, smokes weed, and thinks I have the best job in the word. I’m happy for her and as long as she’s happy… that’s all that matters to me. Go mom! 2006 was a kick as year for her.
Kman tied the knot with a woman. I repeat, Kman tied the knot with a woman. I don’t think I need to go into detail on the magnitude of this for those of you who know him, but for those of you who don’t, it’s as close to Hell freezing over as they come. Speaking of… the above pic is how he gets down. Respect. Please note, there is only one female in that photo.
I wish I could say I did more this year, but it was mostly spent working, traveling or breaking international laws. However, if I had to sum up 2006 in a word… Whores.
So what will I do this year for new years? First I will tell you what I won’t do, and that is a repeat of what I did last year on new years. In fact, I spent it with the same guys that I lost my shoe with (Jscott & Dugmor) and spent it in a drunken stupor barebacking some chubby Thai hooker with ENORMOUS tits on the piss covered bathroom floor of a Go-Go Bar in Pattaya. < insert joke about the first case of 2006 Gonorrhea here > I can assure you I won’t be doing that again.
This year I will be sitting at home, in Kentucky, watching the world have fun on TV. It’s cold and wet. But to be honest, how can I top last year?
Happy New Years to all of you!!! I would tell you to be safe, but we both know there is no fun in that. Safety is for pansies and men named Shelia. Have unprotected sex with a stranger. Lose a shoe. Lose your pants. Get shit faced and drive home. Some of you just laughed, some just thought I was being irresponsible for saying that but we all know it’s reality and it’s going to happen.
HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!
At about 4am this morning I was stuck under a ledge outside of a 7-11 while it was raining sideways. It just so happened that also stuck with me was 6 bar girls who were all getting on a little digital scale to see how many kilos they weigh. It only costs 1 baht (less than 3 cents) to do this and it occupies the whores.
I’m watching these fuck pigs giggle and try to guess the others weight. Being bored out of my skull I jumped in and asked them how many kilos they thought I weighed. A few giggles and then the guesses started… 98, 102, 105, 95, 100 and 99.
All wrong.
I know this because I was on the scale last night, but I felt like fucking with these girls because anyone who has spent any amount of time here knows how much Thai people LOVE to gamble.
I asked them if they wanted to put money on it and without a seconds thought they all said yes. After some hustling, I was able to get them up to 400 baht (about $10 USD) each, which is a chunk of change for a fat bar girl. The deal was that if any of them guessed my weight, I would pay them 400 baht each. However, if they were all wrong, they would all pay me 400 baht. It was a deal.
We all got out our money and let a moto bike taxi driver hold it. That was a stupid thing to do but it was raining so hard I had doubts that he would run with it, and he didn’t. But he was equally curious to see how much this fat falang weighed.
I asked them again, one at a time, how much they thought I weighed.
98… 102… 105… 95… 100 and 99, they said.
I didn’t have change on me so one of the pigs paid for for the scale. They all started pushing me to get on the scale so I stepped on it. The scale sang it’s little song and displayed “107.5 Kilos” in a bright red digital font. Booyah! I win. I may be a pig myself, but to beat a Thai girl in any game is a great accomplishment.
The girls piss and moan but the taxi driver hands me the money and I walk away just as the rain is letting up. I was able to get around 20 feet down the sidewalk when I see a girl I just had to short-time. So right in front of the losers, I told this girl I wanted to take her to a short-time room and to bring her friend. I’d would pay them each 1000 baht if they fucked me and each other. Deal. You know the rest of that story.
To recap… I won a bet, fucked two girls, watched a lesbian show and still had 400 baht in my pocket. Tonight was a good night.
I think I found a new hustle in the Land Of Smiles. I’m going to start hanging out around town at all the baht scales and hustle drunk bitches for my time money. So if you see a chubby white guy always hanging out at the scales… that’s me. Come up and place your bet.
I had a good day today and didn’t even have to scream or abuse any Thai people. Baby steps.
Anyhoo… I have three types of women that flip my trigger and cause me to act stupidly without thought or any regard to life or limb.
* Not in order of importance *
1) MILFS: (Mom I’d Like to Fuck) sexy moms around 28 years and older.
2) Teens: 18 – 19 years old. Young, fit girls with tight bodies and very little experience.
3) Super Whores: A girl of any age who will do just about anything, at any time, with no questions asked.
Please humor me while I discuss the pros and cons of each, then you can discuss amongst yourself.
Eye Candy
Without question teens win this one. A MILF can be sexy with a set of big floppy tits and a fat ass, but when your looking at a little spinner bouncing on your cock with little A or B cups and a bald beaver… that was what Willis was talkin’ ’bout. Firm bodies, tight stomachs, perky little tits, fresh faces, and bubble butts. I’m sporting about 92% wood right now just thinking about it.
Super whores can sometimes be good eye candy because they know how to dress to kill. That is a job requirement of a super whore. They also know how to flaunt it in the sack to turn you on. Another job requirement. It is as if their only purpose on this planet is to milk the cum out of cocks.
MILFs are sexy and sometimes when I am craving fat tits, they are also good eye candy, but when it comes to eye cancy, nothing beats a young girl fresh out of high school. Nothing.
Sexual Performance, Technique and Skill
Super whores and MILFs run neck and neck on this one. Both are experienced in the sack and most of them really enjoy fucking. However, a super whore may beat out the MILF in the long run because she is… a super whore and possesses super powers.
Teens do not generally rank here. She may have power like the energizer bunny but that is as good as it gets. At such a young age they are usually insecure and unsure of their bodies, and most of them don’t yet know exactly how to please themselves.
Of course the exception to this rule is teens who were sexually abused and used a lot growing up. These teens are generally better fucks than the average teen, but still not up to par with a super whore or a MILF.
Some of the best sex I’ve had sas been with MILFs and super whores. Most of my girlfriends have been super whores because that is what I’m usually attracted to. If they are bi-polar, that is a bonus. I like the rush I guess. What does that say about me?
Though, I have to admit, as I get older I am steering clear of super whores for anything other than a short-time fuck in a cheap hotel.
But today, someone flipped the script.
Today I fucked a girl who has only been 18 for a few weeks and she fucked me within an inch of my life with the same passion, vigor and determination as any super whore or MILF could ever have. I was blown away with this little girl. She was a teenage super whore (TSW). Probably abused as a kid, but she was a bigger slut than the abused girls usually are. It was mind blowing how amazing this TSW was.
She is in my bed sleeping as I type this and I would like to add that she is sucking her thumb. Yea, really. I think I’m getting married. In the words of the great poet David Coverdale, “Here we go again.”
Jenny is John’s right hand she-man, weekend lover, fill in stunt cock and muse.
John has re-named her “Jenny Star” after the popular ladyboy bar, Jenny Star Bar, on Walking Street here in Pattaya.
Jenny often makes dumb faces, makes dumb noises and will not hesitate to jump on your shoulders and dry hump you in the middle of a restaurant. Yes, really. Sometimes she is fun, but when you’re not in the mood, she will jump up and down on your very last nerve and grunt like an ape while doing it.
Right now, she is really getting on my nerves.
A friend of mine who has a ladyboy girlfriend (already sounds like a bad start), would come to Pattaya from Bangkok and shoot with us. On the side he would get a BJ or two while his other half would watch TV in Bangkok, or would be out giving a BJ or two.
When he came to town, Jenny was the first to run her mouth that he had been playing around with other ladyboys. And for those who don’t know, there is a thing called The Ladyboy Network. Think of it like the “red phone” that world leaders may have to call each other moments before a nuclear war. An emergency hot line.
Well, ladyboys have a similar system and word travels among them faster than you could ever imagine.
Jenny has been using The Ladyboy Network to let everyone know, all the way in Bangkok two hours away, that this guy is being a butterfly. This is problem number one.
Problem number two is, as I’m searching for ladyboys to shoot myself, I’m running across many ladyboys who will tell me that I have to ask Jenny or Mister John if they can work with me.
This is a first.
The doings of Jenny and/or Mr. Johns I don’t know, but it is quite comical to watch a dead broke yaa-baa freak stay broke because another ladyboy would tell her to do so. However, this is Thailand and anything is possible.
Do you remember the girl who robbed me?
Well, Jenny could not keep her mouth shut about that as well. We all know Jenny can’t read English so one can only assume her boyfriend read it to her off my blog.
I rolled into a ladyboy bar tonight and had to give a play by play to 6 or 7 different ladyboys who wanted to know the entire story. I asked them how they knew, they all said Jenny. What a cunt! Or maybe she is a dick. I’m not sure what to call her, but she is on very thin ice.
Jenny is making about $500 USD per week working for John, bring him talent and such. To her, she has hit the jackpot, but I’m not sure what she is doing with her cash. My guess is she will send most of it home to her parents who probably pimped her out in the first place. However, John will be gone soon and she will still be a 3rd world transsexual prostitute. And I’m looking forward to it.
In the event she is smart enough to save her money or do something positive with it, she will still be broke in a matter of weeks, maybe even days after he is gone. That is the Thai way.
A smooth, shaved vagina is probably one of the finer things in life. I use the term “vagina” because the $12 whore sitting next to me as I write this speaks perfect EngRish and smacks me in the back of the head when I call it by another name.
Names like: Pussy, cunt, fuck bag, twat, cum dumpster, and my favorite… cock holster. All of which have a certain ring to them. But a bald one… a hairless cock holster, is divine.
Is it because they look so clean? Is it because it reminds us of youth and innocence? Or is it simple because we hate getting hair caught in our teeth? Maybe a little of all three, but I do know that when a small framed women drops her pants and exposes such a treat, I lose all sense of control. Much like when I see a large natural rack exposed in front of me for the taking. All thoughts out the window and I lose all control.
Last night I shot a girl with the beauty I speak of, and I had to watch from my viewfinder in jealously as another man licked her and then pumped her full of cum.
After the shoot she was in a hurry to go home so I was not even able to get a quick short time. It was raining cats and soi dogs, so the idea of hunting down another hairless cock holster was out of the question. I cried, rubbed one off, cried again and fell asleep holding my cock.
Last night I was going to work with a girl who I have shot several times before. She may be one of, if not the sweetest girl I have met in Thailand.
Lets call her Noi.
Noi always remembers my birthday and will even call me in the USA if I am not here. Very rare.
Noi never forgets me on Christmas and even knows that I collect images and small statues of Buddha, and buys a surprise gift for me from time to time.
Noi is hot but she was never was my girlfriend. She is just a friend with a big heart. She is girl who unfortunately made the wrong choice to sell her body in Thailand.
This past year she met a man from Switzerland who took her out of the bar scene and was living with her in Pattaya. After a few months he became very ill and left her with no notice. Poof. One day he was simply gone, and she was back to work.
Before I would take her to work again, I took her to the hospital to get a HIV. Noi tested HIV positive. I paid to have a Western Blot test which confirms the test. That was also positive.
Noi has HIV.
While we’ll never know exactly where she caught the virus, as she is a working girl, I only know that her previous tests were negative and only after she started dating the guy from Switzerland did she test positive. My guess is she caught it from him.
This was terribly sad news, but it is unfortunately part of life over here. She took it better than I expected her to, but she was upset, as you would expect.
Most of the girls who have tested HIV+ for us are usually found the very next day working in the same place we found them. We’ll often see them walking with customers, hand and hand, but I don’t dare say anything to the guy. It is not my place. He is a grown man who knows the risks and if he makes the wrong decision and catches HIV himself, he should have known better. It would also turn into a fight between the girl and I as she would see that as me taking away her money. And the last thing I want is an HIV+ girl violently attacking me.
Since you can pay off many doctors to stamp a positive test as a negative test here 500 baht, I have made it a habit to be in the room for the results. The down side of this is that I am there when the girls are told of their HIV+ status. That also means I am there to watch them fall apart or go right back to work as if nothing happened. Whatever their reaction, I don’t enjoy watching it.
While staying in Thailand I have known girls who have been killed, girls who are missing, girls who were sold into slavery, girls who escaped slavery, and a good handful of girls who are HIV positive. I see a girl almost daily who is slowly dying of AIDS, still making a poor attempt at selling her skeleton frame of a body, wearing full length shirts and pants to cover the lesions on her skin. Somehow, she is still able to turn tricks.
I also know a girl named Gale who knows she is HIV+ and continues to fuck her clients without condoms. All the girls in her bar know about it, as does the mamasan. She brags about it and says that she does not like the feel of condoms and what will happen will happen. Gale has an abortion every couple months. The bar owner, mamasan and the girls at the bar say nothing. I see her walking with men all the time and all I can think to myself is, “be smart brother, be smart.” Then I think about all the dirty holes I have recklessly thrown my cock into and wondered how many guys have thought the same as they see me walking by with a girl they know.
For as much fun as we have on the road shooting girls and living out all our wildest dreams, moments like really bring you back to reality for a short period of time and allows you to think with your big head instead of your small one.
I don’t know if Noi will take medicine or not for the virus. Many of the girls here don’t. But that is not something that concerns any of us. That is her choice. But what should concern those of you visiting Thailand and pulling girls from the bar is… will you be the one taking Noi back to your room?
This one takes the cake. I’m hanging out on Soi Muslim (where all the Arabs hang out) this morning around 7:30am after a scene, and looking for a thick girl with some fat tits to nail before I go to bed. That’s when I found this girl. Thick as a milk shake with a pretty face and a fat ass.
Rare for an Asian girl, but not rare for this area of town as the Arabs love girls with meat on their bones.
I make my move totally unprepared for what is about to happen.
Me: Hey, where you go?
Her: I look man.
Me: Look at me please… I’m a man, looking for lady.
Her: Where you from?
Me: America.
Her: Infidel. I don’t boom boom Infidels.
Me: Are you shitting me? You’re Thai.
Her: I am Muslim woman now. You are Infidel. Bye.
At this moment I was completely blown away over what had just happened to me. I was determined at this point to bang this girl, what ever the cost.
Me: Wait wait, wait… I want speak to you about Islam.
Her: OK, what you speak?
Me: How much for you to fuck an Infidel?
Her: Can not.
Me: How much Arab man pay to you for short time?
Her: 400 baht.
Me: How about I pay you 2000 baht and I don’t put a Jihad on you.
Her: Huh?
Me: 2000 baht and no holy war.
Her: Mai kow jai. (I don’t understand)
Me: 2000 baht, you boom boom with Infidel. I can tip you with a goat.
Her: Mai kow jai. (I don’t understand)
Me: 2000 baht.
Her: OK, where you stay?
Me: Somewhere that does not allow Arabs.
Her: OK, we go.
And we were off. I won the battle… but lost the war. This bitch would not blow me or jerk me off. She wanted to lay on the bed while I banged her quickly to cum.
Her: Why you move like snake?
Me: Shut up, I’m trying to cum!
And I did, but I had to think about horrible, horrible things in order to get off. I came hard, paid her 2000 baht, and put a Jihad on her anyway.
This whore deserves to fuck Arabs.
I was trolling behind Walking Street looking for a cutie to empty my sperm into when I noticed this on the door of one of the Go-Go I frequent.
I’ve been in here 100 times but never seen this until today. My guess is that I’ve never seen this because when you go at night there are always doormen out front opening and closing the door for you.
For Safety Of All
* No Video
* No Photo’s
* No Drugs
* No Lady’s Under 20
* No Guns
Smile Be Happy
What the fuck is going on here?
Lets break this down play by play…
* No Video & No Photo’s
I am a pornographer and a whore monger extreme. At any given moment I have some device on me to capture an event whether it be a terrorist attack on Soi Muslim, bar girl brawl, or my cock shoved into a hole it should not be in. To deny me of this right breaks my heart. I mean, how much fun can you really have if you can document it?
* No Drugs
Considering this is Pattaya, Thailand and 98% of their staff is on drugs, and has yaa-baa and ecstasy in their purse, this rule is just plain fucking stupid. Add that to the fact that 1/4 the guys in there are lit on something and you have yourself one stupid rule. Can you please define what you consider a drug? Is Viagra a drug, because if so you may as well shut the doors and kick out all the 60+ year old men in there with little girls on their laps.
* No Lady’s Under 20
As if I even need to get into this one, but the irony is… this is one of the ONLY bars in town that actually has girls who are underage! Yes, believe it! Most of girls here are not too shy to tell you they are 16 and 17 years old, yet the bar boasts no lady’s under 20. Give me a break. Just say nothing, don’t give me your shit about no lady’s under 20. Even if they were all 18 (and many of them are), the fact you say not under 20 is a wood killer. Who want’s to come to Thailand to bang a 20 year old when you can have one who just turned 18? Get with the program! And where is your icon? You have icons for the other rules but not this one? How about a pacifier or a lollipop in a circle with a line through it? Both great icons.
* No Guns
This is not Cambodia but Thai people are known to carry a gun from time to time. Unlike parts of Cambodia where you may encounter a sign on a door that reads, “NO GUNS, NO EXPLOSIVES, NO GRENADES,” Thailand does not have a huge problem with it. Regardless, what fun is South East Asia if you can’t carry a gun and a camera?
I was once caught in the middle of a back alley shoot out in Bogota, Colombia and to this day wish I would of had my camera phone to document it. That is one of those stories your friends just don’t believe without proof. Considering this Go-Go bar is located in the heart of Dirka-Dirka-ville (Muslim area), a camera is a good thing to have when Achmed decides to claim his 70 virgins in paradise.
* Smile And Be Happy
Go fuck yourself. I would be happy if you would allow me to enter your establishment armed with both my camera and a gun. Be true to yourself, admit your pimping kids and admit they are all hooked on drugs. Your dancers all have camera phones inside the bar and some of them probably have guns. Why you busting my balls? I just want to take photos of 18 year old whores smoking weed out of the barrel of my gun.
Is that too much to ask?
We shot a crazy bitch today who would not stop sniffing one of those menthol things. “yaa-dom” is what they call it. I don’t know if that’s the right way to spell it, but that is how it’s pronounced.
What a pain in the ass this whore was. She would not put on the clothes I set out for her because she simply did not like the colors.
The shoes were “too tall” for her, the shirt “too tight,” Kincades cock as “too big,” the lights were “too hot”… non fucking stop bitching from this dirt bag street whore.
At least we got the job done and she left with a cunt full of spunk.
Mam is a hot little 18 year old Thai teen who has been living with me on and off for a few weeks.
We’ve been taking a lot of photos of her, having some fun and thinking about building a site just for her.
We’ll see how things pan out, but for now we’re having good times and I’m getting to fill her little fuck box full of baby juice every night.
I almost filmed my first snuff scene last night when this girl almost died from a heart condition.
Kincade was in her ass and drilling it pretty hard when her ticker just gave out on her and she could not breath. She collapsed. We stopped, my assistant gave her water and stayed with her for a while until she came back around. She was hyperventilating and holding her chest while it was pounding very hard. It was really scary.
She told us about some heart condition she has and hasn’t taken her medicine for a few days now. Smart move, whore.
Today’s lunch time discussion was about what we would have done with her body if she would have kicked the bucket right there.
The options we came up with are as follows:
[a] We dress her and let her have an accidental fall from the 7th story floor I am on. Police come, she was drunk, fell off… typical day in Thailand. No investigation.
[b] We wrap her in plastic, put her in the trunk of a car, which is lined in plastic, and toss her roadside somewhere along the beach. The cops would think it was just another dead hooker and there would be no investigation. This is Thailand, that is how it works.
[c] We call the police, explain we are making a porno and Mr. Kincade sodomized her to death. We have the video to prove it was an accident, so we would beg for mercy and hope for the best. We would probably spend the next 20 years behind bars in a Thai prison.
I’m not going to tell you what we decided, but you can make up your own mind as to what you would do.
A man can only see so much before he hits the point of no return.
I’m pretty sure I now have reached that point and jumped as far over it as my chunky pale white legs would take me.
There is my life before we shoved two hands and a cock up a ladyboy’s ass, followed by a foot the next day.
And then there is my life after we shoved two hands and a cock up a ladyboy’s ass, followed by a foot the next day.
Anyway… here is May and Jenny.
Any of you ever had Gonorrhea in your ass?
I did a shoot a few weeks ago and the girl loved to lick ass so much she begged me to let her lick mine. Being the gentleman that I am, I obliged and she buried her tongue up my shit pipe for a solid 5 minutes while she gave me a reach around and jacked me off.
We both got what we wanted so it was a win-win.
Two weeks later I am having the most unusual sensation in my ass. It kind of feels like a menthol / bengay / icy hot / cool mint breeze thing going on up there, but not in a comfortable spring breeze kind of way. It’s actually very uncomfortable and if I sit for a while, it starts to hurt.
Is this a hemorrhoid? Is it Gonorrhea? Or do I have a tape worm who is smoking Kools while I sleep?
And why do black people always smoke Kools & Newports?
All good questions.
So I’m banging this whore today on Soi 6 and she got pissed off at me because I did not wait for her to cum.
I told her that I PAY FOR SEX so I don’t have to pleasure the girl unless I want to out of the kindness of my heart. When I pay for sex, it’s all about ME.
Then I explained to her that if she wants ME to get HER off, that it was going to cost her the exact same amount I just paid her to get me off. She did not find that amusing and our time together ended on a sour note.
Tomorrow I will be taking her a complementary copy of the best selling book Selling Pussy For Dummies. Sure to be a best seller in Thailand. Maybe then she will understand her job duties and limits of her chosen profession.
But then again, I may be assuming too much by thinking she can read.
I went to Phnom Penh, Cambodia for a few days of total debauchery and danger.
We went to the shooting range where we shot AK-47s, Tommy Guns, M16s, threw some hand grenades and even shot at a cow with some sort of rocket launcher.
$30 per 100 bullets. $30 per grenade. $200 for the rocket. $300 for the cow. Free steak dinner after the shoot… priceless. 
That night we went out in search for some young tail that was around 18 – 19 years old. We ended up in some dark and filthy slum where we were offered 8 – 11 year old girls by some shady dude who looked like he wanted to cut our throats. We kindly declined and moved onto girls who actually had pussy hair and tits.
Once we found older girls, it was the typical wham bam, thank you mam, hope you don’t get pregnant, catch ya later routine. All for the low price of $20.
You can get $4 “taxi girls” on the side of the road sitting in shacks. These are mostly for locals, who only pay $3, but if you find one that does run from you when you pull up… it’s a cheap pump and dump if one were so inclined.
This photo is one of the places we were taken to where they paraded little girls out for us. It was literally in the middle of a horrible slum somewhere in the city. We had to walk for about 10 minutes or so through the slum, just to get to this little place. Through tiny walkways where sewers were spewing into it. In-between a few buildings where we literally had to walk through sideways so we would fit. It was crazy and scary. Stupid really. Then after all of that, they took us to a child prostitution shack. As a tip, don’t ask for “small ladies” in Cambodia unless you’re looking for kids, as we found out the hard way that is what it means.
What may have been a little more unnerving than walking to the place was walking out of it. After we declined their little girls, I had this feeling in my stomach that maybe we had seen something we shouldn’t have and because we didn’t partake, it may cause problems for us. But it didn’t and they took us out of there and onward. Creepy. Very creepy. And sad.
What I did find odd about the child prostitutes was, they were Vietnamese and not Cambodian. I assume they were kidnapped or bought from poor Vietnamese families. I’m not sure if they do this to their own girls or not, but this f-shack was 100% Vietnamese. Or so they said. I can only hope they shut all of these places down.
OK, that was a downer. Lets change the topic.
The next night I spent some time in search of shrooms but was sadly defeated. I wanted to eat some and run around the city until I got mugged. Probably would not have had to go far, a lot of the city is pretty shady once the sun goes down. Any place that will sell you a little girl and let you shoot rockets at cows, will not think twice about gutting you for a dime. Maybe less.
Cambodia sticks it to you with a $25 entry AND a $25 exit fee. But I guess after you blew a few hundred bucks to shoot a rocket at a cow, $50 is no big deal.
I’m glad I missed the cow though. It’s not as easy as you’d think to shoot one of those things.
I was talking to a whore we were shooting and I told her that her friend looked like Yoko Ono.
She didn’t have any clue who that was so I asked her if she knew John Lennon. Her reply was “No, but I know Tom Cruise.”
I told her that was close enough and then shoved my cock down her throat while singing Imagine.
BTW… the whore in question was “Ice” from the post before.
Mr. Kincade tore up another one tonight. Her name is “Ice” and she left the shoot not a happy camper.
He roughed her up more than she liked, even though she said she liked it rough. Then he blasted her in the eye and gave her red eye. Very romantic.
I have a new guy that we need to break in. He is an Aussie and has never shot anything before, so my fingers are crossed that he will work out.
John T Bone is also here shooting right now and has some Brazilian boys who fuck like cave newts but they are also sucking off ladyboys and taking it in the ass. They swing both ways and fuck pretty hard so I may use them for a few shoots.
We found this skinny Thai girl at 7-11 buying a pack of gum and a sucker. It was almost too good to be true so after pinching Mr. Kincade on the nipple, I moved in for the kill.
Of course she was down to leave with us because lets face it… I have serious game. OK, so I don’t have game, but I do know how to sweet talk a hooker into getting in front of my lens… CASH!!!
Mr. Kincade broke her. This is documented on the video. I had to give her a head massage once when she had to stop because his big white cock was causing so much pain. Yea, she’s that tiny.
Kincaded finally blasted a HUGE load on her face and she took it like a champ, red eye and all. Even though we had to take a few breaks to let her work out the pain, the scene turned out OK. She’s so cute and little, it would have been hard to mess this one up.
Now she’s in my bed snuggled up to my hairy monkey leg while I make this post.
Tonight we found a beautiful little Thai cutie to shoot a hardcore video for us. I sent her through the usual channels and asked the usual questions to make sure we are on the same page. She went to the doctor for her HIV test, then to the store where I bought her new clothes and shoes for the shoot. Then she went to the salon to be made into a porno vixen.
That’s the routine.
After about 2 hours we made it back to my room to copy her ID and have her to sign a model release. All standard stuff before a shoot. Then the last thing I wanted her to do was go into the bathroom and shave her pussy bald, so off she went.
She walked out of the loo and right up to where I was sitting for a closer inspection to make sure all the hair in her ass crack was gone and low and fucking behold this girl had the worst case of genital warts anyone has ever seen in their life. Her pussy was a mess.
Her warts were slightly bloody from cutting some of them as she shaved but the area between her legs was just destroyed with warts. It was truly unbelievable.
I gave her 1500b ($40 USD) and explained to her that she needed to go right back to the doctor and get this taken care of. What she did after she left my room is anyone’s guess, but my guess is she went right back to the stroll to look for a customer.
And they wonder why we call them “whores.”
That reminds me, I still have an HIV post to make regarding some dirt bag whores who have HIV and are still fucking guys with no rubbers. That’s probably going to be a long one so it will have to wait until I’m in a shitty mood and feel like ranting.