As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam

This story is in support of the flash mob #NeDali for me on the results of the Valentine's Day (details here)
It was in Ho Chi Minh City, at the dawn of my hobby for traveling and various ... eeeeee .... test drives. Most of the trip was already behind, my friend and I drove through the country from the north, and after 10 days of wandering, trains, rice plantations, boats and endless noodles, we finally found ourselves in the most advanced and vibrant city in the country.
Needless to say that the plans for him were great, given the accumulated fatigue and abstinence. Quickly having dinner and taking a shower at the hotel, we went, of course, to Pam-Ngu-Lao street.
Boom-boom-room, massage, go-go bars, girls in the windows - it's all here. A couple of times they tried to sell us gash and coconut, a couple of times the girls immediately ran their hands into the trousers, someone pulled them, cheering Vietnamese in a drink bar, but we were seduced by the massage recommended by our friend.
How I didn’t give ... a prostitute in Vietnam massage, do, It’s necessary, bumbum, here, quite, big, something, went, understood

Having walked away with the buzzing, soiled street of debauchery, into a relatively quiet gateway with a neon sign, we collapsed on the couches in anticipation of the procedure for choosing a masseuse.
A minute passed and about a dozen miniature flip flops entered the hall. It must be said that the Vietnamese industry is not as developed as the Thai one, so one should not expect that all the girls will be beautiful, but you definitely won't run into tansa, as in Tae. In general, choosing the "masseuse" prettier, we went through the rooms on the boom-boom massage (as they call it sex with a prostitute, veiled under a massage).
And then the fun began. The girl began to massage me. After a while, she also continued to do the massage. I tell her:
- Listen, dear, it's time to move on to the boom boom topic, because the masseuse is from you, like a turner from me.
To which the girl prolopotola something in their own way and gestures showed that I need to give back her back for a massage. She did not know English at all and a collapse occurred in our communication. And here the Google translator came to the rescue. I wrote, she read, then she wrote, and I read. It was at that moment that she realized that I wanted from her, blushed deeply and said that she would not do that.
- Excuse me, madam, but this is a prostitute.
- Sorry, sir, but I work here for the first day and, when I got an internship, I didn’t quite understand the meaning of the words "boom boom massage" and "forgive".
Well it is necessary, as has managed! It was necessary to choose a new one, which, moreover, did not like where she settled. I had to get up, dress and go down to the daddy of these girls.
Something, but I have never had to figure out the relationship with my pimps about the unavailable service. By the way, the chubby, peeping little man made big round eyes when I said that something had gone wrong and started forcing the little girl to come back and do what Mr. asks.

Related news

As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam image, picture, imagery


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 71


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 75


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 26


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 52


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 10


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 53


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 88


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 69


As I did not give ... a prostitute in Vietnam 26