15 days in the Philippines, or, how to blow 10k in 2 weeks

[Major Robert Dump]

DAY 3

My visitor is Wendy. She brought Lily and 2 other girls who were sisters. OMG. They want to hang out for the day, maybe go dancing and stuff.
I should point out two things now:

As I would find out a few minutes into day 3s conversation, the bar from the previous night was also owned by the monopoly, in fact they shared a dressing room with night one. So all the girls from the first bar had been watching me and sharing intel with bar 2. Otherwise, the waitresses would have probably told me to bugger off, but they knew I was friendly with the wallet. On one hand , this made me mad. On the other, these 4 ladies here tonight would mean I would not have to go on the prowl. And although the original intent was to see different ladies every night, I kind of liked Wendy, and technically I was seeing new girls because of the sisters.
Also, it was like DELIVERY, so how cool is that? They just showed up.

The other thing to point out is that I have no illusion about why these girls are seeking me out, and I am always very clear up front about what my long term intentions are. There was no lying, no promises of green cards or marriage, just politeness, honesty and lots of food and alcohol. Many of these girls live in deplorable, cramped conditions, and the opportunity to stay in an air conditioned room with a guy who does not treat them like dirt and actually feeds them, well, that makes me a rare commodity in Manila. So yeah, save your judgment for someone else.

I decide I want to go to the mall and buy some clothes, as I am visitng a charity the next day. I also want to go to a Jollibee, which of course the girls are all for because Filipinos love the J.

We hit SM mall, one of the two big mall chains in the country. I am the tallest person in the entire facility. Surprisingly few westerners. There are several mediocre entertainment shows ongoing about the mall, with people cramped in to watch them:







These shows were terrible. They were in English, so I knew what was going on. It appeared to be second rate celebrities, and prizes being given away. Things like these remind you how deplorable living conditions are here, you walk around the mall and see very few people with bags. People come to window shop, to socialize, to see famous people. It's sad, but it's kind of endearing. A lot of people were talking to my girls today, and at first I figured it was jkust people they knew. When I commented on this, Wendy told me that women were stopping them and asking them which one of the group was "his fiancee." Wow. I asked her what she told the old ladies, and she just laughed and changed the subject.

I bought all the girls shoes. We also ate a giant bucket of chicken and rice and got ice cream, the 5 of us, at Jollibee, for a whopping $5. This is when I started to realize I was getting screwed at the hotel. Oh well, too late, as tomorrow I moved into the Pimp Room. I was locked in.

Filipinos also have an odd fascination with Paris Hilton. They seem to import the worst of American culture, and the touristy parts of Manila really do cater to the tourist trap concept. After the mall, we walk around some more





The girls have been asking me on and off "what you want to do tonight" and it didnt sink in until late evening that they were implying that they wanted to know who I wanted to sleep with. Kind of awkward. As much as I would have liked to have my very first 5 some, I was still recovering from my sickness, and the whole sister thing kind of creeped me out. I just kept blowing off the questions.

I should probably talk about the sisters. Louann and, um, I don't remembe the others name. Remember that thing I said about the waitress on the right being the hottest girl ever? Well, that was last night. Louann. Oh my god. Oh my god. Aside from the 1980s Madonna attire, which I can forgive because she is probably poor, this girl was incredible. and 19. I am going to hell:

Louann (left) and her sister:


So, we go hit some Kareoke bars. Apparently, westerners in Kareoke bars are like black guys in a Klan rally, because were it not for my lady escorts, I think I would have not been served and maybe even ganked. We then went to a sports bar that had midget westling, male and female. I later found out that you could EWR the midget wrestlers to hire for the night, male and female. Wow. There are some places even I will not go.

Louann and Lily, at the hotel resto


The girls also wanted to stop by their bar. I was not fond of this, but whatever. I honestly think they just wanted to show me off. Filipinos are all about status and "saving face" etc, and it is a strange culture. For example, if you invite a girl to dinner, don't be surprised if she brings her family. That's just how it is, and people who do not understand this come off like pricks from seemingly innocent behavior by the locals.

So we hit the bar and there is a show going on



Apparently all 4 girls work here. Even the sisters. The manager is actually trying to sell us Lady Drinks and get me to EWR more girls. They have no shame. It is very clear to my ladies that the manger is bugging me. No, damnit, I don't want a massage, jeebus quit touching me. I run to the bathroom to get away from her, while I am at the urinal a dude walks up behind me and starts massaging me. WWWTTTFFFFF. Okay, I tip him well, because his job sucks. Wow. A bathroom massuese in a club with no customers.

The girls know I want to leave and start aksing me again about my "plans." I ponder a bit, and try to figure out how to say this, and finally just say I want to play naked twister with Louann. Silence. They don't know Twister. Louann says "You boom boom me?" OMG. "Wait," I tell them, "You can all come up, I want to party and I like your company." I actually mean this. Also, I don't want to send anyone home empty handed. Well, they did get shoes and chicken and ice cream. But still, I want them all to come up to the room for a bit.

We retire the the room.


I pick up some movie pirates from the little dude selling by the door. The girls insist on Alvin and The Chipmunks. We watch Avlin, drink beer, drink Tequila, chain smoke, and everyone takes turns telling me about their lives. I answer the same questions over and over. The drunker we get, the dirtier their questions get. At this point, I realize that Lily and Louanns sister are lesbians (or Bi, whatever). This dilemma just got deeper. Regardless, I was set on Louann, and the sister thing creeped me out.

If you follow my posts on these forums, you know I am no stranger to casual sex and lowered standards in the midst of drink, but I just cannot do the sister thing. They seem almost upset. When I tell them I will pay their taxis home and give them 1000 pesos for spending the day with me, their attitudes change. I also offer to rent them a room for the night, as I know there are vacancies. Seeing as how they are lesbians, and probably don't get a lot of private places to practice in their Catholic society, they jump all over this. Or, maybe they just wanted a nice bed and a hot shower. I make them promise not to eat or drink any thing from the mini bar so I dont get screwed on prices, and they agree. We go downstairs and rent thier room.

At this point, I am not sure what I was thinking with Wendy. I just assumed she would roll with Lily and Louanns sister. I had made it clear that I wanted to spend the evening with the EXTREMELY HOT BROWN ISLAND GIRL HALF MY AGE, maybe talk politics and watch some Sponge Bob and play Scrabble. But Wendy did not stay in the new room as we left. She followed us back to my room.

I was procrastinating addressing the situation. I was a little tipsy. Hoping she would just leave, I gave her 1000 pesos and told her thanks for the company, and went out to the balcony to smoke. Be advised, I really, really liked Wendy. She made me laugh. Her English was great, and she got my sense of humor. And she was smart as a whip.

She followed me out on the balcony, and with big puppy eyes, asked if I wanted her to leave. I shrugged my soldiers and said it was getting late, and that I thought Louann was very attractive and would like to get intimate with her, seeing as how Wendy and I had already been together a couple of nights ago. Wendy nodded her head and said that she knew this, and proceeded to say "But I want to Watch."

I let her stay.

Another photo of Louann.