Once. Sukhumvit. She was flawless — small frame, soft voice, zero red flags. We chatted outside a bar for twenty minutes. She was witty, funny, even a little shy. I genuinely thought I was talking to a shy, petite Thai girl who just happened to be stunning.

We got back to my place and everything was great… until the pants came off. And there it was — surprise delivered.

I froze. Not angry, not freaked out, just genuinely stunned. She looked at me like, “So…?” and I had no idea what to say.

In the end, I just laughed. We didn’t do anything, but I gave her taxi money and said, “You should work in Hollywood.” She laughed too.

Lesson learned: never assume. But also — no shame. She was cooler about it than I was.

Yeah, it happened on my first trip. I was in Nana Plaza chatting with this gorgeous “girl” at a bar — slim waist, beautiful smile, killer legs. She leaned in close and whispered in a deeper-than-expected voice. That’s when it hit me. I was shocked, not disgusted — just surprised. I told her the truth, and she laughed. We kept talking for another hour. That moment actually broke a lot of my stereotypes and opened the door to one of the best trips of my life.

Once, I took a lady from Soi Cowboy back to my hotel without realizing. It wasn’t until we were both undressed that she confessed. I didn’t freak out, but I did decide not to go through with it. We ended up watching Netflix and drinking Leo beers. It was awkward, but kind of sweet. I learned two things: always ask if it matters to you, and don’t assume anything — some ladyboys are damn convincing.

Yes — at a bar in Patpong. She looked like a model, soft voice, perfect body. I only realized the truth when things were already getting hot. She saw the look on my face and said, “You still want me?” I paused for maybe two seconds and said, “Hell yes.” No regrets.

I was at a karaoke bar in Silom when a girl sat on my lap. Only realized when she grabbed my hand and let me feel everything. I froze. Then laughed. Then stayed the night. Best surprise ever.

Once I took a freelancer from Walking Street back to my room, and only found out she was a ladyboy after the BJ. No shame—she was hotter than most girls I’ve been with. Respect where it’s due.