Thought she liked you? Thought it was real? Let’s hear how the fantasy turned to chaos — we’ve all been there, some just harder than others.
Her name was Dao. Met her in Soi 6, but she was different — sweet, shy, kept texting me outside of work hours. Took her shopping, bought her a phone, even let her stay at my condo. Two weeks later, I caught her blowing another guy in the room I paid for. She smiled and said, “You not my boyfriend, just customer.” That one hit deep.
I started thinking it was real. She cooked for me, stayed every night, even held my hand in public. Then I noticed she had two phones. One for me. One for other guys. Found out she was managing three other farangs like me — rotating stays, cash, gifts. She was making more off boyfriends than sex. I wasn’t heartbroken. I was impressed.
She stayed with me for five nights in a row. We cuddled, talked about her dreams, even had coffee in bed like a real couple. I gave her money “just to help,” not realizing she was seeing other guys the whole time. When I tried to book her again, she blocked me. Took my heart, my cash, and my ego.
