So -- where you from originally? Chicago? I hear it's a nice place. My brother was stationed at Great Lakes during the war. Korea, that is; he was too...young for the World War.Say -- I hate to ask -- you got anything to drink with you? Soda pop, even cold water...Oh, heck no -- I wouldn't mind a cold beer at all, if that's what ya got. I love these pull tops -- i still rememeber when you hadda use a "church key" to open the can.Yeah, I s'pose I am maybe a bit older than I look.What's a camper. Little did I know at that time I had six well hung guys all lined up ready to stick their cocks into my mouth each having a go at each end and changing when Alun stopped the music. This went on for what like seemed ages and ages. I was getting fucked hard at both ends and the sensation and the orgasm was terrific. What a great birthday I was having.It turned out that the best was yet to come, Alun was playing musical chairs. It started off with 4 chairs, my mouth and my pussy as safe. Once. She took me back to her place and we talked and I cried for a while, and eventually she let on that she was attracted to me. I was actually kind of shocked, I never would have guessed that she 'played both teams'. It was an awkward few moments, but then she started talking about how much she liked me and how sad she was to see me hurt. We were sitting on her couch and she had her arm around me, and was drying my tears. I just thought, what the hell? How bad could it be? She was giving me a hug. I have been regular with prostitutes in my country but have hardly come across fresh young girls the likes of which I have heard in Philippines. I went there with a one month time with a single objective to enjoy sex. First I rented a two room apartment in a place nearby Manila for one month in a place called Borgus street, a suburb known for sex tourism. In the evening, I went out to the club road in hunt for young girls. I had known by then that the girls are rented out by their mothers only..