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Good stories, post some pics if you can at some point.
I don't take many pictures at all, to me its more trouble than its worth.
Saigon isnt really a big place, can't count how many times I ran into people unexpectedly let alone social media.
~ So Po Nani calls me the next day and ask what I am doing at night. I only planned on staying in relaxing and making myself a nice steak with some wine. If any of you come to VN to stay for an extended period of time, I highly recommend bringing McCormick Montreal Steak Seasoning if you are a steak lover. Its simple yet delicious especially if you buy a good cut of meat. More and more restaurants are opening who can cook a good steak in VN but it will cost you.
I eventually invited her over if she had nothing to do to which she accepts. We set a time , I give her my address and tell her don't be late or I would be unhappy and the food will be cold. Vietnamese locals are often late by even an hour and don't really see a problem with it. It tilts me to no end.
Shes obviously into me but I decided to prepare a nice meal anyway. I actually love hosting dinners in my home. So I prepare shrimp cocktail with steak, fries and some greens. All stuff I already had available because I stock up and freeze all cuts of meat. I like to cook but am a lazy shopper.
30 minutes before go time, I set up the table settings pour two glasses of wine and lay her undies on her plate. I start cooking the greens and everything else that needs to be pre cooked and handled. 6 o'clock rolls around and surprise surprise she is not here yet. I turn on some music and drink my wine. 15 minutes later and she rolls up, not too bad. I fire up the grill, throw in the french fires and go to meet her.
Kiss her cheek and invite her in. Show her around my place a lil and show her our soon to be meal. Hand her wine and make a toast to a lovely evening. I bring out the shrimp cocktail and we sit at the table. She sees her place setting and doesn't even flinch but quickly takes her panties and throws it in her purse. Dinner progresses very smoothly. She is very smiley and touchy. Converses very well to.
End of the meal, we go up to my room to watch some TV. We climb in bed with my arm wrapped around her. I caress above her breast, she giggles and I go in for the kiss. Cloths come off and shes shaved. ****in score. I love shaved/trimmed boxes. Not something that is too common in VN. She spends the night and is very experienced in the sex dept. Very girlfriend experience.
The next day is when **** starts to go weird. I can start to see slight possessive signals. She tidies up my place and makes plans for lunch with me. I reluctantly accept and she leaves.
I arrive 1 pm at the designated place and lo and behold of course she isn't there. 30 minutes later she rolls up with 3 of her friends. I already hate this. In VN, this happens a lot as to showcase someone to her friends. During the meal she is very girlfriend/boyfriend. Talking about us and future things....I'm thinking, "what have I ****ing done". Check comes and I just pass it to her. **** if I am going to pay for her friends.
Day goes on and I don't take her calls. She also texts numerous times to which I replay I'm busy. Night comes and my door bell rings. I open the door and guess who? She brought food. She comes in and starts pulling out dishes. We eat and than have relations but I kept it distant. I figured I'm already ****ed, why not get ****ed while I'm at it.
Next day, I tell her I don't know how things are going to be with us so lets see what happens. She acts disappointed and pulls my hand saying this and that. I explain to her that if she acts like that, this isn't going to work period. Days go on and she is constantly calling me. She shows up unannounced more times with the excuse she misses me. One day, as I was leaving my place, I see her across the street. WTF, shes stalking me. At this point I walk over and tell her this isn't going to work any more and she has to stop this. I am not going to see her anymore and to stop calling me or I will get a new number. She makes a scene. Yelling and saying **** like why I rape her.
In VN, any occurrence leads to crowds. It is a very nosy and gawking type of culture. Soon, there is a crowd around us watching us and the street being blocked by people on motorcycles watching also. I say that she is lying and just leave. Im kinda shaken up.
That evening the doorbell rings. As I am not expecting anyone I know its crazy bitch. I peek out the window and my heart ****ing drops. Its 5 policemen. I stand there stunned for I don't know how long when they bang harder on the door. I go outside and they ask me who I am. They immediately handcuff me, tell me whats going on and are taking me to the station to answer questions.
In the station I refuse to say anything unless a good interpreter is there. I speak vietnamese well but am not fluent. I figured it be best if i was able to understand 100% everything is being said and what I am trying to say. Takes some time so I get to stay in an actual cell. Was kinda cool regardless of what was happening. A unique experience from VN.
So I tell them the truth of everything, the when/where we met, what happened and how she is stalking me and I didn't rape anyone. I tell them to get my phone and they will be able to see that she is calling me endlessly. They drill me some more and leave me alone awhile. Eventually they come back, tell me they are bringing me back home to retrieve my phone.
Me and 3 other officers go inside my home and I show them the call logs. One officer says to another saying that it is a different number from what she gave them. He pulls out his cellphone and calls the number. She answers and he confirms its her and talks about the case and that they have me in custody and questioning me. When they get more information, they will let her know. They proceed to take pictures of the call logs in my phone and of my bedroom. We go back to the station where I go immediately to the cell.
I spend the night there. Next day, they let me go telling me that they believe me so far but have to look more into things. To not leave Saigon and that I would be stopped at any border crossing or airport.
The next week or so, I just keep to myself and stay in mostly. Eventually 10 days later, I get a call from the police saying to come in, he wont say anything else. Heart thumping I walk in and get led to a desk of what I believe is a high ranking police man. He pulls out some paperwork tells me to sign and to pay a fine for improper behavior and causing a disturbance. I cant read vietnamese writing so I told him I wasn't going to sign anything unless I know what It says. He looks at me sternly saying that they are not charging me with anything and letting me go with a fine. I don't relent and tell him it will only take a lil while for me to call a friend to read what I am signing. He throws me back in the cell, prob out of spite.
Friend arrives, he reads the forms tell me what it says. I sign and pay a 2 million fine. I'm a free man. =) One stipulation though was that I am not to have any ladies in my home anymore.
I never heard from crazy bitch anymore.
I eventually move and out of the district.