by cumwatmae » Thu Apr 02, 2020 2:05 pm
A Viet woman with some English, possibly Aussie accented, asked me to take a bag or something at Saigon Arrivals queue.
I was sort of thinking.... Oh OK just a bag.... then I came to my senses.
Took a wooden weird small stool/table thing for someone I'd spent days with, to London, met up had a beer & then never saw again. Marrakech, Morocco to London.He was gay as it turns out &....was quite naive back then.
25 & 30 years ago.
A Viet woman with some English, possibly Aussie accented, asked me to take a bag or something at Saigon Arrivals queue.
I was sort of thinking.... Oh OK just a bag.... then I came to my senses.
Took a wooden weird small stool/table thing for someone I'd spent days with, to London, met up had a beer & then never saw again. Marrakech, Morocco to London.He was gay as it turns out &....was quite naive back then.
25 & 30 years ago.