Confessions of a whoremonger.
I am writing this story as a mini-series. There is quite a bit to tell of the year that I was in Korea.
This story is mostly true. I say mostly because of changing the names of the guilty, but also because I have forgotten most of the names that I did know. I am writing from a series of memories that may be somewhat clouded, and I embellished a little to keep it from containing the boring parts. I hope you enjoy this journey into my sordid past.
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CHAPTER 1
I awoke with a hangover. Dry mouth, headache and a taste of cat-shit. I slowly came to life and opened my eyes. I was greeted with an unknown sight. I tried to focus and realized that I didn`t know where I was. I turned in bed, and slowly focused on a young black haired Korean girl lying next to me. I didn't know how I got here, but I suddenly realized that there was a formation this morning on base and I needed to be there. I rolled out of the bed, naked, and began collecting my clothes from the floor, chair and a small nightstand. The girl sat up and began mumbling something that I couldn't understand; Korean, no doubt. The sight of her small breasts above the cover as she spouted noises that I couldn't understand, and those hard, dark nipples that must have been an inch long made me think of crawling back into bed.
Moments later I stepped outside of a door onto a sunlit street and wondered - 'Where the fuck am I?'
My first night in Korea and I may be in big trouble already!
I was in Korea with an organization known as the United States Army, and I knew within 24 hours that it was going to be a wild year. Just like the saying goes; I was young, dumb and full of cum.
After we arrived at the base in Seoul we were taken through in-processing and were supposed to go through an orientation of the county the next morning. We were confined to the base until after the orientation, so after dinner I decided to go to the barracks and relax with a book.
As I lay in my bunk I reached for a book. Bob walked to the lockers at the bunk next to me and started changing into jeans and a shirt.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Going to town." Came the reply. "I've been to Korea before."
I stood and started changing into jeans. "I'm going with you." and we were out the front gate in no time. No check of our 'confined' status by the guards at all.
We got a cab and ended up on a club lined street in Seoul in no time.
Beer and clubs soon had me feeling good, and the pretty Korean strippers had me feeling great. I was really feeling no pain, sitting at a table with Bob and two Korean honeys when Bob dropped a bomb on me.
He slid a drink toward me and said it was 'Korean Koolaid'. I took a drink and the taste was somewhere between Vodka and Sake.
My vision started to blur after that drink. Then...
"It's almost midnight." Bob informed me, "We need to find a place to stay."
I didn't grasp the full meaning of what he had said for several seconds.
"what do you mean?" I slurred.
"Curfew." He said. "We can't be on the streets after curfew." He pointed to one of the girls sitting with us. "I'm going to stay with her. You better find a place to stay for the night."
That's when things got fuzzy. I remember staggering down an uneven road with my arm around a pretty young black haired girl.
As I stood on the street with the morning sun low in the sky, I didn't know what direction to start in. I settled on Left and started walking slowly, wondering where I was headed. After a couple of blocks I noticed something that made me want to drop to my knees and give thanks. An army jeep headed through an intersection ahead of me. I started in that direction and finally made it to the front gate of the army base. I made it to the orientation, reeking of booze and I nursed a hangover until lunch.
That evening I lay on my bunk, dozing, until Bob started changing clothes. As if that was my cue, I changed into my jeans and we retraced our steps to the bar.
This time I knew what to expect and I slowed down on the drinking. Before long I was sitting at a bar called the Playboy with a young Korean sitting in my lap. She was squirming on my hard cock as I tried to understand her broken English.
