the third sex

I have just come back to Bangkok from a three-week overseas trip, and having been without any ladyboy company for such a long period of time I called one of my favourite ladyboy friends and asked her to come round and see me that same evening.

She duly turned up, and I instantly peeled her clothes off until she stood there wearing nothing but a smile.  I gazed at her, suddenly overawed by her beauty. She is very slender and very pale-skinned, with prominent nipples, one of the cutest bottoms I have ever seen and a cute little dick that springs into action if you so much as look at it.

At that moment, if I had my ladyboy friend and an identical genetic girl standing side-by-side, I would have chosen without hesitation the ladyboy.

It’s at moments like this that you realise just how sensual a ladyboy can be.  I still love women, and I still look at girls all the time. I don’t like men, and the idea of having sex with an adult male is as yukky to me as it is to any completely straight guy.



The ladyboy is an exotic, erotic creature. A Thai friend of mine, a man who is content with his wife but who sometimes has sex with ladyboys, says there is an explosive element to it. “It’s a very potent mix of chemicals and heat,” he said. “Plus, there is something of the forbidden about it.”

As for me, I would find it very hard to exist without them. Three weeks away from ladyboy company was pretty tough – I travel a lot, but I’m usually away for only a week at a time, which is survivable. Just about.