20 Dollar Cambodian Girls: Part 1
Day 1: Cambodian Girls and Taxis
I had just got done spending three weeks in Thailand and I was ready for a new adventure. I booked a flight from Bangkok to Phnom Penh, Cambodia.
I had heard a lot of good things about Cambodian Girls especially from Around the World in 80 girls, a book about a guys adventures traveling the world. He talked about Cambodian women like they were some of the best and sexiest girls in the world.
I arrived at the airport and my hotel had a free shuttle from the airport to the hotel so I was waiting for them to arrive. There was another guy on my flight that was also going to my hotel. He was a 45 year old guy from Australia.
“Yeah, I’m here for the women. Sexy beautiful Cambodian girls.” He told me.
“I have heard good things about them too.”
“They will blow your mind, Mate.” He told me with a wink.
I arrived at the hotel and there was still daylight left, so I took a quick walk around. I was feeling horny and wanted to meet some Cambodian girls so I got online.
I had pipelined (set up dates online for when I arrive) back in Thailand and I had tried a few different websites. The one that had the most attractive girls with good response rates was Asiandating.com.
I was able to set up a date for later that night rather easily and two hours later she was outside my hotel in a taxi. I hopped into the taxi with her and we started talking. Her English wasn’t good, but I was able to understand.
After driving for a couple minutes I noticed that the taxi meter was much more expensive than in Thailand, it made me start worrying.
I’m always a bit paranoid the first day in a country, especially my first few hours in a country like Cambodia, and for good reason. It started to bother me that I didn’t know where we were going exactly.
“Where are we going again?” I asked her.
“To a bar I know, we will meet my friend there.”
“I just wanted to meet you.” I replied.
“It is just for a place to relax and talk.”
Something didn’t feel right. I didn’t trust this girl, there was something off about what she was saying.
“Stop the car.” I said semi-aggressively to the taxi driver.
He stopped the car and I got out. The girl ran after me and I told her that I didn’t want to go somewhere I don’t know with somebody I don’t know.
“Ok, we can talk here, but this is a dangerous place at this time of night.” She warned me.
I tried talking to her, but something didn’t feel genuine to me. I saw a tuk tuk (can’t remember what they are called in Cambodia but a motorcycle turned into a taxi) and I motioned for it to come pick me up.
“I’m going back to my hotel, I just don’t feel comfortable with you on my first night here.” I told her.
We went back to my hotel and I said goodbye as she went home. Another thing that bothered me is that I didn’t see many body language signals that she was that into me and since I’m the author of 120 Body Language Signals That She Likes You, I can always tell how into me a girl is.
It was late and I called it a night, but I did notice that 45 year old Australian guy leading two Cambodian girls into his hotel room. He was enjoying the girls. Wild guess… he was paying for it.
Day 2: Cambodian Girls with Magical Smiles
The next day I woke up and started exploring the city and doing all the research so I would know if somebody was taking me to a shady part of town or where they said they were taking me.
Cambodia was a sweet place during the day. They had really bomb food and I would go to a restaurant and buy a sea food meal for 2.50$ with everything included. That sea food meal was also the best tasting meal I had tried in Asia. It was a sea food noodles that was just bomb.
I returned home and talked to some girls on the AsianDating (the best dating site I have found in Cambodia, check it out if you want to know how Cambodian girls look) , I set up a date for later that day with a really cute girl.
We met at a place known for pizzas with dough made with marijuana. This girl was actually cuter than I expected. She looked more Vietnamese or Chinese than Cambodian to me, with her completely white skin and Asian eyes.
She had the best English of anyone I had met in Cambodia yet and our personalities clicked pretty well.
There was one thing I absolutely loved about her, her smile. She loved to laugh and she seemed so innocent. She was 19 years old and she was studying at a local university.
I bought her dinner and we ate and continued talking. I suggested we go back to my hotel so I could show her my travel pictures (a typical hotel bounce move of mine).
“Ok.” She said with her trademark cute smile.
After arriving in her hotel room, it escalated to sex rather easily. The sex was good, other than the fact that she went very dry very quickly. A dry pussy was not something I was used to, but seeing that cute girl lying naked on my bed made me push such things to the back of my mind.
She spent the night and actually bought me breakfast the next morning (always accept when a girl offers to do something or buy something for you because it’s a form of investment and it will make her care more about you.) We said goodbye afterward and I had every intention of seeing her again… after seeing what more Cambodia could offer.
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Day 3: Cambodian Girls and Second Chances
Even though I loved the local restaurant with the sea food noodles, I decided to go to a hotel with a better location and closer nightlife. I went to the more tourist area of the city and checked into my new hotel.
I realized I had probably been too harsh on the first girl. It had been my first day in a new country and I had been too paranoid. I explained that to her and we planned another date.
I had her tell me the spot we would meet ahead of time so I could learn more about it. It was a bar closed to my hotel. I told her I would meet her there that night.
When I arrived she was already there and we immediately started drinking. I checked the prices and it was only two dollars a beer, not bad. She didn’t want any alcohol, just cranberry juice.
We drank for about two hours and still something didn’t feel right about this girl, there was something cold about her. I would flirt but she would not open up. I decided to leave and try my luck at some night game with a girl I was feeling a connection with.
I had three beers, so I took out 6 american dollars (they use american dollars in Cambodia). Then they showed me the tab. 27$. Wtf?
They had counted all of her drinks and charged me 5$ each. I was on a pretty strict budget, not to mention in South East Asia I had very rarely spent over 5$ total on a date (food, transportation, etc.).
“What is this?” I objected to the tab.
All the people in this place immediately came over and started talking to me. They told me that I payed for the other girls drinks. I fought it for a couple of minutes, but as people started to get angrier I decided it was probably best not to get shanked over 20$.
I payed the tab and left. The bad vibe I had originally got from the girl made sense. She had never meant to get me killed or even have guys physically rob me, she had meant to take me to that bar where they would ridiculously overcharge me for drinks and she would get a commission. I should have noticed how stone cold she was and took the hint.
After that I wasn’t in a good mood, but I checked out a bar close by. I was feeling horny and a shitty mood wasn’t going to stop me from getting what I wanted.
I started flirting with the bar tender. Then another girl started really hitting on me. The bar tender seemed really into me, but this other girl had a good sized rack, one of the bigger ones I had seen in South East Asia. As a boob man I had to change targets.
It was clear that this girl was a prostitute, but I had shored probably five girls in my life before that point (knowingly) and I was up for the challenge with this girl. (Shoring is making a prostitute like you so she will want to have sex with you and not ask you to pay.)
“I don’t pay for sex.” I repeated multiple times because her English didn’t seem very good. “But I like you.”
She ended up finally biting and I took her back to my hotel for the bang without much effort. Her boobs were nice, but not as nice as I had originally expected. However, this girls stories were very interesting. She told me about how an Australian guy had bought her virginity for 1000$ (ish I can’t remember exactly) when she was 16 (she was now 19). He had spent tons of time with her for a month, before finally growing tired of her. It was kind of a sad story as she had developed feelings for him in that time.
Then she told me about how her parents had to hide when Cambodia had it’s massacre years earlier. How her mom had hid in the jungle for weeks, so that the regime that won the civil war wouldn’t find her and send her to one of the death camps. Cambodia murdered 1/3rd of its own population during that time.
She may have been a Cambodian hooker,but she was a cool girl with an interesting life story. I felt good, I had turned a shitty night into a pretty good one.
Day 4: Cambodian girls that don’t speak
I did my usual day thing of exploring the city. When traveling alone I get bored easily, so it motivates me to go out into the city to meet new people.
I went into a bar area and saw some prostitutes playing pool. I came over and asked if I could join.
“Sure. You can play next.” One of them said.
I ordered a beer and just started teasing and joking with the girls, I was just enjoying my time. They were not particularly pretty, but honestly I was just in a social mood and wanted to talk.
They bought me my next round of beer and as always I graciously accepted. My teasings were reciprocated and two of the girls started really flirting with me.
As I played against them, they started getting more and more sexual. Showing peaks of their nipples as I was concentrating. These two girls really liked me and it was obvious.
They started arguing amongst themselves in Khmer (the local language) and then finally one of the girls literally said to me:
“Is your hotel close?”
“Take me home with you, I want to go to your bed.” She told me giggling.
“I don’t pay for sex.” I replied.
“Free.” She said giggling.
“Then when you come back it’s my turn.” The other girl chimed in.
Unlike the first girl I had met in Cambodia, these girls seemed genuine, but even though they were in their early twenties, they had more of the hardcore hooker vibe that I just wasn’t attracted to. The shores I had done up to that point had only been with girls that had an innocent look and were usually only 18 to 20 years old.
“Sorry girls, I can’t tonight, but I will be back here in a few days.”
It was a cool experience because I had never had two girls throw sex at me so easily, let alone accept that one would fuck me, then the other. Those girls weren’t joking either. Cambodia was an interesting place.
I spent the rest of the day exploring and making new Cambodian friends. I returned to that same bar area with the pool area that night, but those girls were nowhere to be found.
I sat at a bar and ordered a beer. I did the usual flirting with the waitress thing (which they are paid to do in places like that) until I noticed a thin girl with a cute face.
As she walked by I used the body language attraction move “smiling eyes” to get her attention (I have used this to get the attention of a LOT of girls since then, but this is around the point where it started and it led to one of the 9 laws in The 9 Laws of Attractive Body Language for Men). She came over to me and just smiled. Then she started trying to communicate…
She was a deaf girl. She communicated with her hands and expressions. I took out my phone and tried to get her to write. She seemed confused, then one of the waitresses came and told me she doesn’t know English.
You will never find it more difficult to communicate than you will with a girl that not only doesn’t speak English, but doesn’t speak at all. She couldn’t even use the tone of her voice to convey her thoughts.
But wow did she try. She was actually good at using her hands to convey ideas. During all this her enthusiasm was contagious. Even though I couldn’t say a thing to this girl, I really enjoyed being around her. Just a happy go lucky girl who seemed as happy as can be even though she was in a bad situation.
I met her in a bar, so it was clear that this girl was a hooker, but I was going to go for it. My second shore in a row and my first deaf girls, should I go for it? Uh… yeah. And that’s what I did.
I did my best to convey to her that I would not pay her for sex. It seemed like she understood, but it was hard to know for sure. I took her hand and led her back to my hotel and she joined me happily.
When we were in my room, she jumped into the shower. I got into bed and five minutes later she came out in a towel and climbed into bed with me. N0 lmr. This girl was just happy to be with me, a big smile on her cute face.
Sex was good that night and the next morning I braced myself with problems if she were to ask me for money. She never did. She only communicated that she wanted to see me again.
She had such a difficult life, but she was always so happy. I admired her for it. I ended up seeing her a few more times. I never gave her money, but I would take her to a store and we would pick out a bunch of food, drinks and snacks and take them back to my room and watch movies (which i’m sure she didn’t understand, but she seemed to really enjoy) all day. Great memories.
Thoughts of the difficulties in the lives of Cambodian girls entered my mind. Which made me think back to the girl from day 2 with the magical smile. I had to see her again…