Black as the Night by Louie
Posted by Louie | Blog, Reader Submissions | Posted on March 24th, 2011
She was black as the night;
Louie was whiter than white,
Danger, danger when you taste brown sugar,
Louie fell in love overnight.
It had started out as a quiet happy hour drink in a bar close to my home. I was sipping a fruity cocktail in the afternoon while I thumbed through reports that I needed to read for work. Normally I would have had a couple drinks then cruised home for an early night’s sleep.
But Jim came through the door, and, seeing me, greeted me with a hearty hello and sat down with me. Two drinks became three, and three became six. He said he was going to meet some friends at a bar down the street, and invited me along. I squinted at my watch and saw that it was just past nine in the evening. If I kept it short I’d still be okay for work tomorrow. I told Jimmy that I’d tag along with him.
I didn’t stay with Jim and his friends for long. The group split up soon after we arrived, and for some reason I decided to go off on my own for one more drink before heading home.
I was sitting alone in a beer bar nursing my last drink of the night, still carrying my briefcase from work. The usual collection of Thai freelancers was in the bar, and I was bored. A few more minutes and I’d be on my way.
That was when I saw her.
Two girls came into the bar together. They were black. By “black” I don’t mean that milk-chocolate brown of most African-Americans; I mean the silky blackness of skin that you see on women who were born in the thick jungles of Africa. Skin so black that it seems to have a bluish sheen when seen in the sunlight, and it disappears to an inky stain in the night. Skin so black that a girl’s eyes and teeth flash like the beacon of a lighthouse at night when she blinks her eyes, or when a smile plays across her lips.
One of them was an average-looking African girl, but the other one… well, she looked flawless. She had the high cheekbones and full lips of her race, and she looked slender, but full-breasted. There was a three-inch gap between her blouse and her jeans, and I could see that she had a slender waist and more of that silky-smooth jet black skin.
Our eyes met. She smiled and I smiled back. We had formed a bond.
This was an African freelancer named Angel who had wandered out of her normal hunting grounds near Soi 5. She was exotic. She was beautiful. She was interested in coming home with me.
We went through the ritual of a freelancer hooking her customer, which took about 15 minutes. Somewhere along the line I posed for a Polaroid picture with her, then I paid the bill and we headed out the door together.
Since I had to work early in the morning, and we were near my home, I didn’t want to go to a short time hotel. We started the short walk to my place. That’s when I noticed that the second girl was coming along too. Honestly, I might not have minded a threesome with these girls, and they were certainly up for it, but the second girl wasn’t that hot, and I didn’t have enough time to enjoy it.
Still, the two of them came all the way to my home with us before I convinced the second one that I didn’t want her to stay.
After she left I was ready to get right down to business. I wanted to see if it was true that they’re all pink on the inside. I peeled off my clothes and encouraged Angel to do the same.
I was surprised by what I saw when she did.
Those big tits turned out to be made of cloth filled with some squeezable substance that had been squeezed in to fill up the c-cup bra she had been wearing. Her actual breasts were fairly small, and they looked like balloons that had been blown up a long time ago, then had the air leak slowly out of them. They were wrinkled and droopy.
She’d had a kid.
Her mid-section, which had been exposed so nicely by her choice of clothes, was in similar condition. Below the smooth skin that I’d seen in the bar lay a wasteland of stretched-out baby leftovers.
Not good.
I decided to make the best of it. We showered, and then jumped in the bed where we had 30 minutes or so of white on black before I fell asleep exhausted from alcohol and sex.
I was startled when my alarm jangled loudly at six o’clock. I looked beside me and saw a lump on my bed. It was Angel, wrapped head to toe in my blanket, trying to stay warm. I decided to slip it to her one more time before I kicked her out and went to work. I pulled on a rubber and lifted the blanket.
As soon as she felt the cold air of the room hit her naked backside she pulled the blanket back. I lifted it again and she screamed that she was sleeping.
“Later”, she said. “You can fuck me again later. Now I want to sleep.”
I broke the bad news to her that there’d be no more sleep at my place today. She could open her legs and increase her tip, or she could shower and get dressed, but I had to go to work, so one way or another it was time for her to wake up.
She decided that if she had to wake up she’d do it with a shower, not with her legs in the air.
Twenty minutes later we were both ready to go. I opened my wallet and was mildly surprised to find that I had only 6 notes in my pocket totaling 1,000 baht. I pulled all of them out and gave them to her in a bundle.
She was displeased. I explained that I had to go to the ATM to get the rest of her cash, but she wasn’t listening. She was prattling on about needing 5,000 baht to pay her rent. I made it clear that she wasn’t gonna be getting anything close to 5,000 baht and she started to raise her voice.
She said that wasn’t going anywhere until I gave her more money.
Explaining that I had no more money in the room had no effect. She was on a roll.
At one point she tried to lock herself in the bathroom. Knowing that I had to get to work, I guess she figured I’d go to the ATM and come back with her cash.
But I wouldn’t let her close the door to the bathroom.
“I have to urinate” she said in her haughty African voice that seemed tinged with a French accent.
“No problem. Go ahead.” I said, standing inside the doorway and staring at her.
“I have to pee” she added, thinking perhaps that I didn’t understand the meaning of urinate.
I told her again that she was welcome to do so, but to get on with her business since I had to go to work now. She insisted on closing the door. I insisted on keeping it open. In the end, she refused to pee, and went to sit on my bed.
I picked up her purse, and she looked startled. I put it on the floor out in the hallway, then threw her shoes out there as well. She still wouldn’t budge off the bed.
“Look, I have to go to work now” I said. “Let’s go.”
“Not until you give me more money!” she demanded.
Tired of her childishness, I picked her up in my arms and carried her out into the hallway, setting her down on the floor with a thud. If you’re gonna stage a sit-in, you need to be more than 39 kilos to be effective. I grabbed my briefcase, locked my door and headed outside.
She quickly scooped up her bag, slipped on her shoes and ran after me.
We traded some quick words, with me scolding her for causing problems. She followed me to the ATM where I withdrew a 3,000 baht, peeled one off and handed it to her, putting the other two in my pocket.
Mollified, she smiled and said “thank you”.
Then she shocked the hell out of me by asking me for my phone number.
“Not a chance in hell” I said, then strode off towards work, leaving her standing on the sidewalk as the morning sun came up.
I might well have forgotten all about Angel if it hadn’t been for the Polaroid. When I got home from work that night I saw it lying on the head of my bed – a picture of me with a smiling African girl in my lap. My memory hadn’t played any tricks on me. She was a beautiful in the photo as I had thought she was when I saw her in the bar the night before.
I quietly crumbled the photo into a ball and threw it into the garbage can.
Louie nearly caused a scene
Wishin’ it was a dream.
Ain’t no diff’rence between black and white,
Brothers, you know what I mean.
55 Responses to “Black as the Night by Louie”
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"your really black" hahaha, and really fat....
Good one debtstar!
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‘If you’re gonna stage a sit-in, you need to be more than 39 kilos to be effective’ – LOL.
A timely and clear reminder of the hazards of take-home LT’s vs the convienience and hassle-free nature of the ST Room. When dealing with unknown quantities, think ‘proactive damage limitation ….’ Louie, you got off lightly on this occasion, that could have gone Tarantino in literally no time.
I reckon these sort of take-home LTs blow up to some degree at least 25% of the time….
great story/great job tho’ !
View all comments by Hunch
That story was awesome…
It was going great and then the rug gets pulled out from under you with the tits. But you still make it work only to have an episode spill out to the street… Loved it.
“Not a chance in Hell” = my # is 08UFUCKOFF
View all comments by ROLLN
What? No creampie? Weak
View all comments by Young Penfold
Seriously though, good story. Ive always been tempted to vaginally infiltrate one of those chocolate lovelies whos eyes and teeth illuminate Suk road like fireflies at 3am, but never had the courage to go through it.
Im kinda worried Id accidentally drop an unintentional, yet highly comical racial slur, which would end up only souring the sexual experience, or result in her calling her brothers up to stamp my face into the kerb. Risk versus reward.
View all comments by Young Penfold
I dont know exactly why…but when I read this story…these lyrics came to mind…
Bus stop rat bag
Ha, ha, charade you are
You fucked up old hag
Ha, ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
You’re nearly a good laugh
Almost worth a quick grin
You like the feel of steel
You’re hot stuff with a hatpin
And good fun with a hand gun
You’re nearly a laugh
You’re nearly a laugh
But you’re really a cry
View all comments by Indu WangZi
I also have experienced the “morning after” effect….the warm glow of pre-coitus excitement…to be contrasted with the unwieldy skank that she turns into the next morning…to be left with pictures of a more innocent time.
I think it’s happened to most of us here…
enjoyed the story
View all comments by Indu WangZi
Chocolate Starfish mai??
View all comments by KhunKunta
Man, had she pulled that 6k crap on me I would have just said, “Okay, let’s call the Police”. If she didn’t shut up, I would have called them in. She’d of been beaten to a pulp.
View all comments by pmmp
Seriously thats some set of kai for a black chick in bkk…
Good story tho!
View all comments by cam
Nicely written.
View all comments by Rick Masters
I often walk past the harlem section of sukhumvit with one half of my brain saying ‘trouble, trouble, trouble’ and the other half saying ‘want, want, want’
View all comments by doctorbond
“wasteland of stretched-out baby leftovers” mmmmmmm lunch
View all comments by But Different
For some obscure reason this reminded me of the story of young Johnny.
When asked by his young & attractive schoolteacher to make up a sentence using the word urinate he thought carefully for a short time & came up with
“My dad says you’re an eight but if you had better tits then you would be a ten”
View all comments by Wombat
Why Oh Why Louie and you work in BKK would you get involved with these lowest of the low African trash…I agree with Hunch’s comments. I’ve stayed on lower Suk lots of times and I can’t believe why Thailand with all it’s strict visa laws etc allows these Africans,Nigerians so much free movement..yeah I hear they control the drug scene between Suk 3 & 11 and payments high up the food chain happen. These Black Hoes are the skanky GFs or were Hoes back in Africa and come to Thailand with the trouble making drug dealing bastards that have stuffed up so much of Sukumvit and would knife you in a flash…Sorry bout the rant but I hate the sight of them.
It is a good post though Louie. BTW I’m not a racist but these people are TROUBLE.
View all comments by Miss u
@Indu – respect! A fine tune from PINK FLOYD’S ANIMALS >>>>> Was Dave Gilmour’s guitar ever as smokin as on this track?
@Penf: A brown bag + eyeholes for her, a white conical hat + eyeholes for you…..
@doctorbond – so true, so true
Back to Louie: Why cant these scrubbers clean up their act?? I mean come on…
View all comments by Hunch
HIV…..
endemic in Africa. 1 in 3 of the general population of some countries there (eg. Zimbabwe) and even higher in their metro populations and astronomical in their hooker class. Give very very wide birth.
I like fact didnt crumble here in this story. Fact she asked 4 phone nuimber – shows is all a game to them. no great anger there. just trying it on. Stand your ground.
View all comments by gytf
Jesus i had that once.. hate those “nom naa” too, droopy, paddy field titties. Once played a game of nig nips with a friend walkin down soi 5, sneakily touching black girls tits and walking on briskly before a stabbing incident. i won 7-4. Such banter, such times….
View all comments by Barfine Warrior
should’ve taken the friend and made an oreo
View all comments by UnCochinoWetback
I’ve never sampled the dark ones on lower suk but I to have wanted too. I did however try it out in Barcelona once. Nirobian if I remember correctly. ehh.
@ Louie, Sorry to go off topic. But I thought everyone would be amused at this gem I received this morning. This is a serious piece of customer networking and support for her bar, basically I’m back boys… I bet a few of you got a nearly exact message.
hello my xxxx
my handsome how are you ? i hope you good , long time i not send email to you i stay in bkk about 4 month already , forget me already ? yes i think so , i can send eamail to you or not ? tell me
but i like to send email to you , you know but i never forget you , you man in my dream i like you , but we can not stay together i will keep you in my dream forever , i not know what you thinking about me , but ok i don’t care , only me thinking of you am so happy already i think we can not see and can not stay together same befor , but ok when i thinking of you am so happy now i have stomach already , now about 6 month , now i stay alone , my b/f he working in hk
you know i like farang too much , and i want baby with farang , i think very cute you know my dream and real different , you know why ? farang can not take care me , befor i aslo have farang b/f he also can not take care me when you have baby ? i think very cute , this my email so long i hope you not lazy to read my email i envy your g/f , she can do many thing with you , she can have baby with you you know i worry about you 1 thing , you sleep with other lady already , i think yes don’t forget to take care your self , i think you can do , very easy you go to baccara already ? now have more lady and youg lady , i think you like,,, take care -xxx
View all comments by ROLLN
I realize that this will be the least interesting response here, as it’s about money and practical shit and not creampies. However, what is the thought process for this particular hooker? I can understand the reasons a girl becomes a hooker, either in Uganda or Thailand. I can understand moving a long distance to maximize job opportunities (something I myself will be doing soon). This girl is obviously attractive enough (when hooker-level-clothed) to attract the attention of a seasoned player of the game IN FUCKING THAILAND, where I would say the whoring market is one of the most competitive in the world. Thailand is not an especially easy place to get to from Africa, it’s certainly much easier to get to Europe or North America. So why, of all places, would this girl choose Thailand to work her trade?
Put another way, to me this is like me saying, ‘Hey there, I’m going to sneak my ass into BANGALORE to program databases.’ Or an electrical engineer crashing over the border to find work in Burma. I guess Adam Smith’s famous capital seeking hand is not just invisible but occasionally inscrutable.
View all comments by Scampering Jack Wilshere
i was high on smack in hong kong many moons ago
i walke to 7/11 for water
a nubian queen who was sat on steps of 7/11 said as i left
“HEY YOU I WANNA FUCK YOU. FUCK MY PUSSY, MY MOUTH AND MY ASS”.
“How much?” I asked
“Free”
I obliged.
Gotta love HK
View all comments by pizza man
@ PizzaMan – but did you creampie her?
View all comments by Young Penfold
Is it a common gambit for a girl who thinks the guy is underpaying her to lock herself in the guy’s bathroom? I don’t get it.
What’s the counter to that move? You can’t just leave– when you come back the girl may have stolen anything not bolted down and taken a dump in your bed. I guess you just pretend to leave and act really quiet until she comes out. Or make sure you have a key to your own bathroom.
View all comments by gavinmac
gm.. Ideally the door opens outward, then you can wedge it shut and lock the wretch in…by the time you return from a 12 hour boozathon, they will be keen to leave, i’m sure.
View all comments by rope-a-dope
Was hoping someone could give me the low-down on the current best disco/club scene in BKK…Insomnia (how is it an where)? Nana Liquid? Spicy? Swing?
Looking at places to go…2am or later and are especially good for late night trowling.
View all comments by Indu WangZi
“I wanted to see if it was true that they’re all pink on the inside.”
and the answer was?
View all comments by Riodon
@Indu: Insomnia is packing it out and not too bad. It’s located Suk Soi 12. Link to their website here.
Nana Liquid also packs it every night with a nice selection of freelancers. Not my fav since it’s too close to home and I’m also not a big fan of the loudness (music and decor), but I always seem to have a good time there.
Spicy is the same as it ever was. Wank on Friday and Saturday, but every other day is pretty good. Really, don’t go on the weekend, it’s torture. After Spicy, Swing still goes til about 8am and is packed with the late night party crowd. The best option at that time for sure.
Went to Scratch Dog on Suk Soi 20 in the Windsor Hotel last week. Was shocked that it was half full on a Saturday night. Mostly a Thai crowd here and not as freelancer rich, but if you have any type of game you can hook up with some nice one’s here.
Haven’t been to Climax in maybe a year. Liquid and Insomnia are better options imho.
View all comments by pmmp
Pmmp…thanks, appreciate it. Looks like I may be in town on Wednesday…any chance you’d want to hit one or all of the venue above?
View all comments by Indu WangZi
Having seen my fair share of Africans (try Bahrain or Dubai if that’s your scene and don’t feel like flying to Kampala – IMHO though East Africans are the best looking, as in Ethiopian/Eritrean/Madagascarian (?), think Beyonce), I’ll have to say I am staying as far away from them as I can:
1) think that there are NO good news in the lands where they come from. I mean, we’re talking famine, warfare, mass executions and rapes, AIDS on a massive scale; I’m just not interested in being with someone who has been through 10000 mercenaries (I might exaggerate, but you get the point, and AIDS is indeed massive over there; a doc once recommended to me that if I plan on playing the field, I should stick to Asians or perhaps Russians, and especially avoid Africans, even with condoms and all)
2) there is absolutely no connection (for whatever it’s worth); if you live in/have been to Thailand, hey at least you can talk morlam to a Issaan farmer’s daughter after the deed is done. What on Earth will you talk to someone coming from — well, with the background mentioned at #1? (if you have lived in Africa maybe you can relate, but I sure as hell can’t)
3) these girls usually have pimps; with a freelancer I know that my $$$ goes to her for her own efforts, but why would I want to make some asshole rich? It’s just not right
4) based on the reports I heard, blacks tend to be quite bad in the sack (Cannot comment on that from personal experience though!)
View all comments by Mbwana
love Penfolds obsession with creampies! they should be mentioned more often. they are after all the mother of all creation… and we are all here today because of daddy’s drippy mass of cumshot lol
View all comments by Barfine Warrior
I understand sexing up a dark friend, if you have lived in BKK for a while, & need a change, but beyond that, I do not understand entering a Nigerian in BKK.
View all comments by AUK
Sorry to say Dark, but ‘Black’ is a racist comment in the UK.
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@ Barfine,,
So true. I propose a toast for Creampies…
View all comments by ROLLN
Creampie on toast?
hmmmm….
View all comments by Werewolf
@Indu: Responded via email. A good Wed. run would be Cowboy for the tease, Insomnia around 2:30, Liquid 3:30, Spicy 4:30, Swing 5:30. Engage!
View all comments by pmmp
‘Sorry to say Dark, but ‘Black’ is a racist comment in the UK’
Since when AUK? The BBC and other media and newspapers etc all use the term black. ‘Dark’ just sounds like someone trying too hard not to be racist – My last black girlfriend in the UK called herself ‘black’ and me ‘white’ the fact that she was brownish and I was pinkish didn’t seem to bother her…
View all comments by doctorbond
Nice one Doc. These folks should learn to leave that PC crap back in what ever country they came from. Damn sure don’t need it here, it’s no wonder the chrome pollers, get an attitude listening to all that PC horseshit, they start to believe that shit.
View all comments by The Man
Pmmp…you’re reading my mind…that sounds like a plan. Meet @ Mango at 9?
View all comments by Indu WangZi
Scampering Jack : “So why, of all places, would this girl choose Thailand to work her trade?”
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Because her pimp dragged her along to Thailand, and she had little say in the matter.
Good story, Louie … I knew the outcome the moment you wrote “they were black”. Nothing good can come of people from that particularly part of Africa.
It’s not about skin color, it’s about the crap culture they are from.
View all comments by RealDaffyDuck
YP’s current obsession with creampies could be cause of the current lack of them he is having back in the mother country perhaps??
Riodon..they’re pink. I seen pictures. Will bring em next time.
WW..would that be salted??
View all comments by whisperingoldman
@doctorbond
Agreed. I worked in South Tottenham schools for a year. 95% of my kids were black. They called themselves black. Their parents (African, Carribean, British) said black. The teachers said black. I said black.
It’s a descriptive term. Of course they aren’t truly black, neither is a white person truly white.
Who. Cares.
View all comments by GDT
I been with a few ‘non-whites’… In Nigeria we just called them ‘locals’.
View all comments by Daywalker
@RDD – yeah, I guess that makes sense. I still would question the financial good sense of the pimp, but then again one probably doesn’t get involved in the BKK pimping business because one has a keen mind for markets and a lot of options.
@All – ‘black’ is not a problem in most of the US, save maybe college campuses and a few ultra-lefty organizations. ‘African-American’ is sometimes the preferred nomenclature in those places, but as George Carlin said, if a white racist KKK member born and raised in Cape Town moves to Vermont, he should properly be called ‘African-American,’ so the term leaves a bit wanting.
View all comments by Scampering Jack Wilshere
@Doctorbond – I don’t agree with the PC Shit either.
At primary school up here in Nottingham, they have to say Chalkboard, not Blackboard.
The children can’t sing BAA BAA Black sheep, has to be BAA BAA WoolLy sheep!
And Golliwogs are BANNED!
I’m from a Roman background, so class myself as Anglo Romany Saxon.
I am white, but sometimes go to a light olive skin, after a weeks sunshine.
View all comments by AUK
@AUK: Light olive skin? You been eatin them there gay pills again boy? Roman Brits are definitely the elite, so word on that. The Italian blood from the Roman British era probably accounts for the somewhat competent level of football being produced, and for the level of civilization in general. Taking that one step further, because of Italy’s proximity to Africa, African blood has made it’s way into Britiannia as well so some of you Brits might actually be related to some of the lower Suk imports discussed in this post. Hey, don’t shoot the messenger. Themz is the facts man.
View all comments by pmmp
AUK – fair point my friend, but I think those are just fringe PC idiosies. The black police officers call themselves ‘The Black Police Officers Association’ and the MOBO awards are ‘Music of Black Origin’ – so I’m going with the majority.
I do remember a decade or so ago briefly worrying about whether I should state, when asked, if I wanted my coffee black or white – for a while some restaurants would ask you with milk or without? – but saying black (or white) seems to be acceptable again – thank goodness.
PMMP – Roman Brits the elite? So True. Have you noted my finely shaped Roman nose?
View all comments by doctorbond
pmmp, that’s why we built the wall – keep them lower Suk types (Roman Brits)out of god’s country!
View all comments by Riodon
PMMP – I was only talking about DV8, & the Gay pills last night!
According to National Geographic, we are all of Black Origin. Must get to Lower Suk, to see if any of my sisters are plying their wares, the dirty Ho’s.
Docbond – I also have a slightly Romanesque nose.
YP – How is the job?
View all comments by AUK
@Riodon: Ireland is God’s Country, agreed.
View all comments by pmmp
Mmmh naw, pmmp, I think Riodon means Scotland…it’s the place where blokes have been dressing like Thai Coyote dancers for years!!!
View all comments by Miss u
Can’t be. Riodon implied the place shares a boundary with England. Scotland is like 10,000 miles away.
View all comments by pmmp
Dunno, not many places really wanted to share a boundary with England, well apart from Germany a few times last century,,,and they got a wall….for a while.
But on another subject, Doc Bonds Roman Nose..I noticed a lot of Arab women on lower Suk with a white bandage patch taped over their nose, could it be they have had a “finely shaped Roman Nose” model installed. If so, whats that all about?
View all comments by Miss u
pmmp, Stopped in Sunday night, sorry no brass ring for you, topless or not no winners in that group. OK …….well………. maybe one, but it wasn’t behind the bar. Sorry pal, just call them like I see them!
View all comments by The Man
I have a Kenyan friend in BKK warned me to stay well clear of his countrywomen. He used to hang out with some of them, but was scared of getting caught up in their scams, and now avoids them. They would tell him about their rip offs, their drug deals, and their connections to all things rotten.
View all comments by wineguy
Stories from a Kenyan about his own would make a great read.
View all comments by whisperingoldman