He was disappointed I hadn’t brought her with me. He was keen that he and Nin meet her again. If they’d known she was a potential bride they would have paid more attention that first time they’d met. I told them we meant to spend the rest of our lives together. They both snorted at that. But they humoured me, and started discussing options. Normally, they explained, an Englishman would commit to marry a Thai girl before they even actually met. It was kind of novel for romance to be involved. This news wasn’t surprising, although it seemed that Nin and chinese Roger had some kind of real love going on and they cared for each other. I wondered again if Nin was a pussy mail order bride. The thing I didn’t have was money. With money, everything is easy. You can go japan to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and pick up an express 1-day marriage license and be married the same day! Then you can go to the British Consulate – there was even one in Phuket – to arrange for British Citizenship, or you can apply for a visa and so on. It was straightforward and Roger could arrange it all. The only problem was that I was poor. In order to marry Pakpao I would have to pay her parents a dowry, called a Sin Sod. It surprised me that in Thailand the women were the land-owners and inherited the houses and that the men had to pay a dowry and were expected to move in with their wife’s parents. All the time I had been thinking about the men as being the ‘bar owners’ and it was probably the wives that owned those beach bars! It was all kind of confusing. I wondered if Pakpao was the oldest daughter, and I wondered generally how girls went to work in the go-go bars if they were set to inherit things. I had the feeling that I really didn’t _get_ the explanation of how the whole thing worked. Yet another complication was that I wouldn’t be eighteen until one week _after_ I asian was due to arrive home in England. In Thailand you can marry if you are seventeen _and can legally marry in your home country_. That cravat was the kicker: at seventeen you can only marry in England _with your parents consent_, and my parents were not available to be easily asked. Of course in England seventeen year-olds make a dash to Scotland to marry – Gretna Green and all that – but the Thai Ministry of Foreign Affairs wasn’t going to follow that line of reasoning. I would have to wait over two weeks in order to get married in a japanese day. Roger ummed and ahhed. I had the impression that if he had really approved of the whole thing he would have pushed it through easily enough. I had to get him to like Pakpao so would sponsor my wedding Sin Sod. Roger and Nin sat across from us at one of the restaurants near their house. Natalie sat on the end of the table on best behaviour. Pakpao and Nin seemed careful in front of each other; I was unsure what the hierarchy was, and unsure if they really knew either. I was mostly just glad they hadn’t arranged to meet at Otto’s bar. Roger was staring too obviously at Natalie. She seemed oblivious and I wasn’t sure if she was putting it out to win Roger over for us or if she was disgusted inside. Nin didn’t bat an eyelid but how comfortable could she feel having a husband lech over a young girl? Her mother's bellybutton was exposed, and below it, baby-blue yoga pants clung to the woman's crotch. "So, Kim, will you do it to Fernando today?" She kept getting wetter with every motion. Chapter 8 The ebony beauty riding James' cock closed her eyes as she was overcome with glorious ecstasy. There was most definitely more influx of gods and goddesses lately. It japanese was wrapped in a gold foil with a beautiful cobalt blue ribbon meticulously created for the present. 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