I was first introduced to Thailand and Pattaya when I was 39, 26 years ago. My flat mate of several years in London and a group of his friends all travelled together. My flat mate had AIDS and was really not well, but so enjoyed embarrassing me by dragging me into the go go bars where young gentlemen flashed their hard willies in my face, and he laughed his head off when I blushed so much my glasses steamed up! We got back to London in mid May and he died in July.
After travelling to Thailand twice a year for several years for great holidays I fell for a bar boy, brought him to visit me in London for a month and the following year brought him to London and we entered our Civil Partnership in Chelsea Town Hall Registry Office, with all my friends attending and throwing a party for us. That was in December, and the following year in August he said he missed Thailand too much and he flew back home and I never saw him again.
When I retired twelve years ago and moved to live in Pattaya I promised myself I would never fall in love again, and I lasted over a year, enjoying lots of fun with many money boys. Then I fell again, but this time I knew it was one sided, and of course I couldn't expect a young man half my age to live with me, so I payed for his room, and supported him while also encouraging him to work, as he did as a receptionist in a hotel. It lasted over six years until I found out he was gambling a lot. I payed his debts three times and then broke off our relationship. His last message to me was to ask for 50,000 Baht....... Broke my heart, so I am living alone and happy now with friends and a comfortable life.