Tales of an Oversexed Gringo: An X-Rated Voyage Through the Forbidden Depths of the Philippines by Glen Sycamore

Author:Glen Sycamore
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-08-06T22:00:00+00:00

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The Trusty Visa Extension

Before arriving in Butuan, I checked to make sure I could extend my visa there. The trusty visa extension excuse was the optimal way to cut ties with the Butuan girl. I searched online for the immigration office's address and found it conveniently located within walking distance.

On the walk over, the Butuan girl and I passed through a Third World urban jungle. Beggars, hucksters, and legitimate business folk lined the streets. The elders employed children to beg for money. I felt a bit on edge, yet I welcomed the anomalous experience.

The Butuan girl was in a bitter mood because I refused to let her stay in the hotel room while I extended my visa. After getting robbed in Cebu, I became warier of guests.

The tiny immigration office was empty when we arrived. A senior Filipina served me, and she seemed suspicious of me. The room's decor appeared to be leftovers from the '60s or earlier. The jacked-up price of the visa extension surprised me. It included a fat fee for a mandatory immigration card that I never did receive.

I needed to exchange dollars to cover the fee, and exchanging money in Butuan was serious business. Western Union spent ages inspecting my dollars. At the first location, I thought the ladyboy clerk was trying to rob me by switching my bills with fakes, so I asked her to return my money.

The clerk at the second Western Union needed to call the owner to verify my dollars. I began wondering if they had ever seen dollars in person.

Meanwhile, the Butuan girl waited for me at the immigration office. She provided her information as a reference on my extension.

Once I handed over the pesos — that were nearly impossible to obtain — the skeptical senior Pinay processed my documents in a snap. One foreign family did show up while I was there. I couldn't fathom the reason why the father decided to move his family to Butuan.

During the return trip to the hotel, I distanced myself from the Butuan girl. The flame extinguished as fast as it had ignited. The sex had been fun, but outside of that, there was zip.

After she gathered her belongings back at the room, she left on a sour note.

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