Public Sex in Bangkok

Out the window of our hotel is another building, just across a little alley, “spittin’ distance.”

I don’t mean that it’s a short ways; I mean that were the window capable of being opened, I could brush my teeth and hit the window of the building across from it with after rinsing.

It’s not like it’s any type of invasion of privacy. The windows there seem to be stacked up with boxes of something on the inside. It creates a little space at ground level, though, that is appropriate for romantic trysts.

Once again, we see that all things in the world are similar.

The parties enter, and eye contact is made. It is a silent agreement occurs with permanent consequences for the parties, right there on the spot. Silent at least until, in the throws of passion, the screaming wild sex overtakes their need for privacy and caution, announcing their assignation to the world.

It’s over quickly, although apparently not any more quietly than at its zenith. There are disputes to settle, loudly and in public. What was acquired during the relationship, thus becoming community property. Who will make the payments on the residence they couldn’t afford as a couple, much less now as individual households. Will he be involved in the raising of the children.

All this, while raising a ruckus like the Banshees from the 9th level of Hell.

Can anything bring you out of a sound sleep and make your heart race uncontrollably in panic like two stray cats in heat??

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