— “And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free.” — John 8:32

That’s just a single sampling of the steamy hot photos included in this one-of-a-kind Bootcamp brochure, free to download right here.

If you tell me that such a thing is impossible for you—or you’re just not interested—so you downloaded it for the pictures only, I will completely understand. Even women will appreciate the beauty and raw, visceral sexiness.

It’s what makes the world go ’round far more than we care to acknowledge, and it’s such a shame that it’s apparently a shame now to even feel it, much less talk about it and confront the human condition in that way.

Let’s clear the air and I’ll acknowledge something. I am well aware that this sort of thing isn’t for everyone, even some paying members. Some will be legitimately put off, I understand that, and while I make no express or implied apologies, I can state that this is merely an announcement of a new gig of mine and I won’t be hitting you up about it all the time.

I’m giving notice upon its release for the benefits of those curious or interested in the service itself. Most of the promotion from here out will be on various social-media channels.

…How did it come about? A variety of factors. The proto-idea began three years ago while living on Jomtien Beach just a few clicks away. I was watching the dismal state of some older expat men…potbellied, all-afternoon beer swillers in girl bars…often with a young and pretty Thai girl in tow; and often enough, with a baby or young child that’s his.

So while I can on the one hand acknowledge the nuts & bolts of that value exchange—him getting a sexually exciting mate and her getting a financially secure and stable life she could only dream about—I thought, “what if I could at least get that guy into shape, for her sake?”

I later dropped the idea because I estimated the failure rate would be astronomical (temptation lurks everywhere 24/7 for weak men), so referral business would be too small.

… Many young Thai women have no problem dating and sleeping with guys more than twice their age, and some prefer it. My ex is an example. She was never with a man of her own age. At 16, after already being sexually active since 14, she married a 33 year old man and had two girls back-to-back at 16 and just after turning 18. And every man she was with after that relationship ended was even a wider age gap. With me, it was 32 years. Her 27-year-old sister is the same. Her boyfriend, who showers her with things, just financing a nice restaurant she’s running…is in his 70s.

You shake your head, but it’s a far more culturally nuanced and faceted thing than “it’s all about the money.” All of these girls had the chance to hook up with a man their own age with plenty of money.

I can’t even count the number of times in the last four years that pillow-talk included some partner saying something like, “you older than my father hahaha haha.”

It’s not a Judeo-Christian ethic or culture they live under. And, it’s even older than ours. Lose your hubris and presumption about this. They’re doing just fine and have been doing just fine for a lot longer than the perpetually triggered, woke of the Western world—both secular left and religious right.

You believe yourselves to be superior? You’re welcome to your cloistered, data-and-experience starved opinion.

Some months later, I was living in Phuket and just as they began letting folks back in the country after a quarantine, tourists began arriving into what was dubbed “Phuket Sandbox.” One young fellow was booked into the room next to me. He’d just finished engineering school in England—he’s an Englishman of Indian descent—and came out to take in Thailand for the first time.

So naive. He couldn’t do anything (even drive a motorbike…I had to give him instruction and on-the-road training). I fielded a million random questions…and then the chicks got to him. What does the dummy do? He does a staunch no-no, and that’s to fuck around with a Thai man’s girlfriend or wife.

I suspected as much when I saw him bring her in, and she’s got on a hoodie, looking straight ahead. Quickly into the room, then the quick departure a few hours later.

And then a few hours later, my English friend is getting a barrage of death-threatening messages in Thai from her account, only it’s not her.

Scared the shit out of him, and he packed up and fled within hours. He was smart enough to do that.

There are other stories, but you get the idea. Millions of single men come to Thailand annually, and they all lie about what they did here. It’s like what I call “the most profitable restaurant in the world that everyone is disgusted by, and no one ever eats at” (McDonald’s).

You’ve got hundreds of thousands of bar girls, gogo girls, massage girls, freelancing girls…and that’s just talking about the professionals. You have no idea how many workaday girls in offices and other regular employ do a little “short timing” on the side for some extra cash.

And with millions of dudes going what-who-not-me about it, it’s a wonder any of these girls make any money at all.

I like to help when I can, and help is exactly what I can do. Number one, I can for certain keep them out of the absolute no-no shits…and that goes beyond even the bar-girl scene because this whole environment does attract some—surprisingly not many—bad elements.

Beyond that, I can hugely enhance their experience, having them cut straight away to the good stuff and not be scammed into the leaves-you-wanting (and with empty pockets) stuff. Many other things with a well-planned-out, hands-on, boots-on-the-ground, personalized, confidential program.

So without further ado, download the thing and at least peruse my photos. I didn’t grab just any old things. These are the selections among hundreds of candidates.

Also, the new sub-blog Thailand Confidential is up and running. More sub-blogs coming soon with curated posts out of the 5500-posts archive.

… Now I have some things to reveal to members exclusively. I recently posted about the two lovelies I’ve been seeing, 1 Toothache; 2 New Girlfriends; and a Threesome, including the fantastic photos of them. I have some updates in story and photos.

… Something is going on with this testosterone (TRT) thing, and it’s blowing my mind. Sexual stuff. Crazy sexual stuff, without explicit detail…just enough to engage your imagination.

And finally, I have a super-secret special offer for members that’s so secret, you have to be a member to even know of it. There is a sale going on.

Ok, member folk, the super-secret deal is that for the Bootcamp, I’m offering 10% off for Annual members, 20% off for Lifetime members. That’s if you book your arrival date to fall within the next six months, and you pay the 10% of the discounted balance non-refundable booking fee (balance 30 days out from arrival). However, if you have to cancel for any reason, that booking fee is good as a credit for six months from when you cancel.

Essentially, that gives you up to a year of opportunity to snag the deal and work out all the details later. This is provided you’re certain you want to do this.

(Sorry, ladies, I’ve got nothing for you this time around, but I’m keeping that in mind and will come up with something to make it up to you.)

I texted someone I know a bit ago:

Could also be the body composition, or combo, who knows? What I’m sure about is a high T and no-bullshit gym work is going to get you laid a lot more and the sex is going to be fantastic.

Or, make excuses to cover laziness. Proclaim that sex isn’t that important. “Up to you,” as every Thai chick always says.

This is touchy. Na, the pig farmer from Buriram, is a high-end freelance escort, as best as I can describe her. She has 6 rich European customers she’s known for about three years each and who come to Thailand regularly. She’s a total pro in terms of knowing what they like and gets paid crazy money (up to $25,000 for a month). She’s currently staying with one for a couple of weeks, but messages me a couple of times per day. Her deal with the customers is it’s their vacation and if they wish to sample other amusements, it’s A-Ok with her. She can do the same, though rarely does.

The other night, she messages to send this brooding eyes selfie and to ask if GoGo girl (what she calls her) has come for the 10-day stay yet.

“Nope, tomorrow” (last evening).

“Do you want Far to come over? She wants.”

“Uh, let me think about it. I don’t want to fuck anything up and that’s kind of like your gift to me that we share.”

“Don’t worry about it. You want, or not?”

“Sure.”

Then it comes to pass that Far got busy, so guess who shows up for perhaps the craziest, hottest round of sheet wrinkling in my life? I’m not going to be explicit. Use your imagination. She was beyond satisfied, so was I.

There is a crazy, clicking connection here. And just 4 hours ago, she messaged to ask about coming over again. But I missed the message. Would have declined anyway, too close to when GoGo gets here after getting her son to sleep.

… In other news, my ex and I are battling to see who can piss each other off the most by relating stories, pictures, and screen clips of sexual exploits, complete with all the standard exaggerations lies. In one of those exchanges, I sent a screen clip about the threesome with Na and Far.

“You disgust me!”

Today…

The lesson here is that the truth shall set you free. I absolutely refuse to lie about a single thing, especially anything that would paint me in a bad light according to narrative convention.

The result? More sex and more amazing sex than ever. I won’t even lie to them about fantasies.

“Why you message my sister?” asks ex.

“Because I want to fuck her, of course. And if I said no, I do not, you will know I lie even if you don’t say it and instead lie yourself and say ‘good.'”

Result?

I told her that now that she’s had the threesome experience, time to get her sister on board and the two of them come visit in Pattaya.

“We’ll see what happen.”

Fingers crossed.

Having a great time with Sumitra. Not only is she in the top 0.001% of stature for Thai women, she seems to be totally unaware of how hot she is. She’s so simple and unassuming.

And, first girl ever that loves beef. I’ve taken her to McDonald’s three times: triple cheesburger, double Big Mac, and then a double Quarter Pounder.

Last night I cooked a meal that was especially appreciated. Went to Big C Extra, which has the best meat section in town. Australian, American, and New Zealand beef. They were having a 2-for-1 deal on the NZ fillets, 200 grams each. So I got 4 of them for the price of 2, which was about 30 bucks.

She was duly impressed and well fed.

When she went home to get her son off to school, I asked her, “have you ever met another Thai woman taller than you” (5’7″ 170cm)?

No was her answer. She went on to add that both the father of her son and another serious relationship she had for a few years, the men were significantly shorter than her, which makes sense.

Pretty much every tall Thai “man” you see is a ladyboy.

… What a crazy place I live in. I love it, and I’ll never leave.