Scaramouche
Master Don Juan
Some time ago I was quite interested in "Englishmans"amorous adventures in the Philippines...I told my friend about it and he was quite taken with these exploits soon had a cyber seraglio on the net...I never really did anything substantial about pursuing things,but this poor fellow did...He runs a Gardening service makes good bickies,lots of unskilled things to do,mowing lawns,shovelling chips,pruning it never ends,a congenial companion who will work her end in the sack as well as in the Paddock,sounded a good Idea,so 800 Mails later he lands one...Brings her over,meets at the Airport,takes her home but on trying to unwrap this exotic little package,is told"I am a Lesbian"...so she sleeps on the lounge,the work aspect still seemed a goer,but after a few hours she just downs tools and plays with her phone...The few dollars she earned was spent on phone cards,she wont cook only eats take out food,sends photos of the Colenal Saunders boxes to her relatives...Soo for peaces sake,she has to go...an Airline ticket is rescheduled and she is leaving Thursday Morning...Soo That morning in the wee small hours a noise can be heard,my mate goes into the lounge Room,No Chicky Babe,he runs out onto the Staircase to see her doing a bolt out the door,he runs down grabs her,phones the Wallopers takes her and her luggage upstairs again...The worthy custodians of the Law arrive...Open up her gear...sure enough,cameras,I Pad,a kindle...Emigration Officials are called,she is handcuffed,they took her away,gave her a personal escort to Sydney Airport,put her on the Plane...My Mate spent about $5.000 on this stupid girl...So the moral is,take care with Mail order Goods.