Like I said in my last post, one you should read before reading this one that all hell would break loose. Here’s how things went down.

I was invited a by five or six girls to play some drinking/card game and we all sat down on the wooden deck next to the water close to my new room. It’s too bad I can’t show the one minute video I made from the card playing. I was with Nina at that time but couldn’t keep my eyes of Dara who looked fucking hot. I pushed too far by asking Dara to stay with me again and she happily said yes to it. I thought I could do this because Nina didn’t mind me sleeping with her friend Seda and when I told Nina I wanted to be with Dara again she responded calm and said yes but look pissed of. I should have known jealousy would take over and never to underestimate a women’s emotions.

I had to make a Skype call to my Russian girlfriend who I neglected a bit over the past weeks. She was in tears for nearly an hour on the phone. When I returned from the internet café, everything had changed and girls were in panic. Communication with Cambodian girls was already hard but now they were shouting and screaming at me. This is what happened according to eye witnesses.

Nina and Dara got into an argument over who could stay with me and some of the girls had badmouthed me, including Soriya who was still pissed of I banged a lot of other girls when she left to Sihanoukville. Remember, these were freelance hookers who could make money every night but fought over a guy who wouldn’t pay them anything for many days. Apparently things got heated up and Nina went crazy and jumped in the filthy disgusting lake and disappeared. The girls went crazy and four of the Nigerian guys had jumped in to search for her. Some of them had lost jewelry and a mobile phone. They couldn’t find her and got out of the water, a few minutes later I walked back into the guest house and people try to explain what happened to me.

Than one of the girls saw that the light in my room was on and I went into my room and found Nina laying on the floor, dripping wet and not responding or saying anything to me. I yelled to the still panicked girls that she was in my room and closed the door behind me. She must have swim under the wooden deck and climbed into my room through the window.  Nina wouldn’t say a thing and I dragged her in to bathroom, undressed her a bit and showered the dirty water of her.  I tried to ask her what happened but she just stared in front of her.  I reckoned she must have used some stronger drugs than only weed. She had told that she used some “ice” sometimes but I told her I didn’t want to hear about it and told her not to use that shit. At one point I heard a knock on the door, I opened it and Dara and a girl named Rosie were asking about Nina, they were angry for being scared that much.

Suddenly the door opened and Nina came out shouting something and started arguing with Dara in the Cambodian language.  I heard the words Neil and “long hair” as I was called there several times And then it happened; Nina punched Dara really hard in the face. You could hear the punch land on her face. It could have been a knockout blow but Dara kept standing on her feet and grabbed Nhu. They immediately started kicking and punching, I tried to separate them but they were holding each others hair and were all strangled up. By now the whole guesthouse was watching, including all foreigners. Some guys working at the guesthouse ran over and violently beat both girls until they let go. I jumped in because one of the guys was really giving it to them.  Dara walked of crying and Nina was crying in the corner of the room. I told the staff I would take care of it and closed the door. Nina was out of control but I told her to be quiet and calm down. Her face was bruised from the beating the staff gave her. It all went super fast and the whole fight took less than half a minute. The staff came back and wanted to kick her out but I bribed them with 5 dollar and said she would leave in the morning

I told Nina to stay in the room and said I would give her a beating if she left. Outside guesthouse I saw a crying Dara, even though she had fairly dark skin I could see her eye was blackened and bruised. She was there with her sister and some friends who were all raging and waiting for Nina to come out. I had to talk a lot to calm things down and I told them that Nina wouldn’t come out of the room because I didn’t want more fighting. They agreed. I felt really bad because Dara truly is not only a very sexy girl but also a sweet and honest one. Most freelancers are cold hearted bitches but she truly was a sweet girl.

The next morning I had a serious talk with Nina and was still angry with her but I really was angry with myself for fucking things up. She felt bad also and wanted me to have sex with her but I didn’t wanted to. After she kept pushing she gave me a blowjob and left. She was not allowed back at the guesthouse.

Some guys I’ve known for a while there were giving me a hard time but basically were just jealous. I went to the internet cafe and saw that Dara had read me an email saying she didn’t want to see me again. After writing a long email back to her I went to room and watched a movie or something. At night things were calmed down a bit but people were still talking about it. At night I saw that Dara came to sit on the deck by the water and ignored me. I felt depressed and went back to my room. After a while came Rosie at my door and said Dara wanted to talk with me, she had read my email and was moved by it. Things were okay again between me and her. I was happy as a clown. She stayed with me that night.

The next day I was a fucking legend around Lakeside parts. I was that guy that slept with hookers for free and had them fight over me. But I learned my lesson. I stayed with Dara and didn’t go with any other girls although the pushed themselves on me. More jealousy arose and some girls tried to get us apart. They didn’t succeed.

On one of the last nights I went out with Dara and Rosie, we hopped in a tuk tuk and went to Dara’s house first because she had to change clothes. She lived in a small concrete shack with her family, it must have been 2 by 5 meters only but there were 6 people living there.  I wondered where all the money went, Dara’s older sister had done the same work for years and had an American boyfriend/ moneysender, You would expect that the family would live a lot more comfortable with all that money coming in. The combined income must be at least 10 to 15 times the average Cambodian salary. I had been to Nina’s place too, who lived in a small room a short bike ride away from the NR 9 guesthouse.

Dara stayed with me till me till the last day of my visa ran out and I had to leave the country. We said goodbye early in the morning and I went to on my way to Laos.

It was hard to figure out a timeline in the story and when I write my book I will look through all my emails too, to get a more accurate and detailed story. In these months I had also visited a Wat Phnom temple, a local market and the riverside but most of the time I spend inside guesthouse NR 9.

Now, for anyone wanting to visit this place, tough luck. It doesn’t exist anymore. The Boeng Kak lake has been drained and filled up with sand for the construction of office buildings and the guesthouse has moved and is now a hotel.

Here’s a video of some one guy doing a video tour of the guesthouse, he doesn’t show the pool table area but it gives a good impression of what it looked like.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWXJXUPu8NM

At 0.10sec you can see room infamous room 44 on the right just before he swings his camera to the left and before he went into the reception. At the end he shows the last and best room, which is also the one I stayed and where the fight happened. The video is made a couple of years before I was there and the little bridge next to my room wasn’t there anymore, nor where all the green water plants. He shows the inside of the room which gives an idea of the basic rooms I lived in.

When I left the guesthouse I had a tab of 540 dollars, which sounds like a lot for a guesthouse but it isn’t that much because I spent 18 days there and its including all my food and drinks and a lot of times double or even triple because I bought food and drinks for the girls I was staying with. That’s only 30 dollar a day

How the hell did I pull this off ? As you can read, I didn’t spend much money, I had no fancy room with air-conditioning, I didn’t take girls to classy restaurants or buy them clothes or gifts. I didn’t throw money around in clubs and was stoned as fuck most of the time. It was because of one girl I got things rolling, this girl Soriya whom I only been one night with. After this things went fast and got ugly sometimes. In my upcoming book I will try to figure out why all these girls were attracted to me and not to other guys staying there, most of them were 10 years younger than me (exceptions exist off course but most of the guys were blown of by the girls)

After going to Laos I returned to Cambodia for a month and things got even worse and more fucked up. You have to wait for that one.

Neil Skywalker

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