They call me Miami. 24 hours in Thailand

It all began when I was boarding my final plane from Turkey, Istanbul to Bangkok. I was sat in the boarding lounge and there she was, a pretty, elegant lady. Hair straight down, nice black heels, a blue polka dot dress, face slightly done up but not over the top, she was kind of sexy. She was sat alone, focused in on her phone. I thought she was a business woman but just doing her thing. Anyway, as I was entering the tunnel, walk way to the plane, there was a que right before the entrance. I was behind 5 Thai business men talking about finance and plans on how to move forward – they seemed pretty important. So, the woman approached me as I turned back around, she had the biggest smile… Read More They call me Miami. 24 hours in Thailand