I spent a few weeks drinking San Miguel beer and ignoring the Filipino gals at one bar in Angeles City, and mama-san finally got around to asking me if I was gay. "Nope- - - -they're all too young!" I ended up sleeping with her for free, and we split the profit from the cigarettes, other BX items, and liquor from my ration card that she sold on the black market! Anybody else ever have a hootch maid ask you to buy fabric softener for them? They were using it as conditioner for that waist-length hair!
Jerry
