Filipinas are a funny sort; until you are in front of them physically, you don’t really exist. You’re just a name on a flat computer screen and a potential source of income to feed them and their families. They live for today. Who they see right now. What money they can touch right now. They don’t give two shits about what you “might” do six months from now after you’ve saved up enough Walmart checks to buy a plane ticket to come see them. That’s as real to them as Santa Claus.
But those of us lucky enough to be here nearly full-time, why, we have a little something I like to describe as “Home-field Advantage”. Regardless of what promises you’ve made from afar, or what promises they have made in return (like: “I won’t fuck anyone else until you come baby, promise!”), if one of us mongers with home-field advantage appears in front of them, it’s game on. You see, we are here and you are not. That’s all that matters. And in Leeann’s case, as you’re about to see, this point was on display in living color through the help of my trusty Trike Patrol video camera.
Even in my own experiences with many Asian girls, especially from the Philippines, many who are online in social sites, dating sites and especially on cam tend to live a very vivacious life through their money-kos. I’ve had one seemingly sweet, intelligent and wealthy employed Filipina play a strong game of dedication, only to find other men on her social bookmark site’s wall saying how much they love her. The responses to the others are just as sincere seeming as her responses to me. Lucky for me, I only play the game to get some and it doesn’t cost me a penny The best yet though are the Filipina webcam sluts, they’d pretend sell their bosses souls for a steady income in a heart-beat and walk right out of the cam-house if a man showed up with a briefcase of money. Only to return the next night to the cam-house, business as usual.