Whilst in the Army, I had a roomie that spent 2 yrs in South Korea.
He loved it.

While not wanting to come across as being gay, this room mate, who happened to be a white dude from MN, was hung like a proverbial horse.

One night, after he'd done a bunch of crank, he tells me the following:

Paul, have you ever required the services of a working girl?
I replied no, as my hands have yet to turn me down.

Well, Paul, you're really missing out.
When I was in Korea, I had a favorite hooker that I would call on most Saturday nights.
After month's of pounding this chick, usually very drunk, I tried to persuade her to let me try out the back door.
This particular night, after pounding back a bottle or three of soju, I was seducing her from behind, the way she liked it.
Every so often, I'd try the no no spot.
Everytime she'd say no.

This drove me crazy; I was the customer and was willing to pay.
Finally, in a formaldahyde-induced frenzy, I simply took what I wanted.
She screamed bloody murder, saying something about being too big for her, so I pushed her face into the pillow.

After finishing, I noticed that she was crying, sobbing about how I had hurt her.
Now, this wasn't the first time I had sodomized a woman, and it wasn't the first time that residue was left on me.

However, this was the first time that the lady allowed a small german brown trout out.
It wasn't the sight of fecal matter, but the putrid stench of digested kimchi, fish, and MREs that made me puke on her.

The puke rolled down her back, into her hair, and down her face.

This really set her off, screaming, yelling for mama-san.
Mama san came into the room swinging a stick...like a mop handle...at me.

I ran out ofthe room into the bar, trying to pull my pants up over poo covered stick, with other GIs laughing & pointing.