In not living in Bangkok anymore I have new respect for those on holiday and their desire to hit it hard and fast. Short times versus long-time, quick meals to regain sustenance and a focus on the raw statistics. It is a sprint – not a marathon. One has to totally change their game to maximize the throughput. Enuff said.
I am also gutted that tonight is the big party and I am not there. Fuck me.
I had been to Bangkok once before the malls burnt down and then was not able to come until after all the smoke had cleared – company policy. Yes folks – Thailand really effed themselves this time since many of us with real jobs were barred from any travel – personal or not to Thailand.
So I missed out on all the action but hey – such is life. I will say though that the “air” of service is back. You may not notice it if you live here but seems to me things have gotten better on that front. Immigration people were almost pleasant, airport taxis practically wanted to blow me and the girls are not negotiating that much for action. All good in the hood. Not sure how long it will last but might as well lap it up.
I had a very short trip and needed to hit it hard. My plane landed early in the morning and I started SMS’ng during touchdown. It was 7am and I was not looking for street meat and the idea of going to the late, late after hours places sober was not enticing. I was offering 3k for short time and the meeting point was the PB hotel. SMS said room number – I called ahead to book and verify the room number – 3k – short time. I had the condoms. Took some wrangling but I had a taker and she was waiting in the lobby when I showed up. Round 1 in.
Checked out and showed up in my normal digs to face the day. Stopped by Sunrise for some tacos and then got some work in. Afternoon was going to be heading out to Nataree.
What can one say that has not already been said about Nataree massage but when you have not been there in a long while – then everything about the place just kills you. All the girls sitting around, the loud mouth papasan and the gawdy outfits on the girls behind the glass. I was getting worked up by one of the girls sitting close to our booth – I could smell her and my mind was going nuts every time she uncrossed and recrossed her legs but I wanted a Soapie. It had been a long time.
I picked the girl in the pink and we all piled in the lift. Braces, 22 and still in school – perfect. Did the slip and slide and I about lost it but saved it for the tub. Then a little too much foreplay and I told her I needed some cold water. I wanted to save it all for the bed. No BBBJ but damn she knew how to make you feel like it was. Then I turned the TV to the fishbowl channel so I could perv on the rest of the girls and rode things home to the finish. Nataree still one of the best deals in town. Round 2 over.
Then headed over to the Mango to greet the peeps, have my first drink and catch up on all the latest gossip. It was awesome to see so many familiar faces. It was a warm up to the party tonight that I won’t make. Fuck.
Later we went cruising the plaza. Let me recall where we went –
Pretty Lady – the place is not amazing but something about the mirrors, the playful girls and the no undies always makes for a good time. There are some new chicks there as well – not a bad place for a few.
Mandarin – Kicking as usual. So many girls, lots of tit and some good tunes. Still one of the better places in the plaza. Saw more than a few I wanted but I was waiting for something special.
Spankys – The shows are not amazing but there are some cuties and the atmosphere is one of the livelier ones in the plaza. The girl on the door with the Korean BF is so hot. Kills me.
I think we walked around a bit – got fondled by the trannies – always YP’s fav part of the night – but then ended up in R3. R3 used to be one of my fav gogo’s but has taken a hit over the last year or so. For some reason they are back to having some cute, young, topless girls. I pulled and used the short time room and it was awesome. I would give the number here but the heckler would get upset. Round 3 over and out.
That was it. Packed it in.
By late morning I was on the road to make sure my motorcycle did not get lonely. I was heading out of town on Suk and out of the blue, never seen a boy in brown move that fast, I was practically running over a cop. He leapt across 3 lanes of traffic to stop me in the right most lane. Seriously – I almost killed him. Then he cleared a path for me to slide over to the side. I got off the bike and asked what the problem was. He said my bike was illegal. I said no it is not and here is all the paperwork. Then he said I did not have a license. I don’t have a Thai one but I play tourist so I use my legal international one. Next? Then he said I was not suppose to be in the right most lane on a bike? I said really – how about I needed to uturn – which is legal. He was running out of stupid things to ding me on. Figuring he practically had a heart attack in stopping me, I knew he was not going to let me off. So he just started writing a ticket with no explanation and grabbed my passport. I made the mistake of showing him it – cause usually I just show them my old california ID.
He said I could pay 2k at the station to get it back on monday. I was like look I needed to leave monday morning so I asked him how much for now. He said 1k. I said I only had 500. He said okay. Of course he didn’t think twice when I gave him 1k and asked for change. Realizing now that they only thing they do is take your ID and expect you to come to the station to pay for it – I will get some fake IDs made that I hand them and then drive off.
I finally got on the highway and flew down to bang saen. I hit the Galaxy soapie on the way in. Last time I was there I got a little uni student that loved giving BBBJ and banged me senseless for like 1800 baht- plus a tip. This time I picked something that looked good but was boring in the sack. Oh well. Win some u lose some. Round 4.
I cruised around, ate by the sea and headed back to bkk. Then went to eat dinner on cowboy and watched the zoo knowing I was on my last night. Then I headed over to lolitas for one last round since – well. Nothing in the world compares to lolitas. Then headed home to yes – work. Fuck.
Day 2 over and day 3 was work, packing and heading to the airport.
What can I say other than when it comes to p4p scene there is nothing like Thailand – nothing. Sure, other places may offer better experience day to day or something special here and there but when it comes to ease of use, price and service – Bangkok rocks. No question about it.