Part 2 Final. Warning - this one long chapter
on the language bit. i wasn’t kidding in my thinking. maybe it is a misconstrued belief and for that i apologize. but surely there is space for another monger’s ego in this thread. why so serious? there was no need to rain on my parade.
it is hard enough when you are mongering alone on a working time frame. limited time with so many options, now imagine 4 mongers with different idea of a good time and trying to get everything coherent.
day 2 – jakarta partially redeemed itself
this obligatory dinner was getting to be longer than expected. i see the other agents are already fidgeting at their table. a minute spent here is less minute mongering. already a few hand signals given to skip the speech. it seems lee kuan yew’s agent is the most persistent, that is typical of the people from the lion city or is it because tonight is the best opportunity for our clandestine operations.
brothers of clandestine services, let us not forget why we are here. we are paid to suffer thru this speech and some very nice food so sit tight and shut the fuck up. plus i’m sitting next to this indonesian beauty. after the hand shakes the 4 of us were standing not knowing where to go. damn, wish we had an event planner. firstly let us escape from the group or we’ll be here forever.
driver to the oasis. we need to cash up and check out the mall and street scenes. drop us off and we let the him go for the night. 4 is not an efficient number for pickup and it is pretty obvious to the girls clocking out from the mall that we were horny bastards. the sight of 4 middle aged guys sitting on the road side gawking at every syt passing by is just pathetic. i’m ashamed just thinking about it now. the street scenes oasis area is not as great like the last time i was there which was ages ago, what happened? we saw a few uglies. the possible ones are quick into the cab with what we guessed possible monger. of course the decade needed for us to decide who should make the approach didn’t help. but still it used to be very many obviously wgs walking the area.
after about 1 ½ hours we decided we had enough of the oasis. where to? a1: stadium. the intel says it is good. r4263 : no, i want bats. a2 : no pickup joints since there will be drinks involved and it is all unnecessary extra expenses. how about delta spa. r4263 : i don’t like spa it is too easy, too mechanical. a3 : blok m. a1 : are you crazy blok m is very dangerous. you could get mugged or murdered. r4263 : dude come on, you lion folks branded johor bahru as a cowboy town. where is the danger?
bapak – bapak wants cewek? you guys wants to fuck right? how about we all go to “kos kosan” (not sure of spelling)? did i mentioned we were having a deliberation in a stationary tiny toyota vios cab? i guess the cab driver got tired of us. sometimes you need outside perspective to keep it together. what is that? indo agent – oh that is a chicken shop similar to what we are used to in thailand. fuck lets go. happy time.
it was late and we drove thru narrow streets and poor area. tijuana came to mind. on the way the cabbie side swiped a push cart and it tipped over. he looked at the rearview mirror but didn’t stop. we didn’t say a word. 1 agent was getting nervous and start commenting whether this was a good idea. finally we got to what looked like a linked two storey shop houses with green walls. maybe, since it was dark. there were 2 other cabs that arrived at the same time. this definetly is the place.
immediately we were hounded by pimps. even our cabbie is not spared. i just hate this reality of doing things in jakarta. there must be like 20 – 40 girls. my memory is a bit hazy on the arrangement but they were all seated and at 2 sides of the room the seats are two staged. my goodness, indonesian beauties. they are leagues apart compared to the imports we see in brunei shit hole and sarawak that gave me this notion that indos are ugly. i’m so glad to be proven wrong. me and another were undecided. 2 of us left seating and gawking. then 1 caught my eyes, we shall call her helen of troy (hot). absolutely my taste with that exquisite bone structure. that face. that flicker of smile. that skin tone. that demeanor. that … shit can you say that again? wtf how much is this going to cost me?
quoted 400k short time 2hours. lt if not mistaken 1 – 1.2 mil. are we being fleeced or is this actually the going rates? at this instance all info from reports read were screwed what with all the currency conversion and negotiation going on at the same time. finally decided all st and we will decide later on extension. paid the pimp for the wg and even the pimps (several here) asked for money. 50k for ciggies, 50k for cab calling etc. and those are the ones i noticed at site. since our hotel is far, the pimp suggested using their hotel nearby. i’d say i had enough of this, let us fuck in peace.
went back in 2 cabs and 3 beauties are in the cab with me. in the cab the wgs were discussing which comes first. cinta, sayang or senang. of course i parted with my 2 cents. our cab arrived first and i must’ve looked like ricky martin with 3 honeys or an obvious monger with too much money wasted to the hotel staff at the lobby. went to the room and a 3some fuck fest ensued. ok i’m bullshitting on the fuck fest bit. a little chit chat and a bomb was dropped. your friends better hurry up because our 2 hours starts from when we left the shop and please take into account the ½ hour return trip. so what? that left us 1 hour to fuck. i didn’t know this fine print. unless you all go lt. geez. talk about fore play. the team arrives, chit chat and purposedly pushed them out of the room. i didn’t mention the fine print. why spoil their mood.
on the pillow looking at each other. we spoke softly with my bearable bahasa and her almost non-existent english. helen’s exquisite facial bone structure absolutely got me. and that skin tone. my charm is on overdrive. i guessed this is why they call it puppy love. this dog definetly wants to [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] on this fire hydrant. i inquired her age. 25 but i said i didn’t believe it. hot says why don’t we swap ids. i’ll give mine if you give me yours, promised? for you baby i’ll promise you everything. she is 23. sweet lovemaking, she looked in my eyes and asked why you don’t come long time? you take pill? oh no baby, no western shit this is original borneo tongkat ali working. you want come? say hello to my speedy gonzalez pile driving mode. she wrapped on me tight and finally lay flat and wasted. i’m so tired, i didn’t want to come. why did you made me come?
according to hot the chicken shop is in taman sari or something like that. is this the same “locasari” that i read in isg? i asked her number. why she asked? oh i come here every month baby (bs). she wanted lt. suggested we go karaoke. alas it is not to be, her phone rang. 2 wgs is done and actually down at the lobby and asked about her. she asked whether they can wait in our room. i knew this was not good, called another agent and he was pissed with the service. just about to kicked the girl out. so st it is. we were still gazing at each other, and her damn phone rang again. no lt for us darling. your buddies and mine pretty much screwed it up for the both of us.
day 3 – final. no monger. business and left for next gig location with stopover at hq.
present time. it is 0945hrs and my scheduled chopper is at 1300hrs. phone rang, it was agent 2. too bad agent 1&3 got booted to brunei shit hole. that is the perk of being senior agents. are you ready? no i’m writing my maiden novel. well fuck dude better get your ass straight we are on the clock. did you synchronized your watch? oh fuck me!
my fav thai wg is still asleep. i caressed her and told her i’m going. i want see you again. no darling i go long time. i guessed this is why they called it love at first sight. darling i’ve seen helen one time, you i’ve seen many many. i’m in love with helen now. she has redeemed jakarta for me.
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Fake KTP (and fake freebie by the way)
[QUOTE=Menteng] That's why the girls coming to Jakarta will try to buy a Jakartan KTP. That this (illegal) KTP is not cheap, is obvious. [/QUOTE]As I wanted a break from the (real) freebie I had met in Mal Atrium a few weeks before, I decided to try a Jl. Felathehan bar. Apart from the infamous Bali Hai I had never tried a blok M bar before.
So I went to MyBar. I paid a drink to a girl but quickly realized it was not the kind of "company" I wanted and actually I was not really sure I wanted to fuck as I had a great session planned for the day after with my freebie. Didn't know how to get rid of her until a nice face girl (but chubby) arrived and asked me if I was with my girlfriend. I said no. She then introduced herself and after 10 mn the other girl became angry, took her bag and left he place. My new escort pretended to be a teacher and not to be there for working but just for enjoying and nothing else. The conversation was quite pleasant and she almost convinced me that she was here just for fun. When I told her I wanted to have a walk outside she agreed to come with me. And as Jl. Falatehan is not exactlty the kind of place for a romantic walk I proposed to take a taxi and asked her if she knew a hotel. When she mentioned Melawai it should have ring a bell to my ears but she repeated so many times that she was here not for money but just for fun. First I had to negociate the taxi rate from 100 Krp to 40 Krp which is already a rip off for a less than 5 mn ride. Then at the hotel: price is 400 Krp, no passport or ktp required, just fill in a form. In the room, to check if what she had said about her age, name, religion etc. Was true I asked to see her KTP just by pretending I wanted to see a picture of her when she was younger. For the name it was ok but not for the age (43 instead of 26) neither for the religion (muslim but pretended to be catholic, maybe she thought it's more suitable when it comes to hook a bule) and the picture. Wasn't hers. Definitely not. Fake or bought KTP for sure.
She said that actually her face had changed since she became a bit overweight. I pretended to believe her and we had a great night until 4 a. M. Each I mentioned taxi money she was replying that she was not a prostitute. Once we got dressed and ready to go I insisted "how much she wanted for the taxi".
The real answer eventually came: . 500 Krp. And yes of course she's no prostitute. A freebie in MyBar. What a naive man I was.