General Reports

[Coma Boy]

Coma,

good sense of humor.

No, it really is bad news for me. Am impressed that Juice remembered. He's a clever clever guy.

I really like girls with braces, bruised knees, shaven pussies, sweat on upper-lip, and goose-bumps on upper-arm.

Strange but true.

[1Ball]

Coma,

good sense of humor.

[Coma Boy]

Shit!

That's the worst news ever...

[Member #3401]

It is worthwhile to check their teeth before asking for a blow job! Ouch

[JuiceSpike]

Sorry man, bad news for you...

http://abcnews.go.com/International/...ory?id=1543586


juices

[Richard Kopf]

Actually, I wrote this after an experience in Feb 03 but just recently decided to share it. I guess I expected a few comments but not a Thai lesson. Be nice to the new boy!

Regards,

[Coma Boy]

Yeah, I mean the "mai mai mai mai mai" phrase has five "mais".

Richard missed one and I worried he was going to freeze in a forest trying to ignite new wood.


"The white journalist eats rice and enters the mountain".

Such a strange language, but I guess English is even harder.

[The Traveler]

Coma,

let's not forget SILK (pa mai).

Same story with Kao or Khao (rice, white, hill, to enter ...) and many other words.

[Capt JB]

I was there last year and all the bars and MP's are closed. It definitely was strange to see Nana with no lights and also nothing open along Ratchada area. I think some of the oil MP's might be open but I didn't check. However, I ended up picking up a freelancer at Siam Hotel. Also there still are a few girls on Sukumvit but not many.

Thanks Horntoad & Freeler. I will make sure I have a long term lady in my employment to cover that period.

I will probably be in Pattaya by then but will make sure I have all I need in case everything shuts down.

[Coma Boy]

Richard, you missed the fifth MAI.

New wood does NOT burn.

Oh, and Chinese New Year hasn't arrived yet, not sure what it was you witnessed.

[JuiceSpike]

BANGKOK, Jan. 25 (Xinhuanet) -- Thailand has been named as the World Best Tourist Country in the 2005 Grand Travel Award held in Norway early this month, the Thai News Agency said on Wednesday.

It is the third consecutive year Thailand won the award with Greece and Italy coming second and third.

Chitriya Pinthong, Thai Ambassador to Norway, and Nattheera Kachornserilikitkul, Director of the Tourism Authority of Thailand' s Stockholm Office in Sweden, represented Thailand at the annual award presentation ceremony.

The accolade was granted to Thailand under the deliberation and decision by the Travel Trade Jury and 300 tour companies in Norway.

It shows tourists remain impressed by the friendliness of Thai people, as well as natural beauties and charms of Thailand's tourist sites although the country experienced a great loss from the tsunami disaster in late December 2004, the official News Agency said. Enditem
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juices

[Horntoad]

Will the bars & clubs be closed on Makha Bucha Day, Feb 12th.?

I was there last year and all the bars and MP's are closed. It definitely was strange to see Nana with no lights and also nothing open along Ratchada area. I think some of the oil MP's might be open but I didn't check. However, I ended up picking up a freelancer at Siam Hotel. Also there still are a few girls on Sukumvit but not many.

[Piper1]

Drunken Swede went Berserk on Flight to Thailand

A 44 year-old Swedish man reeked havoc onboard a Thai Airways flight carrying over 400 passengers, forcing the plane to turn back to Stockholm.

CrazySwede - that was a silly thing do do! When you get out of the cell and onto the next flight to BKK, wait until arrival to go crazy.

[Freeler]

Capt JB,

Perhaps.
Perhaps from the night before 6 pm til feb 12, midnight.
Perhaps not.
Bar owners usually get official notice on the day of closing.
You won't know for sure until such a notice has been handed over.
That's the way it goes. Mai pen rai.

[Richard Kopf]

“Mai mai mai mai”. In Thai, intoned correctly, it means: ”new wood burns, doesn’t it?” Because of this phrase, I have long wondered how it could be possible to master Thai. More likely, it is Thai which has mastered me. On this trip, it had a new meaning, for all the girls would be called Mai.

Like many, I have visited this beautiful land for it’s food, it’s culture, it’s weather, it’s smiling people, but mainly for it’s beautiful, and available girls. Over the years, I have found loving girlfriends in university uniforms, bargirls who I fell for, and who feigned to fall for me, even the odd ladyboy, prettier than the prettiest girl. I have had 2 Thai girlfriends over the years, neither over 22, and I’m over 40. They doted on me as I salivated over them. I’ve had lascivious blowjobs in bars specifically designed for that purpose, taken red hot vixens and innocent lambs, both from gogo bars, spent 90 mins, many times, with 2 no-holds-barred, and no holes barred girls from Eden Club, picked up freelancers from Thermae, from the street, from bars. I’ve met girls, eating a meal after they finished work….just joined them for a snack and taken them home, so many times that I nearly began to believe that they were all there just for my plucking.

This trip started the same as ever. My flight arrived at 10.20pm. By 10.45 I was in a cab, having changed money. By 11.15, luggage arrived to my room. At 11.30 I was in a cab and by 11.43 I was in lovely Mai, filling her mouth at my favourite BJ bar. Cool…a new record, I thought. Less than an hour from arriving to coming! After a stroll along soi Cowboy, I settled into a bar quickly for a quick Krating Daeng and found my angel for the night. Her name was Mai, too. She stayed long time and I loved her that night.

In the morning, I was off to Chiang Mai to start a 4 day tour…lots of fun, and very interesting, but that’s another story. I spent the afternoon at Sayuri, a body massage place where my 3rd angel, another Mai, ministered to me. It was Chinese New Year and the locals and tourists alike enjoyed the festive atmosphere in the streets. After seeing the sights, I fell in love with a very young girl from a bar beer. She ground herself into me, making me hard, then teasing me and put my hand between her legs, but when I asked her to come with me, she refused, saying it was too early to leave work and that mamasan would be upset….hmmmm. I should have gone back. I wandered around for another 90 mins, stopping at each bar and gogo, but I only had eyes for my newest angel. She spurned me again as I made the next round past the bars and I ended up with a sexy siren from Star Six gogo…who promised me “suck and fuck” and delivered, too. That made it 4 in 24 hours. After all, I was going on a tour and would not likely get lucky for a few days. Not just 4 girls, but 4 girls named Mai…could this just be a coincidence?

After 2 nights in the jungle, our raft arrived to the Dusit Resort in Chiang Rai, a welcoming oasis. I finished some work and was taken for a foot massage. It was great, and she offered an oil massage afterwards, but I had my mind elsewhere. It had started raining and I had no map. It would be difficult to find the nightlife here, if there was any. Common sense always tells me to ignore the tuk-tuk drivers, but I had not found any nightlife and his offer of 700 ST sounded good. He took me through the dark backstreets. In a small, low ceilinged room, were 4 nasty looking men. I feared for my wallet, if not my safety. But they only wanted a customer. There were also a dozen lovely girls. I chose the loveliest, and her name was Mai. One of the men wanted 50bt for condoms, one wanted 700 for the girl, the tuktuk driver wanted 50bt for driving (I wonder what the real price would have been, had he not taken me there). He took us to a “bungalow”, a short time room with cold shower and fan, no air-con. That cost another 60bt for the hour. Mai did as little as she had to. When I asked if she smoked,. She looked at me, shocked, and answered, dead serious and with a little disgust, “This not Chiang Mai!” Afterwards, she and the driver took me back to the markets.

I kept walking in the drizzling rain, and happened across a few bars, then a lane with gogos. The first one, maybe Snake?, had a lovely welcome-girl, but she spoke no English, so I moved on. In the Lobo bar, mainly for Germans, I was told, I met, Mai no.6. She was again, the loveliest girl there, small, young, cute face, great smile, spoke English, too. I could hardly bear to watch the lone dancer. I bought Mai a Spy and let her tell me all about her life. She said she was 19, but she was not. She had a boyfriend, lived with him. She was studying in Chiang Rai and working nights to support them both. Her mother had thrown her out for having a boyfriend. I lamented to her that she had a boyfriend, surely she would not stay with a customer? She said “No”. I was sad. I was sad because I liked her, and sad because she was the best one I had met, and I wanted her. I told her how beautiful and sexy she looked, and then she said, “I go with you, but come back before 1.00am” I’m sure her boyfriend loved her, but that night, I loved her, too. We went to the same bungalow as I had with the ST girl. This time, I chose the hot water and air con for an extra 40bt. We had such fun that the manager had to ring us a few times before we would leave. It was raining so heavily that all the tuktuks had gone home for the night. We walked, hand in hand, in the rain, squeezed under a tiny umbrella. In the end, a kind restaurateur, took pity on us, and drove us home in his own car. He refused any payment. I love this country.

Next night was Bangkok again. I was on my way down to see my lovely girl from Rainbow 1 but was dragged into Obsession for the first time. With some exceptions, these were spectacular girls. Too bad they were not born that way. I’ll leave you to wonder what happened that night, because there were none named Mai.

On the 7th night, I had arranged to meet a chatroom buddy. She was 7 days short of her 19th birthday and I thought we would chat a few hours, have dinner, and after she went home, I would go on the prowl. Emma is a precocious little lady ( her family actually calls her Mai). I thought she was bored. In fact, she was getting pissed off that it took me so long to get her into bed. She left at 6am so her family wouldn’t be too upset when they woke.

Another day in BKK, I met another chat buddy (no Mai, this time) who was definitely just a friend. We went shopping, had lunch, looked around, and relaxed at my hotel for a while. When my friend John called to arrange dinner, she got upset. “Why are you upset?” “I want to spend the night with you.” “I didn’t think you wanted that.” “What made you think I didn’t want that? Didn’t I hint enough?” I guess I have much to learn from these young girls. I sent her home, as I did want to meet John, but invited her to Pattaya for a night. I asked her to return at 9.00am tomorrow.

Fun night out with the boys was followed by a stroll, alone, along Sukhumvit after closing time. I bumped into my favourite Rainbow girl, chatting to a cop on the street. I hung around but did not approach. She came to me. I hadn’t seen her for a year and a half, when she took me with a few of her colleagues, to an Isaan Morlam club. She was back at Rainbow. The cop was her ex BF(he butterfly), and the father of her 8 month old son. She seemed sad. I asked her out for a drink. She tried to arrange someone to look after her boy, but no one volunteered, so we agreed to meet next time. I already have received an email from her as I write this. I wonder when the first request for money will come. This night I was too lucky. I ended up with a freelancer, 21, standing on the street near Suk/soi Nana. She had those beautiful almond shaped eyes. She was stunning. She was from Buri Ram. I decided to go to Buri Ram on my next visit. All the Buri Ram girls I meet are beautiful.

My tilac showed up at 9.00am. We had breakfast and waited for the car to pick us up and take us to Pattaya. She had me twice before we left the room. In the evening, she wanted me to take her to a gogo, so we went to my favourite, Superbaby. The lesbo show girls teased her by putting their naked bums in her face. When we got home, she teased me. She had me 2 or 3 times more. I had to beg her to stop. I couldn’t go another time. She told me she liked it 10 times in a day. Hmmmm. Tomorrow I’ll have to buy a vitamin pill!

She woke me early. I wasn’t allowed breakfast until we had gone twice more…to make up for last night. As she had to go back to BKK this evening-she had already taken one day off work- she asked if we could stay in the room all day. What a machine! And, no, do not ask her name. I dropped her at the bus station . She cried. I hugged and kissed her. She got on the bus. She will miss me. I will miss her. I told the song-thaew driver to take me to Walking St. When I arrived back to the room with tonight’s angel, there were already 2 messages from my voracious girl…she called from the bus. Luckily, I sleep with the phone unplugged – my only excuse for not answering the phone. I really needed some sleep so I let tonight’s bar beer angel go early. She was pleased, and so was I.

My last night in Thailand. It has changed me too mut. I walked to many discos, bars, gogos, saw girls on the street, everywhere, but it was my last night. I wanted a special experience. I went into this bar, for the first time. Some lovely dancers, some lovely service girls. I bought a drink for the sexiest dancer. Tall, blonde, from Chiang Mai. I wanted her until we spoke, she was a showgirl -600bt barfine- but she looked spectacular. I was having reservations when a Japanese guy walked in, straight up to us…we were holding hands. He barfined her right out of my grasp. Mai pen rai.

The cutest girl left in the place was, of course, Mai. She was a service girl. She came to me, and smiled so sexily, tilting her head. I bought her a drink, then she butterflied her way around the bar. Every man wanted her. She had something, an aura of naughtiness. She was my special girl for my last night, or so I thought.

I went for a final walk around, having promised to return to the bar. When I came back, I was welcomed, and bought more drinks. Mai was with a customer, then another, then another. I got friendly with a couple of the girls to find out what was happening. She was the prettiest girl in the place and so many men were interested, but none had taken her yet.

Reception girl explained to me that Mai is a virgin and she wants to sell herself for 30000bt. I wanted her so badly, but I didn’t want a virgin, and I wouldn’t pay the fee. I wanted to hold her, not hurt her, and I didn’t want to be her first.

After a few minutes I saw her with an ugly old toad of a man. I am not one with a great imagination- he actually looked like a disgusting, and old, toad. He had paid the barfine and wanted his money’s worth. Every time he tried to kiss her, she seemed to be in pain. When he touched her breast through her shirt, she shrivelled away from him. Mai did not want to lose her virginity to this man. Many of the girls in the bar were discussing this event. I discussed it , too. We could not let this pig take her. The bar was closing but I would not leave until he left, without Mai. I wanted to tell him how revolted Mai was by him, how revolted I was by him. Over 30 minutes he tried to convince her, tears on her cheeks but she kept her resolve. I stood by, waiting. Finally, they came outside, she told him she was sick, and walked away. I was jubilant.

I walked with the reception girl, 2 service girls, and Mai, ending up in a bar where I bought them drinks. Mai was holding my hand, smiling at me. The others had told her of my gallantry, that I had been worried about her, not prepared to leave her in trouble. She seemed truly grateful, and held me tight, on the street and in the bar.
By 4.00am I was tired and said I would go. Mai seemed to want to go with me, so I asked. The reception girl seemed to get mad with her. I said I just wanted to be with her, not to take her virginity. She didn’t want to go. That’s why the girl was mad at her.

I had been in turmoil watching Mai seemingly scared to death of that disgusting toad. This was enough to nearly end my regular trips to Thailand. After much translation, it turned out that Mai would not come with me because she did want someone to take her virginity, not to protect her. She also wanted to get 30000bt for it. I have so much to learn.

I took their photo to remember them and I may visit them again, those girls who taught me that my reality was not the only one.

Mai mai mai mai – new wood burns, doesn’t it? Mai, Mai, Mai, Mai – 4 lovely Thai angels who let me love them and learn from them. My, my, my, my – I may never learn to speak Thai but I have learned many things from many Mais.