Bangkok Reports

[Reggie1980]

Day 2.

I decide I wanted to save some bht and only go for 1 encounter today. I knew I didn't want to go the massage route. I thought about another go go bar route but I decided if I was going to save on bht, I'd go the freelance route. I took a step back on the TF / Tinder route because the pace that I was going, I would have about 15 prospects lined up. I could barely manage the 6 I had that were ready to come over. I kept telling them, I will see you later today. So I stuck with 4 out of the 6 (dropped the two asking for 3000) and stopped fishing for others. The plan was to pick up someone from the street or have one of the 4 to come over. I hit the streets around 10. Realizing that I had totally forgotten there were two other redlight districts so I decided to recon soi cowboy. Before heading to Soi Cowboy I walked the streets. Many freelancers out tugging on me. I eventually head to Soi. I get there, stand on the corner, take a deep breath before heading down the road. I didn't know what to expect. Right as I got past the taxis, taxi drivers and motorbikes, the line opened up a hole to where I could see almost all the way to the end of the road. It felt like I was Emmitt Smith and the offensive line had cleared the path for me to score. I'm telling you, as I began walking it felt like I was the only guy on the street. It felt like triumph but quickly turned to terror. I truly felt like a naked woman walking through a male prison. The women in the street staring, some making kissing sounds, some yelling out "I remember you," "Come over here" "Heyyyyy. " I couldn't wait to get to the end. Right as I was getting close, someone grabbed me with force and locked up my arm. I'm thinking, "this is it," the police are here to arrest me. I'm not sure what I did wrong but this officer is grabbing me with such force, it had to be really bad. I look up to ask the officer what I did wrong and it's an absolutely beautiful scantily clad woman. "Hey, don't leave me, come with me. " I wanted to leave but she was just so damn fine. She was taller than me, nice ass, nice tits, my goodness, perfect. But I wanted to leave, gather my thoughts and then walk back through. But this woman was strong and she wasn't letting me go. I'm negotiating with her to allow me to leave. I'm promising that I will return to see her. By this time her friends are coming over smiling and laughing. She's saying "Liar, liar. " Her English is not good. I'm telling her I promise I will come back and to please let me go. I forcefully try to pull away and she holds on tighter. She loosens her grip down to my wrist, holding it with both her hands. She bows down and bows her head and begs me not to leave. Now, there's 5 more of her friends walking up. All giggling. Again, I tell this beautiful, possessive girl that I promise I will come back. She makes me pinky swear and finally loosens her grip. We pinky swear and she again says "liar. " As she's letting go I deliberately look up to catch the name of the bar so that when I leave I can check my notes on my phone. I had a list of do's and don'ts on my phone but I forgot to review them before day 2 started. So I look up and see the word DeJa Vu. I walk out to the corner, find a safe spot and pull out my phone to check my notes. Under the heading of Places to Avoid, I see DeJa Vu. Damnit, she was so damn beautiful but I wasn't going against my notes. So I got myself together messaged one of my ladies from TF and told her to meet me back at my place. Told her I was out and about, needed to eat before we meet. She replied "OK, I wait for you. " I head to Sukhumvit 4 to check out the sights. I pass by many ladyboys and freelancers. It was tough to turn down some of the freelancers but I was sticking to my plan. I was going to bang the cute freelancer from TF for 1500 bht. After eating, hugging up on and chatting with freelancers, I message my TF cutie and tell her to meet me at my place. I get to my place first, she messages me, I go down to pick her up. It's around 1:30 am I get off the elevator and my cutie is sitting down in the lobby. I walk up and I'm taken aback. My cutie looks like a ladyboy. She's tall and has some strong features. I'm a little worried. She's warm and friendly but very nervous. We go up the elevator, the whole time I'm thinking, this a f*cking ladyboy and I have to get rid of her. We get in the room and she's super nervous. I'm showing no emotion and not friendly at all. She suggests a game and that each time a person loses they have to take off an article of clothing. We play and I lose and she tells me to take off an article of clothing. I refuse and tell her she needs to disrobe. She mentions a shower and asked could we shower together. Now I'm confused, she really thinks I'm going to be OK disrobing to get into the shower with her when she pulls out a sausage? I tell her to disrobe. I'm standing there ready to put her out as soon as the worm comes dangling down. She eventually takes off everything and I see a vagina. WTH, no way, maybe I'm wrong. She suggests we shower. I'm still confused but I go with it because she definitely doesn't have a male part. I look at the breast and in my mind I'm thinking that those are breasts grown from taking hormone pills. I'm totally confused at this point. She bathes me and starts giving me a BBBJ in the shower. Pornstar style. We dry off, go to the bed and she tells me to lay back. Proceeds to go to work with a very good BBBJ. She's all over the boys and all. Now, in my head, I'm back to thinking "this is a post op ladyboy. Why else is she going so hard on the BBBJ. She wants me to pop so we don't go all the way. " So I tell her enough, I say "I want some p*ssy. " She pulls out some lube and starts fingering herself. The lube has me second guessing again. She asks for a condom, I get one and put it on but I'm thinking I don't want to go through with this. She gets on top and starts putting it in. She's super tight. It's barely fitting in and I tell her I'm done. I say "it's OK, it's too tight, I'm OK. " She says, no I want you to come." She rips off the condom and goes back to sucking. I stop her again and tell her I'm OK. Mentally I wasn't into it. We get dressed and I give her the 1500 bht. She asked for a tip but I declined and she left. I don't know 100% what her story is, but in my mind, it was enough to throw me off.

I immediately showered and contacted a TF cutie that I had been putting on the back burner. She was awake and wanted to come over. I started thinking, damn, I'm supposed to be saving on bht today. By this time it's 3 am But I tell my TF girl to come over. She asks can she come in an hour. That's my sign to refrain from booking. So I tell her I'll see her tomorrow and I get some sleep.

[Reggie1980]

I'm a rookie on the international scene and this was my first international hunting trip. I made some mistakes and maybe overpaid in instances but it was a fun time. Keep in mind, I'm a rookie and was definitely overwhelmed at times.

Day 1.

Had a 2 hour layover in Hong Kong (mask on) before arriving. I began messaging women who profiles I had saved on Thai Friendly. I also begin trying to find tinder matches. Within 20 minutes I had 4 women ready to come to my place and boom boom. However, I was still in Hong Kong airport. I never expected to have such success so soon. I had to tell the ladies that I hadn't checked in to my place yet. Eventually, I catch the flight to BKK arrive to my place. It's 2 pm, I shower and to start enacting my plan. The original plan was to immediately go and get a massage. I had been planning on Tulips or Chrome based on my research. However, I was chatting with 4-5 Thai bunnies on Tinder / Thai Friendly that held me up. So I didn't hit the streets until 5. After roaming around studying the immediate area, I run into Bobby. Previously, many guys tried stopping me to offer rides, watches, etc but for some reason I stopped for Bobby. Bobby sold me a dream of taking me to massage places with many beautiful women. I knew Bobby was hustling but I was getting a little excited walking around so I decided to go with it. Bobby told me it was Happy Hour and he could get me massage, BJ, boom boom for 1300 bht. I didn't believe him but agreed to let him escort me to such a place. We begin walking. Yes, walking for many blocks, taking twists and turns. Bobby tells me that the first place only has about 8 girls working and that if I didn't like this place, he'd take me to a different one that had close to 20-30 beautiful girls working. Again, I knew this couldn't be true but by now, I'm just going with it. Finally after many blocks we come down a dead end road. We walk up to some place and Bobby says "this is it. " I have no idea the name of the place but we go in. The girls jump up and run to their spots. As Bobby promised, there were 8 girls. A small lady comes to me and tells me to choose one. This is the first time I've been in a situation like this. 8 girls staring at my pockets ready for action. Two of the 8 were waving, smiling and begging me to pick them. These 2 women had to be in their early 50's. The other 6 were younger. 2 of the girls were fairly attractive but they wouldn't make eye contact with me. Of course those were the two I preferred but I wasn't going to choose them because their body language was saying "please no. " The other 4 girls were average and they were just looking at me with blank stares. With pressure from Bobby and the lady I couldn't decided. I told Bobby to pick for me. Bobby asks did I want small girl or medium girl. I say medium. Bobby picks the biggest girl in the house! His definition of medium is totally different from mine. When Bobby made the selection one of the girls that wouldn't make eye contact stated "you let him pick? As if she was upset. Big girl walks down and me, bobby and the lady go to the bar area. Lady proceeds to tell me it's 1800 bht for everything. Bobby is standing there smiling, the prick. I give her 1800 bht. Bobby asks "where's mine. " I give Bobby 100 bht and give him a look, letting him know he's a prick. Before I go upstairs with the girl the lady asks if I want a drink. I decline but she hustled me into buying the girl a beer. Another 150 bht. I give 200 bht and the lady says she wants to keep the change for her tip. She was laughing and smiling and I'm looking at her like "the hustle goes deep ey. " Finally I go up 3 flights of stairs with my lady. I don't remember her name. I couldn't pronounce it. She spoke decent English. We showered, she asked me if I wanted hot oil or regular. Told me some men cry when she uses hot oil. I passed on the hot oil. She began the massage, back, legs, feet, then the rollover. We talked a lot. She kept talking about her American friend and how she hadn't seen him in weeks because he's being Quarantined in Japan. She mentioned this guy at least 6 times. She was a big girl with a cute face and a pretty rack. After the rollover she pulls out a condom and gives me a CBJ. I'm not in to CBJs but I go with hit. It was average. She then jumps on top and does a pretty good job riding it. I flip her over and start pounding away. It's wet and she's into it. I eventually pop and we shower. We're only an hour into the session but I start getting dressed. I was just ready for the hustle to be over. I wasn't upset, because I was a willing participant in the hustle. I want to tip her but I only have 40 bht and the other bills are no lower than 500. So I give her the 40. She looks sad. I tell her I'll get change. She leaves the 40 in a jar by the bed, which I assume is for whoever cleans up the room. We go downstairs and I ask the lady for change. She gives me change and I can't remember but I think I give pretty face girl 200 bht. The lady asks for me another tip and I tell her to kick rocks. Off I go, back onto the streets of Bangkok, vowing to not "willingly" get hustled again.

I head to Soi 4 to get a look at the Free Lancers. By this time it's around 7:30 pm, it's early. It took me a while to figure out the streets, traffic, crossing, etc. By the time I reach Soi 4 it's 8:30. I see several freelancers as I walk around. This is my first trip to Bangkok so I can't say if the numbers are down. I just know there were plenty to choose from. Many tried stopping me and several others would just look as I walked by. I was just using this time to get familiar with the area. After passing Nana plaza twice, I decided to walk in. I didn't want it to seem obvious that I had no idea where I was going, so I tried to walk through like I was a Vet. Didn't realize there were three levels. I walked around the first floor loop and decided I was going to leave because I felt like a total fish out of water. Then, right as I was starting to speed up the pace a pretty thing grabbed my arm and said "hey, stop, come here, come with me. " I glanced at her and she was a cutie. Now, a few cuties had tried stopping me on the streets but for some reason, like with Bobby, I decided to go with it. So I tell her I'll come in with her. I look up and we're walking into Playskool. Before arriving in Bangkok I read the board and did quite a bit of research. However, upon entering Playskool I wasn't quite sure what I was entering into. Was it a go go bar, regular bar, club, etc. My new cute friend sits me down on the front row and sits beside me. There's only 2 other guys in there. There are about 10 girls on stage in orange bikinis. My cutie is dressed different, she has on a black dress. Mamasan comes over and asks if I want a drink. I order a drink and then my cutie asks will I buy her one. Through my preparation, I had an idea where this was going. I tell her yes and she seems surprised and is happy. Mamasan brings our drinks. We make small talk as the women stand on stage looking awkward. After about 10 minutes of conversation she asks if we have this type of place in America. I tell her no, but begin to explain how strip clubs operate at home. She's fascinated. I use this opportunity for her to tell me how Playskool operates. She explains that I can choose a girl from the stage, any girl I like. I can pay the bar 1000 bht and have the girl. I ask would the girl leave with me and she says yes. I ask if she was included in the available girls and she giggles and says yes, we can boom boom. I laugh and we talk a bit more. More women came in. At one point I'd say there was about 20 women in there. Mostly average but there were a couple of nice ones. One with a perfect ass (I'm a booty man). Finally, my cutie says she's going back outside. I believe she thinks I'm interested in someone on stage so that's why she was leaving. I tell her I'm going to leave too but that I would be back to pick her up later. She seems surprised and giggles. We both walk outside.

It's around 9:30, I leave to get something to eat, walk up soi 4 some more then head to Thermae. Just a recon mission. I arrive but I don't go in. I see many freelancers outside. I see many many ladyboys, which is a constant throughout the night. So here I am, freelancers tugging on my arms, my tinder and TF are blowing up with 4-5 women begging to come see me and I still have the option of picking up my Playskool cutie. So I decide to head to the 7-11 and then to my place to rest and clean up. I work Tinder and TF for a while and then take a quick nap. It's 11:30 and I have options. The women on Tinder / TF are aggressive. Two are asking for 3000 bht for ST, which I don't even try to negotiate. I just say "oh ok. " The two that were requesting that amount were cute girls, but not cute enough for that amount. With two others, a fee was not discussed yet. And two others were requesting 1500 bht for ST. I really wanted one of the 1500, she was cute and my type but she was tired from her office job. I told her to message me later. I decided to head back to nana plaza to see my Playskool cutie. I walk soi 4 and converse with the freelancers for a while. I speak with about 6-7. All asking for anything between 1000 to 1500 for ST. A couple had rooms and wanted me to come with them. The others were asking "can I come with yuuu?" Around 1 am I head into nana plaza. I decided to explore and take the stairs. As I make my way to the steps in the back, a girl grabs me and tells me that her friend likes me. I tell her I'm on a mission and "I'm ok. " I go to the third floor and survey the scene. It's Saturday night and the place is not really crowded. Girls are standing outside the doors of their establishment. I look down and see my cutie hanging out talking to her friends and customers. I decide to head down. As I get to the bottom of the steps a short petite lady approaches me and grabs my arm. She says Hello, and that she likes me. She tells me to come with her. Her voice is somewhat deep and I realize she's a ladyboy. I respectfully decline but she isn't taking no for an answer. I tell her I'm going to see someone and I point towards playskool. Again, she's not trying to hear the word no. She grabs my package and tells me I should come with her into the bar and she nods towards Obsession. I move her hand and tell her "I'm OK. " She grabs my package again and gets closer. I'm thinking Hangover II and how I'm not about to end up drunk with a ladyboy story. I finally pull away and walk over to my Playskool cutie. I poke her in the side, she jumps and is surprised / excited to see me. She was impressed that I came back like I said I would. Her friends were giggling and saying something in Thai. There was another farang sitting outside with a cutie. I took a seat and we all conversed. My cutie was so excited. We sat for an hour talking, people watching, drinking. I'm checking out chicks and she's flirting with potential customers walking by. Finally, I tell her it's getting late and I was going to head out. She says she'll just go inside and she hopes she sees me again. I tell her "no, I was serious, I'm taking you home and we boom boom. " She gets excited and tells me to go pay the bar fine. I go in and tell the mamasan and she states it's 1000. She asked how long I want. My cutie had already told me 3000 bht earlier. Mamasan tells me it's 1000 for bar fine and 3000 for girl. I give her the 1000. She turns and is talking to someone. She turns back around and says ST will be 3000. I'm prepared to tell her No and that the money goes to the girl (a tip I got from the board). However, before I can say anything mamasan gets distracted. My cutie comes out from the back with her street clothes on, her friends giggling and happy / jealous for / of her. She walks up, mamasan turns back around, sees my cutie and then writes the letters TIP on her own hand. I'm looking at her like WTF, stop it. I'm ready to go so I give her 100 bht and me and my cutie leave. We get to my place, we hang out talking. She's laying on me, comfortable. We flirt a lot. Finally, I get her up off the couch and we head to the bedroom. She asks to shower. I didn't ask to join. She showers, I shower, I come out and she's in a towel on the bed. I lay down beside her. We chat some, cuddle then she starts passionately kissing me. She eventually gives me a passionate BBBJ. She comes up and a lot kissing continues. I flip her over, get the cover and we go at it. She's into and it's pretty hot and heavy. I eventually pop. We lay down talking a while. I can tell she wants to stay the night. Throughout the entire time I was around her I notice that she's not pushy. With the exception of asking me to buy her a drink, she never pushed for anything. She let me make the decisions. I ask her about LT. She gets excited and tells me that it's when she stays the night and we boom boom over and over and over until I can't take it anymore. I tell her I will LT her before I leave. She's happy and looks forward to it. We get dressed, exchange social media, she calls a car and leaves.

I stay up chatting with ladies on Tinder / TF setting up things for Day 2.

[PutinEatsJizz]

Found another girl at thermae's with an actress-like face.

Asked for 3 k, but I gave her 4 k again.

I'm at that point where it's face body for me.

[BangBanggo]

I was in Transit in Bangkok so decided to spend a night by delaying the flight. Booked in Ibis Bangkok at Sukhumvit 4.

Had a dinner in a nearby pub with some drinks then took a walk on street.

Found this stunning black girl who was in shape shopping at 7-11. She mentioned that she is from Uganda.

In room, quick shower. Friendly talk. Nice BBBJ.

Good FJ. Overall satisfactory and good GFE.

[EihTooms]

So am I. Sometimes, you have to pay more if you want more services. For example, it is well known that girls in the FKKs demand more money for anal and CIM. One can either forgo those services or pay more to get them.

The same can be said if one is with an eye candy girl in Asia, very hard to get BBFS from these girls on first dates. But, offering more money can make a difference. I have experienced that numerous times.

Exactly. And as fetishes go, my bet is you will find many more Thai lookers happy to agree to BBFS (if that even qualifies as a "fetish") for more money than are happy to agree to Anal, lesbian action or rimming, speaking of the metaphorical spitting in a common stew pot if her next customer expects DFK.

But I can't say that from personal experience since unlike many posters here I never pursue or ask for Anal, lesbian action or rimming.

[Lefeu]

I fully agree that it is silly and counterprouctive to pay more by way of tipping for the exact same service or product that everyone gets even when they don't add a tip.

But there is a big grey area when it comes to sexual services that, by my reckoning at least, already start out at a deficit of value that could never knock my socks off. Therefore, I am willing to pay more if I get more. And if you do it right, you will definitely get better service by paying more...

So am I. Sometimes, you have to pay more if you want more services. For example, it is well known that girls in the FKKs demand more money for anal and CIM. One can either forgo those services or pay more to get them.

The same can be said if one is with an eye candy girl in Asia, very hard to get BBFS from these girls on first dates. But, offering more money can make a difference. I have experienced that numerous times.

[EihTooms]

In my recently completed Thailand holiday, I visited about 25-30 restaurants. Without request from me, 3 or 4 of the restaurants moved forward assuming that I would spit in the stew. Most restaurants carefully covered the pot before any thought of spitting could ever cross my mind.

I'm guessing some of the more popular restaurants were the ones that uncovered the pot at some point so they could actually serve and you could actually eat the contents rather than be content in just knowing it is there somewhere in the kitchen?

[EihTooms]

Normally you don't get more by paying more in terms of service. What you demand is not typical; you have a peculiar bareback sex fetish that you keep talking about.

In Goatscrot's excellent restaurant analogy, you'd be the customer who asks to spit into the common stew pot since that gets you off and presumably adds to the flavor. Most restaurants would recoil in horror at the proposal, but sure enough, a few would let you do that for extra money, and no doubt it would make you happy. What's one spit in a big stew after all, it's relatively low risk and nobody has to know, though if everyone starts doing it, things change.

When you have a particular fetish that providers are strongly averse to providing, sure you might need to pay more to get what you want (after sifting through many who just won't do it).

However, in the general case, if you just want more-or-less standard service provided with a positive attitude, Goatscrot is right, you don't get more by paying more. Maybe you get a wider playing field, but almost never better service.

You can pretty much assume dozens of customers have spit in the pot before you showed up. Although that might not be as true of the oily and PSE shops where the old ladies seem to be on a more assembly line system cranking out, in my experience, rather tasteless uninspired fare. That's one of the reasons I rarely dine at those shops. They could not lower the prices enough to lure me in for that.

[HorseTrader]

In Goatscrot's excellent restaurant analogy, you'd be the customer who asks to spit into the common stew pot since that gets you off and presumably adds to the flavor. Most restaurants would recoil in horror at the proposal, but sure enough, a few would let you do that for extra money, and no doubt it would make you happy. What's one spit in a big stew after all, it's relatively low risk and nobody has to know, though if everyone starts doing it, things change.

In my recently completed Thailand holiday, I visited about 25-30 restaurants. Without request from me, 3 or 4 of the restaurants moved forward assuming that I would spit in the stew. Most restaurants carefully covered the pot before any thought of spitting could ever cross my mind.

[Crocodilexp]

And I got news for you; paying more does not get you better service. Never has; never will. I'm an oily guy and have been for almost 15 years. I have never tipped a Baht in any of the oily shops and I don't have a problem getting excellent PSE service at the PSE shops.

Absolutely true. A punter virtually never gets better service by overpaying.

I'm sure exceptions exist (human behavior is highly variable after all), but they're sufficiently rare not to form a trend, and also fall on both sides of the regression line -- it's not uncommon to get less than normal by overpaying, since girls see you as an easy mark.

Unlike you, I occasionally tip a modest amount in PSE shops (and elsewhere), but it's never to encourage better service, but only to reciprocate when they go above and beyond. However, I can see the appeal of the "no tip" policy, it's better to reward good service by repeat sessions.

[Crocodilexp]

But there is a big grey area when it comes to sexual services that, by my reckoning at least, already start out at a deficit of value that could never knock my socks off. Therefore, I am willing to pay more if I get more. And if you do it right, you will definitely get better service by paying more.

Normally you don't get more by paying more in terms of service. What you demand is not typical; you have a peculiar bareback sex fetish that you keep talking about.

In Goatscrot's excellent restaurant analogy, you'd be the customer who asks to spit into the common stew pot since that gets you off and presumably adds to the flavor. Most restaurants would recoil in horror at the proposal, but sure enough, a few would let you do that for extra money, and no doubt it would make you happy. What's one spit in a big stew after all, it's relatively low risk and nobody has to know, though if everyone starts doing it, things change.

When you have a particular fetish that providers are strongly averse to providing, sure you might need to pay more to get what you want (after sifting through many who just won't do it).

However, in the general case, if you just want more-or-less standard service provided with a positive attitude, Goatscrot is right, you don't get more by paying more. Maybe you get a wider playing field, but almost never better service.

[ShiftTab]

Can anyone share with is the fastest way to have sex with girls at Thai disco?

Instead of going there again and again and wasting money on drinks.

By fast, do you mean get it in her, finish, pull out, and go back to dancing?

I don't think that's enjoyable, since it's much more fun to take the girl back to your hotel room and have an hour or so of sex. If you like how well she performed and she seemed to like doing it with you, give her your phone number and tell her you'll call her in two days to repeat. She'll appreciate the repeat business.

[HorseTrader]

I suppose the closest way of applying it to your analogy is the fellow sees what is on his plate at your recommended restaurant and says, "Oh, that will never do. But if you could add another slab of beef with a little gravy and toast that slice of bread a bit I'll gladly pay an additional $5."

In the case of my 3500 baht 4-hour dinner experience, the restaurant not only provided the extra beef, gravy, and toasted the bread, but they provided unexpected wine and cheesecake. On my recently finished trip to Thailand, I had 2nd, 3rd, and 4th dinners at 3 different restaurants. The tip at the end of the first meal assures superior food on the subsequent visits. The bad part is that I will soon tire of any excellent restaurant, but the proprietors tend to pester me for additional meals again and again.

My last dinner in Thailand was to be simple street food, for which I agreed to pay 1000 baht for a specific menu. While eating, I found the food to be substandard and the menu was not provided per prior agreement. Mid meal, I decided not to finish the dinner, I simply could not swallow the food. I was forced to pay 500 baht to avoid a nasty scene upon exiting the dining room. Fortunately, I quickly found a different street food vendor who provided a nice meal with all the agreed menu items at 1200 baht, for which I was happy to pay. That was the last my last dinner in Thailand.

The best part about Sukhumvit is that there is always another restaurant to try.

[PutinEatsJizz]

Just took a girl back.

She resembled actress tatianay maslany.

Was great. Asked for 3 k, but I gave her 4 k.

Will repeat tomorrow and probably more if she shows up. Not a regular as far as I can tell.

If not, I'll take another girl in the 4 k ST range.

[EihTooms]

I'll give you an analogy. Say someone was visiting your hometown. You suggest a restaurant to them and they go there and then proceeded to pay more than you told them to because "this food is more expensive where I live. " And then say the people at that restaurant decide that that should be the new price standard. Where does it end really? Overall service and attitudes have gotten worse as prices have increased because the gals don't have to hustle as much. They make in one ST what used to take them three. And there is always a guy that will "settle. ".

Personally I think 100 USD for a 4 hour session that knocks your socks off is not completely out of line. But there are many people paying way more than that. And I got news for you; paying more does not get you better service. Never has; never will. I'm an oily guy and have been for almost 15 years. I have never tipped a Baht in any of the oily shops and I don't have a problem getting excellent PSE service at the PSE shops.

I fully agree that it is silly and counterprouctive to pay more by way of tipping for the exact same service or product that everyone gets even when they don't add a tip.

But there is a big grey area when it comes to sexual services that, by my reckoning at least, already start out at a deficit of value that could never knock my socks off. Therefore, I am willing to pay more if I get more. And if you do it right, you will definitely get better service by paying more.

I suppose the closest way of applying it to your analogy is the fellow sees what is on his plate at your recommended restaurant and says, "Oh, that will never do. But if you could add another slab of beef with a little gravy and toast that slice of bread a bit I'll gladly pay an additional $5."

Then if the restaurant increases the price of that meal by $5 for everyone without adding the extra portion of beef, gravy and toasting the bread, the fault lies with the restaurant, not the customer who paid more to get more.

However, again, paying the extra $5 for no reason at all and without demanding and getting more puts the customer at fault.

My problem with the "restaurants" in this neighborhood is the meals being routinely served are from the get-go sorely lacking in value for the money despite thousands of other diners apparently having their socks get knocked off by what they are being served. But with a little tweak here and there using ingredients I know for a fact are sitting mostly unused in the kitchem cupboard I can get that meal up to snuff with an additional amount added to the bill.

I only wish these "restaurants" would routinely serve a finished meal that by my judgement is well worth the money without my having to ask neither the server, manager, chef or owner of the damn place to prepare and present it that way. Would I pay more for that? Hell yes.

I suppose this is my way of chiming in that the real problem here is too few customers demanding more and better than what they are routinely being served in these "restaurants" at the price they are today, were yesterday and will be tomorrow. The extra $5 or even $20 is largely immaterial.