Jakarta

[Smoothy]

The mention of LE Meridien has brought up old memories from days gone by. I ran across this old post by The Reveller that I saved off the old and now defunct Jakarta blok m site that some of us used to frequent. (it's a damn shame Blok M is a shell of what it used to be) I found this entertaining reading it again today and thought I'd share it for everyone's amusement.

Quoting The Rev -.

"Ah, what would Blok M be without them! After years of painstaking study the Reveller has finally arrived at a taxonomy of the varieties of fauna to be found in south Jakarta, here presented to educate the novices among you and to amuse the cognoscenti.

Sharks.

The hardened professionals, they hunt in pairs or packs. Smart dressers, skilful users of make-up, they have X-ray vision that would make Superman weep and can spot their prey across a crowded bar with uncanny accuracy. They move in quickly and silently for the kill. English rarely gets beyond the "what you name, you buy me drink, you go home same me" stage.

QuickFits.

Named after the well-known UK car repair company that guarantees to replace your brakes, exhaust and / or tyres in less than ten minutes. Usually slim, attractive, and sexy, they ooze lust. But when you get them into the hotel room, they're out of their clothes and into bed faster than a grand-prix tyre change. They haven't even heard of foreplay, and as soon as you've come they've gone. Usually straight back to their bar of choice to line up the next victim.

Derelicts.

Older girls who are past their shelf-date, they home in on anyone with whom they have. Or think they have. An acquaintance, to cadge money for taxi / rent / sick child / sick parent / kid's school-fees / house repairs / phone bill / etc. Some display the remnants of bygone beauty, but many are now so brawny they could make a new career in the WWF.

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Should really be at home doing their homework. Skimpy little waifs, fragile and vulnerable looking, they invariably add at least three years to their real age. Smoke non-stop and have a sink-like capacity for whisky colas. Often very inexperienced. They know what the Naughty Bits are for, and what goes where, but not how, when, or why.

Sulks.

The attractive (and often highly intelligent) girls who sit morosely at the bar glaring into their drinks. Smoke heavily with obsessive intensity. Oblivious to the other girls, and don't even look at the guys. Some are getting over broken relationships, others suffering a general attack of angst or Weltschmertz. Beneath a frigid exterior they're actually seeking companionship and a bit of sympathy, and if they can be drawn out of their shells are excellent company.

Piranhas.

Once they smell blood, they are ruthless in their pursuit of a victim. They can gauge to a milligram their victim's blood-alcohol level, and respond accordingly. They home in on the erogenous zones, and you're lucky if you get to the pub door without shooting your bolt.

Leeches.

You've made the deadly mistake of taking these more than once. Thereafter you are "Theirs" and they will haunt you for the rest of your natural days. 'Fatal Attraction' has nothing on these harpies.

Psychos.

The basket-cases, girls who are completely out to lunch. Faces set in a rictus of a smile, with glazed and fixated eyes, they often have razor-scars on both arms and a can of Baygon in the handbag. Throw towering fits of rage and jealousy when 'their' guy ignores them, or suggests that they push off and leave him alone. Sometimes stalk guys round the Blok and cause embarrassing scenes. Pester non-stop on their handphones if they get hold of a victim's number.

Wallpaper.

These are the largely decorative totty, usually lounging around the walls and chatting to the bar staff. Seemingly oblivious to the guys, they have a glazed stare and are immune to the usual 'come hither' signals.

Brain-dead beauties.

These are the sultry, sexy, curvaceous, luscious creatures you could die for. Until you try to engage them in conversation. You then realise that they drop off the bottom of the IQ scale.

Sleeping beauties.

Vivacious and lively in the bar, as soon as you get them into the hotel room they become drowsy and fall into a deep coma. Not even a scale eight earthquake will wake them, and forget about Prince Charming. Fine if you're into necrophilia, otherwise a waste of time.

Butterflies.

Charming and attractive young creatures who flit from guy to guy to say Hello, share a joke, stop for a drink and a chat if invited. Wonderful smiles, flashing eyes, bubbly personalities. Bright and canny, they quickly sense a guy's mood and never outstay their welcome. Absolute gems.

Amateurs.

These are the occasional visitors, the quiet girls. They usually wear jeans or sensible skirts and woollen tops. They don't drink much, and rarely smoke. They don't wear much. Or any. Make up. They avoid the obvious Lotharios and loud-mouthed lechers, but quietly and efficiently attach themselves to the less vociferous guys. Often the best performers in bed, and they never argue about the remuneration.

Sylphs.

Slender, willowy young girls with wistful expressions and fawn-like gracefulness. Deep dark eyes, and fine exquisite features shadowed by gently swaying jet-black hair. They've got 'look, but don't touch' written all over them, and a quintessential femininity that you'll find nowhere else in the world. As they get older they usually become regular girlfriends of. And sometimes marry. Good-looking young expats.

Sirens.

Named after the mythical creatures, half bird and half woman, that lure sailors to destruction by the sweetness of their songs. These girls are the maddeningly attractive, stunningly sensuous control-freaks who get their kicks from leading guys on until they are quite besotted, mercilessly toying with their victims. And then dumping them. Some guys never recover from the experience.

Starfish.

Complete non-performers who become inert as soon as they hit the mattress. Like their marine counterparts, they just lie there with arms outstretched and legs wide apart. All the joie de vivre of a wet weekend in Torquay, and about as much sex-appeal as cold porridge. The more lively specimens are reported to mutter "you want pom-pom?" in a bored voice. This species, native to Indramayu, is closely related to the Australian Surfboard.

Scalp-hunters.

These girls aren't just after money. They're out to impress their friends by the number of guys they manage to notch up. A sub-species of the genus Shark, very popular with the blokes as they're singularly attractive and invariably good performers. Indeed, the host male not infrequently recommends the girl to all his mates, thereby unwittingly raising her peer-prestige rating.

Tag teams.

These girls pose as Best Friends and snare the unwitting victim into taking both of them, with hints of unbridled erotic pleasures to follow. But once in the hotel room they switch on the TV and chatter together non-stop (usually in Javanese), and instead of the exotic "two up" that was salaciously anticipated it's more like tag team wrestling. While one is vaguely active, the other is listlessly watching television. She then rolls over, taps her friend on the shoulder, and takes over while the one you were dallying with assumes the TV-watching role.

Scavengers.

These are the Hungry Girls. You've barely closed the hotel room door before they announce that they're ravenously hungry, and proceed to order half the room service menu. By the time the food has come and been devoured your libido has packed up and gone home, and if you've been carousing all night you're probably in the arms of Morpheus rather than the sweet young thing by your side.

Paradoxies.

This type has a disdainful, haughty demeanour. But punctuated by occasional flashes of eyes and pouting of lips. Pays exaggerated attention to another guy while she shimmies up to you. Disappears without warning for minutes on end while she secretly watches your every move from a distance, then greets you like a long-lost friend on her return. Pushes her best friend at you to see if you're tempted. Looks shocked and embarrassed when you ask her the inevitable question. Then drags you out of the bar and sets off like a rocket for the nearest hotel. Pure sinetron!

Barnacles.

These are the personable, friendly girls who just seem to latch on to you and become fixtures. Undemanding and unassuming, they're happy to sit with you, have a drink and a chat, and never ask for money or push you to go with them. They're often loners, for whom the bars and discos are a pleasant break from the tedium of a humdrum job or a claustrophobic family. Many are separated or divorced, and may have a kid or two to bring up single-handed.

Limpets.

These are the frotteuses who hook onto you and spend the night rubbing themselves lubriciously against your body. They aren't aggressive or forceful about it. Every contact is made to seem like a delicious accident, the girl pretending that nothing's happening while the guy's hormones spiral out of control and he risks shooting his bolt. They somehow contrive to get all their erogenous zones into contact with yours, giving a whole new meaning to thrills and spills.

OEMs.

These are generic look-alikes who pack the bars and discos. Instantly recognizable by their long black hair, pale complexions, slim figures and black outfits. Listless and bored, they rarely smile or show any sign of animation. All the vivacity of a telephone answering machine. Bussed into Jakarta as job lots from the remoter kampongs of Indramayu, they're re-branded as Blok M girls.

Gold-diggers.

These sleek and slinky harpies think you're a walking ATM. They demand the most expensive drinks in the bar, want you to buy them a handphone after the briefest acquaintance, expect you to pay their rent at the end of the month, and claim to have a string of costly family misfortunes that would keep a sinetron going for a year. If they hook a guy they dig in for the duration and life is one long demand for house, car, gold, jewellery and cosmetic surgery.

Pumpkins.

The Cinderella who suddenly vanishes into the night as midnight approaches, leaving you bereft in the bar with only your drinks tab for company. Even after promising an all-nighter invariably invents a feeble excuse for being unable to stay and scoots off after the briefest of clinches. You're left feeling like a mouse that got whacked by a trap and didn't even get to eat the cheese.

Edsels.

Named after the overpriced and over-engineered gas-guzzling luxury car that was one of the biggest flops in motoring history. Dresses up to the nines, typically high-heeled thigh-length boots, tight leatherette mini skirt, frilly translucent blouse and gaudy jacket. Usually wears a loopy hat on top of streak-bleached hair and totes a futuristic shiny plastic shoulder bag. Make-up way overdone, nails long and crimson, looks like something from a vampire be-movie. Demands the most exotic drinks in the house and turns her nose up at any bloke she considers can't afford her. Doesn't pull many guys, but provides priceless entertainment in the bar.

Retreads.

These girls are like car tyres that have been remoulded and given a new tread. The standard model is slim and trim from medication-boosted dieting, has straight black lustrous hair from industrial-strength dyes and chemicals, smooth pale complexion from a major replastering job, eyebrows scraped, shaped and rebuilt with impasto liner, eyelashes reinforced with heavy-duty all-weather mascara, eyes dark and glistening from synthetic belladonna. The luxury model includes silicon-enhanced nose, lips and mammaries. In the bar they look like a million dollars, and think they're worth a million rupiah.

Zombies.

Completely catatonic, these girls are dysfunctional wallflowers who stand limp and lifeless on the fringes of the bar staring vacuously into space. They don't dance, they don't talk to the guys. They don't even talk to each other. Chatting them up makes Mission Impossible seem like a doddle.

Jurassics.

These are the harbingers, the have-beens and never-wozzers who drift into the bar ahead of the young girls like flotsam and jetsam washed up by the evening tide. Their function is unknown. They occupy no clear ecological niche, serve no obvious purpose, and just sit around the bar, frumpish and inert, like time-worn statues in a jungle temple. There is a slightly more mobile version that clomps into the bar alongside the youngsters and hogs seats at the bar until pushed out by the guys or the bar staff.

Bandits.

These girls are a dangerous mutation, the next step in Blok M evolution. They have an infallible sixth sense that tells them if a guy is a regular with an expat salary, a regular with a local salary, or a visitor flush with expense account dollars. If he's a visitor they home straight in with "Hello, you buy me Long Island Tea, you go with me three hundred thousand, standard price, OK?" The expat-salary regular gets stung for the same drink but there's no mention of the price. Which will be a post-coital stick-up for 300 k or more. The local-salary regular is a last resort, the desperation option. If he looks interested she might push her luck and ask for a Gin and Tonic, otherwise it's a beer or soft and she knows she'll only get the flat rate of 200 k plus taksi. ".

[Smoothy]

I'm glad to see someone finally post a picture. In my opinion, no field report is worth a lot without one. Kudos for that and thanks for sharing! Great body and great tits. To find even a decent looking girl at LE Meridien is not an easy task these days. The place is dead.

Sure, 3 million is too much (that is 1 million more than I have given any girl in 20 years in Jakarta), it's about double the going rate. But the good thing about that is the girl that was overpaid was a LE Meridien pickup. Back in the early to mid 2000's, I loved going to the bar at LE Meridien (Tiga Puluh). I preferred it over BATS and CJs back then. Girls everywhere and a great party environment. Near the end of the night, girls were always on top of the bar in front of the stage dancing sexily. It was awesome. One night there, a girl took her clothes completely off and was dancing naked for a bit until security stopped her. I've never seen that at BATS or CJs! They had a lot of good band back then, and the public relations girl they had at the club at the time was an absolute stunner and extremely competent. Neither BATS nor CJs have any staff even close to as good as her.

Then, in the mid 2000's, they decided to "renovate" the bar. There was nothing at all wrong with it, but they "renovated" anyway. It was closed a good while and when they did open again, the "renovated" bar was worse than it was before. The sight lines to the stage had been restricted by huge poles rather than the smaller ones they had before. The newly renovated place wasn't a drastic change, but it was definitely a downgrade from what it had been. Another mistake they made was they re-opened with an all black band that was seemingly friends with the Nigerian drug dealers in town, and drug dealing became popular in the place when it reopened. JJs (a popular night spot in Thamrin) had just closed down and that was the place where the Nigerians had previously hung out. With that closing, and their ties to the band at Tiga Puluh, they relocated to Tiga Puluh when it reopened. It was ok at JJs because they stayed on the 2nd floor and people not looking to buy drugs never had to worry about them, but at Tiga Puluh, there was no special area for them so they congregated with everyone else. It was a recipe for failure for Tiga Puluh and when the place re-opened, it quickly lost it's stature as a club that can compete with BATS and CJs. One night, a guy reported to the LE Meridien staff that he had a bag stolen from him in Tiga Puluh bar that contained 15,000 usd. Why the hell is anyone walking around Tiga Puluh with a bag holding 15,000 usd in cash? It was an uncomfortable environment. The Nigerians are not there anymore, but neither is anyone else. I'm certainly not saying that all Nigerians deal drugs, but I think we all know there is a good number who do. I believe they hang out on Jalan Jaksa and Obama club at Blok M now. Some people say that Tiga Puluh closing down for a while was the main factor that caused the crowds to disappear. However, I think it had less to do with it being closed a while for renovation and more to do with the poor quality of the renovation and the environment when they first re-opened. BATS was closed for over 6 months after the Bali bombing as a security measure, and when they re-opened it was business as usual.

Unfortunately, from that point until now, LE Meridien is no longer a popular night spot and instead of three great options in town, only BATS and CJs are still viable options. However, if girls around town hear that girls are getting 3 million rupiah from guys at Tiga Puluh, that could possibly spur a resurgence of the place. Believe it or not, although Jakarta is a big city, word spreads in this town and girls talk to each other so they know what is going on. I wouldn't be surprised to see some new girls showing up at LE Meridien.

[Member #4733]

Is this the same Classic? The prices you paid and the description of the girls do not match (by a long shot) what others have reported on here.

I clearly wrote what I did. But in a concise way. And as I have not written all that much on this forum you might have questions, yes.

I replied to a post by Smoothy who gave an estimate of prices. I just wanted to make it more precise. The estimate of Smoothy doesn't differ too much from what I paid and was quoted. So there is no need for BB to suggest I went somewhere else. My MO is mostly 'just pick the most beautiful girl'. In Classic upstairs the 'beauty' of the girls is so depressing that I lost my huge appetite. Maybe others have lower expectations but I am used to Amsterdam RLD and German SC. The last years I have been to Bangkok and Jakarta. The only session that was satisfying was a girl in the Lord in Bangkok (now closed). Other girls were not beautiful enough or had a service level that is below my expectations. But I remember my first mongering sessions and then I was quite happy with girls and service levels that I just don't fancy anymore now. If e. G. An American comes to Indonesia and is used to pay 500 dollar for a fatty then he will be very happy. Well, I am used to pay 100 euro tops for a beauty. So, it may be due to expectations.

I will clarify a bit more. The first day I went to Classic upstairs and at the left side there are so many fatties that I just don't understand why they admit so many of these girls. On the right side it was a bit better but not one of them was really a stunner that could make me forget the fatties. So I left. Next day I went to Malio (few dancers, many girls on the side). I just wanted to have a drink and look around. Then I saw a dancer that was so damn beautiful, she could have asked me anything. But she was not available for sex. Not for me anyway. I asked again to another mamasan and again it was "Impossible". Then Mamasans and girls came to my table but I did not fancy one of them. Later I saw a girl that I liked. I asked mamasan about her and she led me to another girl and started to write a receipt or something. I was flabbergasted. I ask her about a girl and she simply gets me another one. Without asking. Without even one word spoken. I told her I would like to talk with my choice, maybe even talk to her choice but in no way I would accept being led to a girl and just session with her. So I left. Malio may have one very beautiful girl and a few that are OK but it is not crowded with beauties.

My libido was quite big and so I went to Classic downstairs. I simply accepted mamasan's choice as I really wanted a session here and now. Dire consequences.

So I just don't like Jakarta nor Bangkok very much. OK, Crazy House in Bkk for nude dancers, but that is the only thing that is really worthwhile.

[Goferring]

Not to sound like an asshole, but I've been a hobbyist for almost 30 years. Although, not that often in Indonesia. I am pretty familiar with how to approach my requests, with tact. And since she sent me a great picture, I think there may be possibilities. Even if it's not available, she was still a fun little thing for the night and then some. She did not want to scoot out at 7 AM.

My apologies. No offense intended.

I read your original report as you being a bit lost and letting her take the reins on what would (not) happen which was obviously incorrect.

Have a great time should you be able to return, G.

[Madvic]

Vic, no need to explain. You're preaching to the converted. LOL.

I once had a girl pinch my finger tips at the ideal moment. That simple act made the sensation incredible and feel like I was about to explode. I've tried many times but never been able repeat it. 🤔.

Interesting. Damn, that would be something I would want to try! Thanks!

If you do return, remember that it's on your terms, not hers. No need to be an Ahole about it but state what you want (activities, duration, protection etc) and your fee and leave it to her to agree or otherwise. Don't ask what she's happy to do and the cost. When she counter offers, just thank her politely and decline. If your offer was researched and accurate she will soon agree. If she is wildly optimistic then there are many others to choose from.

Cheers, G.

Not to sound like an asshole, but I've been a hobbyist for almost 30 years. Although, not that often in Indonesia. I am pretty familiar with how to approach my requests, with tact. And since she sent me a great picture, I think there may be possibilities. Even if it's not available, she was still a fun little thing for the night and then some. She did not want to scoot out at 7 AM.

[Goferring]

Her stroking my nut sack and shaft, after coming, was what made it so damn memorable! Well that and her awesome chest. I'm still thinking about both and would rent her out again in a heart beat.

Vic, no need to explain. You're preaching to the converted. LOL.

I once had a girl pinch my finger tips at the ideal moment. That simple act made the sensation incredible and feel like I was about to explode. I've tried many times but never been able repeat it. 🤔.

As I said you paid for and received a good time so well done.

And maybe, I'd convince her to go with the BBBJ. Something about her mouth told me it would be a damn good experience!!

MadVic.

If you do return, remember that it's on your terms, not hers. No need to be an Ahole about it but state what you want (activities, duration, protection etc) and your fee and leave it to her to agree or otherwise. Don't ask what she's happy to do and the cost. When she counter offers, just thank her politely and decline. If your offer was researched and accurate she will soon agree. If she is wildly optimistic then there are many others to choose from.

Cheers, G.

[Madvic]

I agree. I was about to rampage about over paying, CBJ yadda yadda yadda. However, the photo explains everything: very nice TaTas.

In the end it was his money and his time which he enjoyed. Well done!

Her stroking my nut sack and shaft, after coming, was what made it so damn memorable! Well that and her awesome chest. I'm still thinking about both and would rent her out again in a heart beat. And maybe, I'd convince her to go with the BBBJ. Something about her mouth told me it would be a damn good experience!!

MadVic.

[Madvic]

For 3 M OS would have deposited a shot of little OS's deep inside her.

LOL, go for it. I think she hangs out at LE Meridien. Being such a snug fit, I don't know how deep you'd get with her though!

MadVic.

[Offshore Swell]

I agree. I was about to rampage about over paying, CBJ yadda yadda yadda. However, the photo explains everything: very nice TaTas.

In the end it was his money and his time which he enjoyed. Well done!

For 3 M OS would have deposited a shot of little OS's deep inside her.

[Koperen Klaas]

I believe you can book them out of Malio. If I'm not mistaken, they charge around 7 million rupiah for that (about 500 USD). Natty Bumpo may be the one to ask for that because I've never done it.

You can find free lancers on Tinder who will take 1 million rupiah if you have the time to work with that. CJs at hotel mulia always has free lancers at night. They are not as young as the girls in the brothels up north, but they provide better service.

Eastern Promise has started to be a gathering place for freelancers on live music nights. Check out the beer garden at the back of the complex. The last time I was there I recognised several girls who used to go to Top Gun.

[Goferring]

Good job, and excellent choice.

Some folks on this thread will probably chide you for "paying too much" though. Keep it up mate!

I agree. I was about to rampage about over paying, CBJ yadda yadda yadda. However, the photo explains everything: very nice TaTas.

In the end it was his money and his time which he enjoyed. Well done!

[Banana Boi]

Is this the same Classic? The prices you paid and the description of the girls do not match (by a long shot) what others have reported on here.

I believe he went to Classic Spa. 100 k entry and 800 k for a session are what I recall spa pricing to be.

[Blanquiceleste]

I met this sexy little thing, at the LE Meridien bar a while back. I think she said her name was Erin? Had a very enjoyable all nighter with her for 3 million. She said she hadn't fucked in a long time and was definitely a tight, snug fit. She is a petite thing. But, damn did she enjoy it once I was inside of her. I thought the hotel was going to knock on the door or call us to keep it quiet.

Only drawback was a CBJ. I asked her for BBBJ, but she said no. Something about her boyfriend, lucky bastard!! So, that was a let down, but still she was very enjoyable. I couldn't believe her body when she was out of her clothes. She doesn't have the biggest chest, but they were all natural and she really liked the attention I paid to her girls. DATY was also quite exquisite, and she was smooth and very clean. We went through multiple positions and finished in doggie, which she said she really liked. I liked how she would reach back and stroke my nut sack, especially after coming. She was pushing everything out and into the condom, it felt great. A trick I wish more ladies would do. It's something I haven't stopped thinking about since seeing her.

She sent me this pic afterwards, I think to encourage my renting her out again! She was great fun!

MadVic.

Good job, and excellent choice.

Some folks on this thread will probably chide you for "paying too much" though. Keep it up mate!

[Kodja]

She sent me this pic afterwards, I think to encourage my renting her out again! She was great fun!

MadVic.

Her skin looks flawless!

[Kodja]

I was there a few days ago. The upper floor is awful. I was horny but that definitely ended after the 10th fat and ugly girl I saw. Had to pay 30.000 just to peak around. Came back the next day and tried downstairs. Mamasan directed me to a girl and I had learned that you don't mess with mamasans. So I took a 19 yr old in a room. She was mostly clinging to my body with no action whatsoever. Rather beautiful but very bad. Paid 800.000 to management. Before I got in I was explicitly told that if I did not take a girl I would have to pay 100.000. That would have been the better option.

Maybe German SC have spoilt me too much but for sex I won't go to Asia anymore.

Is this the same Classic? The prices you paid and the description of the girls do not match (by a long shot) what others have reported on here.