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Glad to get the feedback here.

You are the Man.

I was in BC from 23.30 to 1 am RIGHT YESTERDAY Sunday as you. I must have seen you and the dream tits girl. I wonder who you are ehehe.

I am now going to Batam. Another universe. I am on bus and I cannot write long, but I will write about me.

Let me just say I am. Totally sympathetic with you. We have same mindset.

I finally left to avoid spending again so much with uncertain perspective, but I regret as you some dolls, real dolls. But now a doll without GFE does not excite me much anymore. Getting old.

I finally moved to Green Elephant, where only baby elephants were available indeed, and then to Federal, where I enjoyed a nice 45 minutes without hurry with a very nice Indonesian girl from Jakarta.

(Johnny you rock!)^2.

[Johnny7973]

Glad to get the feedback here. Good strategy NewImage: pay short-time, with offer to stay more for no more money. Clears out the girls that aren't interested, and keeps around the ones that are happy to be there.

Reading the forum more, I also realized that the girl I took out my first night in KL is likely the same girl as post #13958. Named 'Thao'—and I had a similar positive experience with her. Actually, similar experience with the girl "growing on you" also. Great girl. I called her up to come again, but it was quite early, and I wanted overnight. She agreed, but was kind of reluctant since it was so early—so I just let it go.

I went out for my 2nd night in KL last night, and this time I simply took a grab to Beach Club, and had the Grab drop me a block away, so I wouldn't have problems with the taxi mafia when leaving later.

This was a Saturday night 10 pm, 55 RM entry fee with one drink ticket, and it was much worse for guys than my prior Sunday night visit. When I arrived around 10 pm it was maybe equal ratio of guys-to-girls, with a lot of guys inside, in the center area, in front of the stage. Last Sunday there were multiple girls for every guy.

The first girl I came to I swear was a 9. (OK, next morning in the daylight she was a 7, but with mind blowing 'Perfect 10' for tits. It made me believe in the mystical. I'm starting to come to the church, after seeing those tits. It's like the Beatles song: "Then I saw her face, now I'm a Believer"—except with tits.).

In mid-life, some people go to India, and find an ashram, and find spirtuality. I'm not sure if I have achieved enlightment, but those breasts moved me. Profoundly. Maybe there is order in the universe. A higher purpose.

You know how much that girl asked for? Tall Vietnamese girl, silky skin-tight black dress, serious cleavage, hair that was ponytailed up high, but still hung down to her ass? She asked for 1,200 for long time. She asked 500 for one hour. I told her that, no, I wouldn't be taking her out. She didn't leave. I guess I was kind-of enjoying having her leaning up against me as I sat in the chair. Heck, when I was 20 it would have been a dream, just to have this girl laying up alongside me. Anyway, I told her I wasn't taking her out at 1,200, and we kinda ran out of things to talk about. Kinda killed the mood.

I "released" her again a couple times, and she eventually went looking for another guy. Said she had been in KL for three days, and stated 27 years old.

I then talked to girl-after-girl. Almost all were quoting 1,200 overnight. I overheard one girl quote 1,000 to a guy as I walked by. I'm not really into live music, but the band actually played a couple songs I like—so I was at the bar, and made friends with a couple girls. One girl shoved her friend into me—playfully. All fun.

Ended up with a friendly girl alongside the bar, a little chubby, but warm. Had her up against me for a while, then, then I would circle the floor, and come back to her. Eventually she quoted 1,000 for long time. I offered 600, and she wasn't down with that. I know guys post that they are pulling at 400, but this girl wasn't going for 600 long time. Maybe later in the night.

The men-to-women ratio got worse and worse as the night progressed. More and more guys kept coming. By midnight, I saw some of the girls that quoted me 1,200 leaving with new guy friends. I don't know what they negotiated, but it was the same girls that quoted me 1,200.

One girl quoted me 1,300. That was a short conversation.

Then, two slightly rough girls from Indonesia quoted 1,000.and then dropped it to 700 instantly, if I took both of them long time. I couldn't tell if they would be a ton of fun, or maybe a tad of trouble. Couldn't tell which way it would go- fun and rambunctious, or slipping into aggressive later at the hotel. Maybe would have been fun. Likely my trouble-radar was over-tuned, and hitting on false-positives. But, if you've ever ignored that trouble-radar, then regretted it later at the hotel, you might tend to be a little more cautious on later occasions. I guess I am. Some guy came up to one of the two Indonesian girls, and I slipped away; he seemed more genuinely interested.

It was getting worse-and-worse, in terms of men-to-women ratio. There was a big group of guys with sports shirts with Philippine icons on them. (Like the Philippines sun symbol, on the shoulder.) No problem with the guys—looked like they were out to have a good time- but I didn't get the story on the Philippine sports shirts. Not Filipinos.

I got sick of circling, and the high quotes. Even fairly average girls were quoting 1,200. Is she a 6? A 7? I dunno; kind of cute, but not a model. And price is. 1,200. I don't really drink, but I also didn't like just wandering, so I had ordered a couple drinks. That wasn't working out great for me, as having my head spin wasn't so helpful when trying to talk to the girls. I walked out, and down the street to the Thai place. A heavy, grandmother-aged woman on the street engaged me, offering a line-up of girls that would come to my room for 250 RM. "You choose. " I asked where the girls were, and she said she would call them over to the 7-Eleven. I don't know; street dealings through an intermediary didn't sound so good. I'the rather talk directly to the girl. The grandmother gave me a business card, and said she could also send a girl to the room later. I asked when payment was made, and she first said 'to the driver'; that didn't sound good, so she said 'to the girl, before she starts her work.'

Also: I can't see "RM" and not think Reichsmark. ('Reich Mark. ') I know it's not right; that it isn't good. Still comes to mind, every damn time.

The Thai place was not any better than Beach Club. I saw a girl working to make eye contact, and I went to the patio area to talk to her. Quoted 700 long-time. She was perfectly average. I guess that makes her a 5. Attitude counts for a lot, so I sat down for a drink. Ordered one for me, then she had a weird request that put me off. If I would give her the cash, she would go inside and get a drink for herself, and come back. I assume she would pocket a bit, or go pick up a glass she already had, or whatever. Anyway, it put me off, and I was ready to walk out- but had already ordered my drink. Not a good idea to skip out on an order, so I walked over and found the waiter, who already had the drink. There was like a 42 RM cover to enter that place, but with the drink I bought at 38 RM, they let me in. The girl followed me, and presented herself again-and-again. I finally asked if she would allow CIM, and when that was no good for her, I left. (I don't really care about CIM, but it's a bit of a litmus test; if they are down with that, they are often more fun at home, even if I never really CIM.).

Walked the street a bit, and then back up to Beach Club. It is a little after midnight now, about 2. 5 hours since I arrived. Lots of guys. If I come back to Beach Club, I would either go early—before all the guys come- or late, when the girls are more willing to negotiate off that 1,000+ perch.

Talked to another cute girl; another 1,200 quote. I said last weekend I paid 600, and she said "Nobody here will go out for that. " OK, well—the girl last weekend did, and she was great. No hard feelings to this new girl; she departed.

Then—that Vietnamese girl with the boobs came by. I had seen her talking to guys, as I circled, but she hadn't found anybody willing to pay her premium. She was looking a little worn out—and I sure as hell was. Actually, when standing to the side at various moments, I would close my eyes and think of this girl. 2 years from now, it won't matter what I paid her, but I'll remember the girl. I had the same thing in Moscow, where I didn't take the girl because it was 'too much' and I didn't exactly regret it, but frequently thought of her years later. "Hell, I should have taken her, that girl back in Moscow."

Anyway, I was pretty tired of circling, and starting the same conversation from scratch again and again. And, this girl was in a slinky dress, and she was now in more of a mood to negotiate. I could have waited until even later, and got it for even less- but that's like getting a half-price ticket to a movie that's half-over. Price is lower for the long-time, but you missed half the night with the girl. Ends up at same price per hour of company.

Made a deal. Walked out into very light rain. Walked a bit, and got a Grab.

Girl was OK at home. Nothing wrong, but just not that warm. But those tits. I have literally never in my life seen real tits like that. I assumed they were going to be a man-made silicone wonder —and a well crafted one at that. But, no. They were real. 38-C. (I asked.) I didn't know that real boobs came like that. I kept thinking that they were comically perfect. Laying in bed with the girl, that is the term that kept coming to mind for her tits: "comically perfect. " Like, only seen in drawings.

At the same time, it was a tragedy of Greek proportions. I mean, if tits can be this good, why aren't more of them this good? I thought physics or evolution or human physiology prevented boobs like that from really existing on the hoof. Now that I know it is possible, I'm a little angry at god for not making more of them. I mean, I wasn't even believing in god until I saw those boobs—but now I've seen the light, I believe in Him, and I'm a little angry. Spread the joy man. WTF. If you can make boobs like that, make more! So guys-- if you see this girl, Cherry, you might take her for the boobs. Nice enough girl, I guess; not super warm, and had a bit of a long bathroom routine with face scrubs and eyelash removal and blah-blah-blah. Bad blowjob. But, those boobs. I wish I had a photo. Then again, the image is seared in my mind. I won't forget. The boobs were perfect, and there were two of them, side-by-side. Just below her face. On her chest. Oh god. Boobs.

Three pops. She was best when on top. Slept till noon. For a writeup this long, you'the think I'the focus on those dirty bits more.

Johnny.

[Eric77]

Walked from Jalan Alor to Beach Club. Entry was 45 RM, including a drink ticket.

SOME NOTES ON GRAB FROM BEACH CLUB! The taxi drivers out front are goddamn scum of the earth. I understand that they threaten Grab drivers. When I was walking out, the taxi driver said he would "smash" my Grab. No joke. Aggressive, aweful taxi drivers. The worst of them. My Grab cancelledand I don't blame him, with all the aggressive taxi drivers out front, pissed that their taxi racket isn't what it used to be, now that there is Grab.

Walked away from Beach Club, down to the Shangri La. Again, it was feeling it was a little dangerousthis time based on the taxi driver mafia out front. I wanted away from them and didn't want to get into a street fight with 20 taxi drivers by trying to climb in a Grab. Wasn't going to be a good time.

Walked over to the Shangri La. Taxi drivers didn't follow on foot. Got the Grab from the Shangri La. Next time, I'll tell the girl we are walking to the Shangri-La, and just walk straight there, without any delays out front of Beach Club with the taxi mob. From the guard station at the Shangri-La, got a new Grab, and it was a lady driver. Nice ride back to my hotel, chatting with the girl, and the lady driver.

Johnny.

Bro,

I hope you will share with us the taxi drivers car plate numbers or even the with a photo shot of the taxi drivers if possible. In KL we have tolerate enough with these bullies who call themselves taxi drivers, and we are doing some social network pressure together with media to expose the bullshit stuff of these people, we even have some good meida network to pressure the police force to do something with them too, the police always ask us to provide evidence or proof, maybe from here we can get your help with it. Perhaps you think its better to avoid, but if you can help us with some photos we can started to change the way it is. We don't tolerate these mafia, if they choose to use savage way to deal with business, than to improvise to be competitive, they can go to hell. Private message me if you need some help with it.

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[Catire]

Obviously Beach Club prices are DOLLARIZED.

As the value of the ringitt has plummeted from 3 to 3. 3 to 1 USD and considering the ringitt is now above 4 to 1 USD, the prices being quoted are simply in dollars.

This means a lot of stupid money on the premises, which allows for this to happen.

I went to Beach Club in the old days, when it was still 3 to 1 more or less. Hard core pros galore (though a friend who was willing to pay I think it was around 150 USD or so, had a nice experience with a Vietnamese girl, so he claimed). I could never get over the sticker shock.

[NewImage]

Walked from Jalan Alor to Beach Club. Entry was 45 RM, including a drink ticket

That was last weekend. I'll go out again tonight.

Johnny.

Hey hey Johnny boy. Doing some walking man! I am pretty fit and don't mind a stroll but you. My god and in the heat.

600 for an all niter is ok I think. As I said in my reports I only go ST but there is an offer to stay with no more money.

Keep reports coming.

NI.

[ButtLover]

Yes, same feeling here. What other spa on the model of Hotel Soleil and open after 2 am would you recommend? Just in case tonight I escape from BC because I see nobody interesting at a reasonable price.

Hi.

I don't know. I always want to fuck early. Yesterday I went to the green elephant spa.

I payed 250 ringit for 45 min with a very nice girl.

BL.

[Black Page]

Hi.
I was little shocked yesterday when I arrived and saw Soleil was closed.
I loved their helthclub. I use to go there every day early when I am in KL. I really hope it will reopend when the renovation is over.
BL.

Yes, same feeling here. What other spa on the model of Hotel Soleil and open after 2 am would you recommend? Just in case tonight I escape from BC because I see nobody interesting at a reasonable price.

[ButtLover]

Hotel Soleil is closed and nobody reported here?? Since when??

Did I miss that? Shit it was my safe be plan in KL for when at 3 am I did not find anything interesting.

What spa now? Hotel Nova also is gone long time ago.

Hi.

I was little shocked yesterday when I arrived and saw Soleil was closed.

I loved their helthclub. I use to go there every day early when I am in KL. I really hope it will reopend when the renovation is over.

BL.

[Black Page]

Every time I come to KL I add a bit of disappointment to the current value.

Yesterday night I found the Hotel Soleil closed for renovation work. It really needed that, but what about the spa?? It was a safe B Plan for me (damn autocorrector, which corrects it to the nonsense "be plan".

Beach Club is becoming worse and worse every time. I remember the magic emotion I was feeling on my early years in KL, whenever I was entering that wild playground in its old location. Viet girls were asking 200-250 rm.
Now, this is what I have seen in two nights.

1) 90% of girls are well-seasoned veterans, and I really mean that. I see faces that I have been seeing in BC for YEARS already. I am not exagerating. Some girls have 2, 3 even more years of experience working in BC, some also interleaving that with OT in Singapore. Not exactly the freshest virgins just arrived from village near HCM.

If I ask girls "How long have you been here?" they invariably reply "Too weeksh alleady". My second question is "Not the first time here, right?" which receives the reply "Second time here". One yesterday admitted "This work 2 monthsh in Singapore before", and another "4 yearsh working here already".

2) 99% are professional sharks, well trained by the hard environment to identify the best customer and squeeze out as much money as possible. Forget the naif girl who can hardly recognize the note denomination (awww the old times!

3) The standard rate is now 500 rm for short time. Yes. They ALL ask this, if not more than that. Princess types (and the gross truck drivers from East Europe) demand 600+. I neglected to ask overnight to not hear "800! or "1000"! (planning overnight since the beginning is not a good idea however).

I took two girls in these two nights, and it was always very long to negotiate down to 400, which is my threshold. I met a girl who was with me 1 or 2 years ago. After the first hugs, "how are you? "LTNS", etc etc. I told her that I had only 300 and she simply left me on place with a quick "bye".

The rich guys who do find reasonable to pay 200 USD for a quick fuck spoiled the place.

The other problem is that too much people exploits these girls. A long chain of people earns on them: the corrupted police, the agents, . At the end, the market stabilized to 500 rm for short time. And people pays that without an eyeblink!

4) The management of BC is so grossly bullshitting! But people deserves that, as they seem to appreciate. Yesterday, one of the bartenders was standing on the bar desk, dancing and showing a long ribbon advertising "PROMOTION TEQUILA SHOTS ONLY 10 RM" with a big smile stamped on face. He was holding the ribbon and a BOTTLE OF DON JULIO ANEJO, that is a very good and above-average expensive tequila. Frankly, I found not very credible they were giving Don Julio Anejo as 10 rm shot to the crowd. So, I went looking what was happening behind the bar. They were filling up the small glasses with some white liquid from a bottle without label.
And all the girls and Indian guys were pushing to buy a shot (don't they know Anejo is dark and not transparent as water?)

At the end, it was not so bad for me, however.

First night: an extremely pretty small girl. She was sexy and very good on doing things, but I've become hyper-demanding. I don't find attractive anymore the ultra-pro with 1 year and more of experience. I feel like a wheel in a macbine. I will forget soon.

Second night: this was different. This girl is new, only one month, and scared to go with her first Western man. Lots of problems in putting it insisde, because she was too tight. She was communicating with translator "I am unprofessional sorry". I prefer this kind of girls, even if they have no clue on what to do. At the end, I told her that she could do what she wanted, stay or leave, and after a while walking around the room she entered the bed to sleep. This morning at 9am she was still sleeping like an angel. 400 as agreed for ST (if I asked overnight in BC, she would have requested 800).

PS: Johnny, YOU ROCK! You did it right to not follow anyone in ChowKit. Those buildings can be a trap. On the other hand, the taxi mafia in front of BC is simply scum of heart. No danger, just noise. Leave them behind you and take a taxi or a grab from Shangri La.

[BKKguru]

I know the post is long;
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I realize this long post will not be everybody's cup of tea. On the upside, it will have current, first hand information. Post 2 will be more the nitty-gritty.

Johnny,

Thanks for the detailed posts.

You do not have to worry or second guess what other folks will like or dislike.
Your detailed accounts, based on your first hand experience, are MUCH better than the typical wham, bham, thank-you mam reports.

Looking forward to reading your exploits in KL. Thanks again.

BKKguru.

[Black Page]

Hotel Soleil is closed and nobody reported here?? Since when??

Did I miss that? Shit it was my safe be plan in KL for when at 3 am I did not find anything interesting.

What spa now? Hotel Nova also is gone long time ago.

[Johnny7973]

Walked from Jalan Alor to Beach Club. Entry was 45 RM, including a drink ticket.

Sunday night. Maybe 9:30 pm. My god, the girls were beautiful. And, dressed up. I swear there were 9's.

Ok, 4's. And 6's also. But, some just gorgeous girls. I know – sounds like BS, right? But, I was really impressed. If you know L. A. Café in Manila, this level of dress-to-impress of the girls at Beach Club in KL is a world above.

Also: I kinda looked like shit. I had walked maybe 6 miles by this point, in tropical heat. I wasn't dressed appropriately for the bar. I had shorts, and trainers, and a sports shirt. I didn't realize I would end up here. I started out with a trip to the mall, to buy phone chargers. Then, started googling on my phone. Then-I'm on a goddamn working girl walkabout. How did life lead me down this sordid path?

Then again: gorgeous ladies at Beach Club. Your mileage may vary, but I was impressed. Maybe because in Angeles City they are just in bikinis, and don't need to wear actual dresses. But, the Beach Club girls looked great in their pickup clothes.

Ratio of girls-to-guys was perhaps 10:1, or more. Hardly any guys in there at all. Dozens of girls. Sunday night, maybe 9:30 pm.

I washed up in in the restroom, then got my drink and sat my under-dressed ass down. I was quickly approached—by a gorgeous woman. She was a pro, and perfectly good to chat with for a couple minutes, then we got to prices. She asked 1,200 RM for the night.

Yeah, I know! Here's the thing though. In the UK, she could get that for an hour. No, I didn't even entertain the idea for a second; I told her it was not for me, and she got up without any kind of fuss and searched elsewhere. So, the price was out of line of what I've read in the forums- but man, she was beautiful, and I did enjoy having my hands on her bare midriff for the time she sat with me. 1,200 RM was not for me, not in this country.

Lots of very friendly smiles, walking around Beach Club. Too loud inside the bar area. Too quiet on the outside patio. Anyway, was approached by a Vietnamese girl. Thin girl, wearing jeans, and white shirt. Kind of reminded me of a regular girl in the mall back home—a girl that would never fuck me back home. Plain face, but great attitude. She really worked for it. Plain face, but she totally made up for it with great attitude, and total flexibility. (Both flexible in her disposition, and flexible with her limbs, I would find out later.) I offered her a drink, and she accepted a beer—but really offered most of that beer back to me.

She asked 800 RM. Too high, from what I read here, and she asked me to counter. I didn't counter. I said maybe I would come back, and I walked out. I left Beach Club.

Walked the 2. 5 KM to Chow Kit, to Loring Haji Taib 2. That was a pretty sketchy street. Ladyboys in hallways, dark and dank. I assume pretty damn dangerous, by that time at night. There is a night market, but it was packed up by that time—I think 11 pm or so, Sunday night.

I wandered up and down the streets – Jalan Haji Taib, and surrounding areas. But, only ladyboys, and they were on Loring Haji Taib 2 and Loring Haji Taib 1. By the "park. " I think it was a park. Some kinda green area.

Sketchy as fuck. Ladyboys asked 100 RM. Look, I knew I would write it up here later. Thought I would at least give you actual info. No, I didn't go into the buildings with them. Sketchy as fuck; dark and dank; man-made stand-up breasts, barely covered, on an Asian ladyboy body. I hold nothing against them. Talk all the shit you want. I'm not going to trash them.

So, I feel this was dangerous— walking these dark mostly-abandoned streets, at midnight. Time to take the escape hatch. I got a Grab, back to Beach Club.

Went looking for the girl with the white shirt and great attitude. Sat down at my same place, and a girl came over. Kind of drunk. Bit of a nasty undertone. Some mean vibe. And, this was in the bar. Can't imagine if there was a disagreement at the hotel. Wasn't going to be a good time. I went to get a drink, and left my cell phone there charging. She sat there with my cell phone.

While at the bar, another girl approached. I cut to pricing quickly, and she was asking 800 for the night. I was mostly gauging what they were asking. On the way back to my table and phone, saw the white-shirt Vietnamese girl- but the other girl was camped out at my table.

Tried to tell the girl with the mean undertone that I saw my friend, but she called bullshit. I really HAD seen my friend! The girl I met a couple hours earlier. But, girl #2 wasn't buying it, even though it was true.

I still wanted to gauge prices, so I asked girl #2 what she wanted for the night. 800 RM. I wasn't interested, based on the sharp edge to her, but wanted to know what the girls were quoting. Maybe shouldn't have asked. She was taking zero hints about leaving. I know what guys write on the forum. "I kicked her to the curb. " Or "I told her to leave. " Etc. Shit, she wasn't leaving. I had to climb over her to get out of the table / booth, to go get the girl with the sweet disposition. You don't have to pust what you would have done: 'I would have told her to' blah-blah-blah. This is what really happened.

Then the hard-edged girl fuckin followed me. She literally followed me and started saying I should give her money for sitting with me, and for watching my phone. Ok, BS. She's getting vocal, and she's a bit drunk, and aggressive. I don't care about any machismo posts, where guys say what they would do to the girl, or what they would say. I was there, and for me, this was a drunk girl, working up a grudge, holding a glass, getting aggressive, and it could get ugly. I certainly wasn't going to be physical with her. God no. First night out in KL, and get in an altercation with a bar girl? Not going to be a good time—and in some places that is a total setup. (Burgos streetwalkers in Manila will pick a fight, and the cops come rescue them—taking you to a holding cell until you pay up.).

Well, the original girl swept in, and told the drunk girl that she was with me earlier. Whatever she said, the drunk girl faded away.

The original girl was now down to 600 RM, and was asking what I would pay. So, that would have been my chance to go in with 400, or whatever. It's midnight now, and there are more guys now, and she's invested a lot of the night on me, and might not get another guy. It is busier now; I don't know the ratio; maybe it was 2 girls to 1 guy. A lot more guys.

I had decided to take the girl out, and was working on getting a Grab.

SOME NOTES ON GRAB FROM BEACH CLUB! The taxi drivers out front are goddamn scum of the earth. I understand that they threaten Grab drivers. When I was walking out, the taxi driver said he would "smash" my Grab. No joke. Aggressive, aweful taxi drivers. The worst of them. My Grab cancelled—and I don't blame him, with all the aggressive taxi drivers out front, pissed that their taxi racket isn't what it used to be, now that there is Grab.

Walked away from Beach Club, down to the Shangri La. Again, it was feeling it was a little dangerous—this time based on the taxi driver mafia out front. I wanted away from them— and didn't want to get into a street fight with 20 taxi drivers by trying to climb in a Grab. Wasn't going to be a good time.

Walked over to the Shangri La. Taxi drivers didn't follow on foot. Got the Grab from the Shangri La. Next time, I'll tell the girl we are walking to the Shangri-La, and just walk straight there, without any delays out front of Beach Club with the taxi mob. From the guard station at the Shangri-La, got a new Grab, and it was a lady driver. Nice ride back to my hotel, chatting with the girl, and the lady driver.

Back to the girl: totally friendly, happy. Fucking amazing tattoos on her back—from Thailand, and Vietnam. Gorgeous body work that totally caught me by surprise. Her girl-next-door clothes covered all that up, in the bar. But showering with her—it was awesome.

I had her put her white shirt back on, with her white panties that looked like a butterfly in the back. Had her down on the floor, on a pillow, with her rear end facing a wall-length mirror as she blew me. Just a great girl. Yeah, a pro- but willing, and friendly, and great attitude.

And flexible. When spreading her legs they went all the way open- like with her feet together, her knees would be flat on the bed, legs spread. Really flexible young woman.

Lots of guys talk about how the girls are liars, etc. Whatever. This girl was perfectly nice. She makes money from sex. Fine. But, nice nonetheless. She also makes a business of buying things in the countries she goes to, posting them on Facebook, and selling them back home. Like a working-girl meets import / export businesswoman. More power to her.

Yeah, I paid the 600 RM. I know guys here quoting 350, plus tip. The girl stayed until noon the next day. When I gave her money, she said "My money!"—so happy. Sex a couple times was great, but so was hearing about her business of buying bags and perfumes, and selling them back home. A pro—but a pro with a sideline online import business.

That was last weekend. I'll go out again tonight.

Johnny.

[Johnny7973]

I know the post is long; if you enjoy reading—great. But, if you want quick details—for sure, skip to another post.

I'm in KL now, I've only been out mongering here once. I read many pages of the forum, including the excellent posts by NewImage; wow, those were great.

My day of mongering involved walking over 10 miles, or so says the app on my phone. Headed out from my hotel by Grab to Mid Valley mall for phone chargers that would work with the Malaysian wall plugs, and started a monger-wander from there. I wanted to hit multiple areas that I had read about: Brickfields, Jalan Alor, Beach Club, and Chow Kit. Those are pretty spread out areas.

I thought I would walk form Mid-Valley to Brickfields, knowing that it wasn't all that close of a walk. Crap, that was a difficult walk. The distance is not great, just over 2 km, but there are expressways and rail-tracks that make the walk very hard. I did this because I wanted to; I was interested in seeing the city, and walking. (A Grab would have been like 11 RM, or something trivial. It wasn't about money.) I don't recall the time, but it was dark. Sunday night.

I had heard mostly negative things about mongering in Brickfields. Well, I walked in from out-of-area, and then walked the whole length of Jalan Thambipillay (from Lorong Chan Ah Tong, up to where it ends at Jalan Tun Sambanthan 3)- and I didn't see anything that was of even remote interest to me. There were some massage places, but I didn't venture in. At the very end of the street I saw one streetwalker who I would rank as a 1-out-of-10. I can't imagine a scenario where I would be interested in that worker. Did not stop! Kept walking.

Then, got a Grab over to Berjaya Times Square mall, to recharge phone at Starbucks, and get caffeine for the continued walk. That put me near the mongering streets of Jalan Alor and Jalan Rembia. Walked over there—and again, that walk was somewhat hard due to high-vehicular volume streets, and pedestrian overpasses.

I was surprised by the lively environment at Jalan Alor: street performers, musicians, and regular Joe tourists. I thought it would be more hard-core mongering, and massage places. Usually the tourists-mixing-with-mongering is not my thing. (I prefer Angeles City to Pattaya, for example. I don't enjoy the regular tourists – western girls and their boyfriends, and couples on holiday, even families—mixed in with the mongering. I know other guys like the beach at Pattaya, and think Angeles City is a shithole. That's fine; I don't think Angeles is charming, but I like that it doesn't mix mongering and regular tourists much. Guys that go to Angeles go to fuck the pretty girls. Or ugly girls; whatever. Not to jet-ski).

Walking Jalan Alor I saw a few streetwalkers, among the crowds of people. Also girls offering massage, but I didn't engage much with them. I prefer to take a girl home; I'm not really down with the quickies in upstairs rooms. Not my thing personally. (OK, sometimes it is. Something about the furtive nature, and sketchiness of it. But, generally prefer a girl at the hotel, overnight).

When I got to the end of the street, I looped back again—and got hit up a few more times by the massage girls, and eye contact by working girls. I went to the next street, Jalan Rembia, and it was a full-on night-market food festival environment. No streetwalkers, no massage—just full on night food market, again with performers singing on the street, and tons of regular Joe tourists. Interesting enough. "Alor Street Food Night Market."

At the end of the street, I turned to walk up to Beach Club. It was there that I hit the most massage girls—where Jalan Rembia hits Changkat Bukit Bintang. Girls were pitching 1-hour at 40 RM. I assume it would go to multiples of that once you got to the room, if you wanted any interesting service. But, I didn't go up. Can't report actual costs.

Walked the 1.5 km to Beach Club. I'll start the next post there.

I realize this long post will not be everybody's cup of tea. On the upside, it will have current, first hand information. Post 2 will be more the nitty-gritty.

Johnny.

[Johnny7973]

I know the post is long; if you enjoy reading—great. But, if you want quick details—for sure, skip to another post.

I'm in KL now. I've only been out mongering here once. I read many pages of the forum, including the excellent posts by NewImage; wow, those were great. I've picked up about 189 girls in 10 years, mostly in Philippines, Thailand, Germany. All paid. I don't even try for free. Sometimes the paid turn into free after a while. But, then they move in, etc.

My day of KL mongering involved walking over 10 miles, or so says the app on my phone. Headed out from my hotel by Grab to Mid Valley mall for phone chargers that would work with the Malaysian wall plugs, and started a monger-wander from there. I wanted to hit multiple areas that I had read about: Brickfields, Jalan Alor, Beach Club, and Chow Kit. Those are pretty spread out areas.

I thought I would walk form Mid-Valley to Brickfields, knowing that it wasn't all that close of a walk. Crap, that was a difficult walk. The distance is not great, just over 2 km, but there are expressways and rail-tracks that make the walk very hard. I did this because I wanted to; I was interested in seeing the city, and walking. (A Grab would have been like 11 RM, or something trivial. It wasn't about money.) I don't recall the time, but it was dark. Sunday night.

I had heard mostly negative things about mongering in Brickfields. Well, I walked in from out-of-area, and then walked the whole length of Jalan Thambipillay (from Lorong Chan Ah Tong, up to where it ends at Jalan Tun Sambanthan 3)- and I didn't see anything that was of even remote interest to me. There were some massage places, but I didn't venture in. At the very end of the street I saw one streetwalker who I would rank as a 1-out-of-10. I can't imagine a scenario where I would be interested in that worker. Did not stop! Kept walking.

Then, got a Grab over to Berjaya Times Square mall, to recharge phone at Starbucks, and get caffeine for the continued walk. That put me near the mongering streets of Jalan Alor and Jalan Rembia. Walked over there—and again, that walk was somewhat hard due to high-vehicular volume streets, and pedestrian overpasses.

I was surprised by the lively environment at Jalan Alor: street performers, musicians, and regular Joe tourists. I thought it would be more hard-core mongering, and massage places. Usually the tourists-mixing-with-mongering is not my thing. (I prefer Angeles City to Pattaya, for example. I don't enjoy the regular tourists – western girls and their boyfriends, and couples on holiday, even families—mixed in with the mongering. I know other guys like the beach at Pattaya, and think Angeles City is a shithole. That's fine; I don't think Angeles is charming, but I like that it doesn't mix mongering and regular tourists much. Guys that go to Angeles go to fuck the pretty girls. Or ugly girls; whatever. Not to jet-ski.).

Walking Jalan Alor I saw a few streetwalkers, among the crowds of people. Also girls offering massage, but I didn't engage much with them. I prefer to take a girl home; I'm not really down with the quickies in upstairs rooms. Not my thing personally. (OK, sometimes it is. Something about the furtive nature, and sketchiness of it. But, generally prefer a girl at the hotel, overnight.).

When I got to the end of the street, I looped back again—and got hit up a few more times by the massage girls, and eye contact by working girls. I went to the next street, Jalan Rembia, and it was a full-on night-market food festival environment. No streetwalkers, no massage—just full on night food market, again with performers singing on the street, and tons of regular Joe tourists. Interesting enough. "Alor Street Food Night Market."

At the end of the street, I turned to walk up to Beach Club. It was there that I hit the most massage girls—where Jalan Rembia hits Changkat Bukit Bintang. Girls were pitching 1-hour at 40 RM. I assume it would go to multiples of that once you got to the room, if you wanted any interesting service. But, I didn't go up. Can't report actual costs.

Walked the 1.5 km to Beach Club. I'll start the next post there.

I realize this long post will not be everybody's cup of tea. On the upside, it will have current, first hand information. Post 2 will be more the nitty-gritty.

Johnny.

[Nelli]

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