Three Days and a Threesome
Had a four night, three day visit. As soon as I got in I started my traditional quest for my regular. To most guys a "regular" is a multiple repeat bedroom partner. In my case it is a dancer who I regularly look for and generally never find. Last visit, though, after three failures over a year and a half, I scored, and it was amazing. That, though, apparently reset the clock so she was back to being missing. The quest took me from Club Asia, "She work at Crystal Palace now!" to Crystal Palace, "She work at Club RA now!" and to Club RA, "No, she work at Crystal Palace!
Well, I guess three strikes and you're out. I did, though, find a couple cute waitresses at Club RA who proved more than willing to console me over my failure. EWR there is 3000 for the dancers, 3400 for the waitresses. It was a bit different from my previous AC BF's, and not just numerically. I had read about it here but this was my first "Let's go clubbing" experience. It wasn't that bad since this was one of the election nights so business was way down, at least early on. After poking our heads into several other places we ended up just hitting Atlantis, where I instantly had renter's remorse when I spotted a real cutie on stage, a cutie that would not be there when I returned on the next and final night of my stay. Then it was back to Kokomos. There was a lot of Tagalog (I assume) chattering, some of which I'm sure was, "Let's take him to an outdoor restaurant to see if the heat will kill him before we have to go to his hotel!
They failed, but it was close. I find the heat, even in the evening, pretty bad (right now it is about 45 F /7 Celsius at my place), but it could have been worse: we sat right under a fan and more importantly we did not go to Phillies as we had planned. Phillies, I learned the hard way, had live music, and not very good live music. Good or not, live music is not my thing: I'd have dressed in drag to get into a lifeboat on the Titanic, not to save my life but to get away from the band. The pizza was decent, though, so there was that. Then it was time for the Main Event. Well, almost. My room was non-smoking and because the bar was closed we had to go back downstairs and outside for a few minutes. At least this time I knew I had a shower waiting.
After that things went well, indeed. They were definitely into the safe sex thing so a LOT of condoms ended up strewn about, but eventually, VERY eventually, things came to a very happy ending. I suspect that the condoms and spending the last ten days sweating in various SE Asian countries were equally to blame, but they were good troopers and refused to give up. I was left lying in a sweat soaked spot in the middle of the bed. Note so self: Next time lie on one side or the other so I can have a dry side for later.
Other bits: Ponytails, my former go-to place for afternoon choices, disappointed again. I think I'll give up on them. Way too far to go to strike out. On the last day I tried Shipwrecked instead, really just to give the maids time to rummage through my stuff. Shipwrecked made Ponytails look adequate. I was only there for twenty minutes but the entire time there was just a slightly chubby, unsmiling dancer on stage, leaning against the wall with arms crossed. I scoped out the two other options I could see and decided not to wait for them to go up.
Club Asia has gone to the evening gown format with the exception of the three very unremarkable feature dancers (t-shirts and shorts) so one cannot really examine the goods prior to rental. God knows what those gowns hide: Fat, baby damage, Justin Bieber tattoos, penises, etc.
The girl who does the pole and curtains show at Crystal Palace was very impressive. The problem was that that was not what I went for. When I go to the bars I'm shopping. But impressive nonetheless. I really wish the bars would stick to the basics: Bar girls dancing on stage. Let's get rid of the beauty shows, Olympic tryouts, feature dancers, etc. , that seem to be multiplying.
Even with the Object of my Lust from the night before absent Atlantis was still great once the feature dancers dispersed. I find the trick is to get a seat against the wall to better fend off the massage girls. Another "Do we really need this?
So not the best of visits, but the best part was freakin awesome. I'll give it another crack in October or November. Yes, it is cooler then but the initial shock is a whopper: Instead of 45 F /25 Celsius difference from home it can be 110 F /60 Celsius or more. It gets better after a few days, though, if you survive.
Okay! Back to the STD's!