. . . mine eyes did "sweat' after reading this passage."
[QUOTE=Ryo Saeba]My second time in Bangkok.
I stayed at the Jasmine Executive Suites on soi 23, plus visited Mango Massage, Annie's and Akane Chit Lom (see separate posts for all).
Went to Soi Cowboy two nights in a row, Monday and Tuesday.
On Monday most go-gos were pretty empty, at least after midnight, I would say the only place filled to the rafters was Tilac.
Quite a few good looking girls inside, I spoke to one who wished to go to the Full Moon Party in Pha Ngan so that she could "[I]see farang make boom boom on the beach[/I]".
Also witnessed a drunk punter getting his ass kicked by a ladyboy.
On Tuesday there were more people around, but after a couple of quick stops I went to Shark, and never left. I remembered Shark from my previous visit a year and a half ago as the establishment with the better looking dancers, and while beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I confirmed my preference. Tall, leggy, busty babes with see-through yellow tops. A fucking dream.
So anyway, once in I take things slowly, waiting for two sets of girls to go through their time on the stage before I finally make my decision. I go for the slimmest, leggiest of them all, and when she looks my way I offer her my tried and tested George Clooney smile, which she finds very resistible. Mai pen rai, I don't get discouraged easily, and I wave her Hello, and signal her to come seat next to me. She likely turns out to be a lot friendlier than her looks and demeanor may lead to believe, and is delighted to find out that my hotel is around the corner.
After some fondling to make sure she's as toned as she appeared to be, we strike a LT deal.
Back in my room I have a hard time not to spend the whole night looking at her perfectly shaped thighs, but finally succumb to her other charms (she's basically deep-throating me by now).
We have a good session, after which, exhausted, I turn off the lights.
Now, here comes the interesting part.
When the morning after I wake up, I'm startled to find her well awake, her face no more than a few centimeters from mine, looking intently at me. I give her the good morning, to which she nods mechanically without uttering word, her gaze fixed on me like she's faced with a difficult mathematical equation. I'm still sleepy so I close my eyes, but no sooner I've done that that I feel her soft hand gently caressing my face. Still groggy from sleep and unable to formulate a sentence to express her my appreciation for the kind gesture, I dumbly repeat my good morning.
It's at that point that she hits me with one of those statement/question which are difficult to immediately evaluate and reply to:
HER – [I]you like me, yes? [/I]
I'm surprised because never before a girl I paid attempted to cage me: I always thought that my youth, my open butterflying ways and my brutal honesty prevented them from trying one those plays you often read here on the ISG.
ME – [I]er. You are very beautiful[/I]
HER – [I]you have girlfriend? [/I]
ME – [I]in my country I have girlfriend, yes. [/I] Which isn't true but I think I see where this is leading.
HER – [I]but, if you have girlfriend and sleep with me, you no good man[/I]
All right, she's obviously better than me at this game and, one way or another, she'd end up cornering me, so:
ME – [I]maybe I am bad person, but I don't want Thai girlfriend[/I]
She's not just staring at me now, she's probing my fucking soul. Having someone do that to you from so close is unsettling.
HER – [I]you make love like boyfriend[/I]
ME – [I]uh. Ah. I always make love like that. [/I]
HER – [I]you no tell lie to me, no? [/I] Her frown is downright menacing now, and if I wasn't double her size I'd probably run for cover.
ME – [I]I am sorry, we cannot be boyfriend and girlfriend[/I]
Her face undergoes a dramatic, sudden change: the scary look melts into the puppy-eyed look, in fact her whole body seems to shrink and fold.
HER – [I]why you no like me? [/I], she whimpers in an almost trembling voice.
She must have obviously attended some local institute where they teach these kind of tricks, because she looks sooo vulnerable and for a second there I feel like a heartless monster. I guess that that's how brothers of weak disposition get suckered into marriage with these little devils.
ME – [I]I leave today, I never come to Bangkok again. We never see again[/I]
In a last effort she turns away from me, pretending to be hurt, but I found out during the night that she's incredibly ticklish, so I go for her weak spots and before long she surrenders to defeat, laughing like crazy, begging me to stop.
She knows she owes me another round, but before I can get down to business she jumps out of the bed and says – [I]we breakfast now, later we boom boom again, yes? [/I]
After all she's still better than me. Probably getting a meal out of me has been the plan all along, the rest just a ploy to get to it. – [I]yes, we breakfast now[/I]. I concede.
Anyone who seriously falls for these girls has issues, but at the end of the day his very behavior and naivety tell us that at heart he is a good guy.
However, anyone who looks down on or disparages these love machines based on the fact that "they're *****s", "they only do it for the money", "they couldn't find a better job", "they lie", "they're not 19 as they say", has some way more serious issues, and should be pitied.
Not directly mongering related, but I found a couple of restaurant options worth mentioning:
BANKARA RAMEN
If you are a fan of jap noodle soups, this one is the real deal.
Soi 39, after soi Phrom Mit, on the right, inside the Manor complex.
11 GALLERY
Thai food in an old style environment.
Off soi 11, in a tiny L-shaped alley opposite the Ambassador.
Bangkok in August in almost unbearably hot and humid, you really have to hope the sun doesn't come out because it could be your death.
Rows of regular Thai beauties at Siam Paragon.
Ryo[/QUOTE]
