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A Go Go is Still Monkeypaw's #1 for Entertainment.
The Palace Part 1.
I've been slacking on trying to catch up to reports and reviews of girls. I don't honestly see how some folks and experts on here have the time to do so many posts. I have been in Pattaya for over two weeks. The sex capital of the world and hedonist playground, I barely find time report. In my opinion, the more fucking you do, usually equates to the less time behind the keyboard. You don't become an "sexpert" by typing. You become one by doing. Now, since I don't do a report every day and on every girl that I fuck, the nice unique finds and gems are what I like to share. Now we all know, there's only one place where we can go. To see freaky hoes doing' shows. Doing' tricks to make us holler. On a giving night, all for a dollar. Silicone breasts, all on their chests. Nothing' like others, but above the rest. They'll do anything to turn us on. Them hoes got it going' on! And of course, the other night I found myself at Palace, still the #1 ranked Go Go bar again, around 8:15.
The waitress sat me next to a very eccentric and wired up American guy from Hawaii. Couldn't tell if he was on drugs or schizophrenic, but his mind and mouth were running about 100 mph. He had been to Palace, once in his life, a year ago. And has proclaimed himself a professional, knowing everything about what goes on in Palace and on Walking Street. Just to make sure, I did a quick fact check with him to test my new friend. I asked him, "What's the best club. I'm new to all this shit. " he replied anxiously "Living Dolls is the top club in Pattaya. So many hot Asian girls there. " I stared blankly at back at him. His response was enough for me. This guy definitely knew what he was talking about, or did he? I wanted to soak in all the expertise this guy had. For the rest of the time he was there, I just played along that I was a newbie, haven't a clue about Walking Street, nor the girls. Sometimes it's better to bite the lip, so you get the prize.
The guy kept me very entertained. I pointed to Fern #401, who was sitting alone. I told him that she was very hot, but I was too shy to talk to her. (I've barfined and fucked her before). He then tried calling her over for me, but she thought it was him asking and said "no." he said that the way it works is that I should buy her a drink in order for her to come. I told him I didn't know that. I told him I was horribly afraid to spend money on a girl who perhaps didn't like me. He said don't worry and he would pay for the drink for her to come sit with me. Very nice of him. So then I waived Fern over and she smiled, waltzed over shaking her little ass and sat down next to us. When she did, I pulled out this black mini bullet vibrator, turned it on, and ran it across her back to play with her. She shrieked and playfully hit me on my leg. Then I told her, I have a great idea. I'm going to share and hand a bunch of these toys out to some of the customers I see sitting with her model friends. I'm "sure" it will be fun for the girls and customers alike. She rolled her eyes at me and said "you very bad." I pointed to my cheek and told her to kiss it and I won't. Fern did. And that was that. I actually let her keep it and she went around the club, messing and tickling her friends. When she came back, Fern told me, many of her friends asked where she got it from. She would giggle at them and pointed at me. Then many of them then rolled their eyes at her and she didn't know why? I think because I've used those bullet vibrators on her friends' little pussies to make them cum, when I've barfined them in the past. I think they thought I had told Fern our bedroom secrets and was playing with them. There were many "oh my God" faces that night at Palace. But it was still fun.
Back to my buddy from America. For having a mood disorder, the guy was very nice. He was so agreeable to keep buying shots for Fern and even me. What's amazing is the whole time she sat next to us, she did not say a word to him. She is that good at what she does. She can sit next to you, get you to buy drinks for her, and not even say one word to you. She has that power over some. My favorite type of girl. When he finally paid his bill, he told us bye, but ran off too fast. The waitress then came back with his change and it was just me and Fern sitting there. I told waitress what's the problem? She said frantically, "friend you forget him change. " On the tray was about 700 or so baht. Ah, I'm thinking it must be another gift from my Guardian Angels. Little things like this happens to me all the time. I took 100 left it on the tray, took another 100 and handed it to the waitress. Fern pointed at her bra, and asked for the rest for tip. I made a blow job sign with my hand to her mouth and told her "sucky sucky?" She turned her head and just stuck her tongue out at me, so I'm thinking "probably no. " So the rest I kept for myself for lunch the next day. I figure it was my reward from God for being such a nice guy to our little friend from Hawaii.
To be continued.