A question, not an invitation to a flame war!
I've been reading for some time now the reports of all the folks who've manaed to go to the various Happy Hunting Grouds in SE Asia: Thailand, Manila, Shanghi, etc. And it looks like, with a bit of luck, I might get a chance to make a trip myself later this year.
So, the controversial question I alluded to in the title:
Why should I choose Bangkok?
From what I've read, the prices there and Manila are roughly the same, both ST and LT, and the chances of landing a stunner are about equal. Bangkok is, surprisingly, cheaper to fly to than Manila, even though the latter is closer, but it's also a longer flight, which means I'll hit the group smashed from fatigue (never got the knack of sleepnig while flying. Too much noise). Shanghi has much to recommend it (such as being less than half the cost of either of the other destinations), but the prices there seem a lot steeper.
So, anyone care to lay out the case for BKK?
The Good the Bad and the Bizzare in Bangkok
Had a overnighter in Bangkok and was looking forward to good time. As usual the LoS didn't disappoint.
Started at Soi Cowboy with a quick reconnaisance mission. It's all pretty much as usual, except there seems to be more nudity than in the past and certainly more than at Nana (what's the problem at Nana?).
Sheeba was the pick of the pack for me. Cute women more or else dancing, certainly better than the usual bored shuffling. And they're nude and they seem to be u for fun. Time for a beer, well actually a couple. It fun and no one's pushy or pushing anything, just a great party. Need a [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url], on the way back some eye contact and smiling leads to bit of chat and chat leads to one of the dancers suggesting I enterain her friend #19. "She new, start today, shy". #19 is really cute so why not.
She's definatley shy, but a bit of time and ladies drinks brings us to kissing, groping and FUN. In fact so much fun that she appears to have sprung leak. As my hands go down below, she and the seat are soaked as if she'd spilt her drink. I look down at her beautiful legs and the short plaid mini-skirt she is almost wearing. It's a truly amazing site, especially as I have my other hand down her blousey thing on her pert, young and delicious tit. (BTW, if you are wondering, no she hadn't spilt her drink it really passion juice). Alright! I can do more of this. And more importantly, the thrid member of this scene is standing to attention and seems keen to stay that way for a while. So another round or so and I figure this is definately worth further exploration even with a bar fine (I usually prefer to pick a FL somewhere else).
For some reason she appears or pretends to not know what I am asking. Bit akward. She says toilet and goes off, I assume to get help, but never returns! Never happened to me before. I look for her friend but she is nowhere (looked like she was being BFed earlier). For some crazy reason it never occurs to me ask the mamasan, dickhead! So I leave massively frustrated. I'm so disappointed I even forget to get a HJ or BJ somewhere in Cowboy. You know, just to keep me alive.
So its up the Suke toward Thermae, Nana wherever.
Anyway, as I make my way through the heat and humidity, up pops a cutey who seems to be really over-joyed to see me and keen to entertain me with various tasty options. She runs up, kisses me and starts to fondle me. Love it! Love it until I feel her other hand in my back pocket and then an attempt at my front pocket. Never been pick-pocketed in Thailand and I don't want tonight to be the first! Hard to get my self away, but I did with a bit a of a push and a couple of steps of a sprint. Crazy shit, but you can't keep a man in heat down, so I push on.
Check out Thermae, it's ok, but I'm still a bit shakey after the attempted violation and so resent the pushy Chinese guy insisting I buy a drink before I'm two steps in. So I leave.
It's after midnight, so I figure that Nana carpark must be happening. Get there, it's pretty sad really. I hang around for a bit; chat with fellow desperadoes, grab some grilled chicken and fruit and generally chill. Sadly after the absolute babe at Shebas, no one really cuts it and I'm getting really tired and with great sadness decide to walk back to hotel. Shit!
On the way a total cutey is leaving the club at the basement of the Ambassador Hotel. She cute! She's wearing short, tight, cut off jeans hotpants and an off the shoulders red vaguely see through top. SO CUTE! I look, I smile, she's on the phone, she's chatting and seems to ignore me. WTF! What's happening tonight? Maybe she's not a WL, but a real club goer! I turn to checkout her arse, she turns as I turn and our eyes meet. It's love! Well perhpas just the realisation we are both on our last chance for the night. How can two lost souls resist such an obvious shared need. We don't. We quickly realise we want the same thing; I want to ravish her and she want Bht 1200 ST. We are definatley on the same page and head of to the hotel.
Couple of drinks. Some chat and it's almost as good as Shebas, well not really :-( Clothes are off and I'm heading for home base and, this is typical of the night and I don't believe it, but while she is really willing and I'm really super keen, the little bastard between my legs seems to have lost all interest! FUCK! or at rather no-fuck. She does a valient effort. BBBJ, HJ, we both try and stuff the blood thing into evey hole it used to jump for joy for, but nothing. It feels good, it's fun and we laugh about it, but you know it's not the same as hardcore action. Eventually, after some strong words and stronger suction I manage a fairly decent CIM with a bit of COF at the side. Fun, but not really all I was hoping for.
Through all this the girl is a real trooper and so nice and so much fun. SANUK rules! It renews my faith in WLs in general and in ThaiWLs in particular. I'm in love! But finally for the first time (it's 4:30am) my real brain kicks in and says it's time to get a moment's sleep before the flight, and Love and WL really don't go together, especially after a bizzare night with the sun about to come up. So we part.
Not quite the all out orgy I had planned, but the magic of Bangkok worked its wonders and I still love it and can't wait to get back.
Keep rootin' n' reportin'
LTP