Bangkok Reports

[QUOTE=David_33]They sure don´t look like silicon to me. She had a great surgeon, or she was B.S. ing you.[/QUOTE]

I was seeing a girl with fake tits in bkk, they go in through the armpits. use a crease in the the armpit so no scars.

“It looks like rain” the German guy said to me, looking out the bus window as we cruised up from Pattaya to Bangkok. He gives me a grimaced smile and says in the most exquisitely stereotypical German accent: “Not goot for zi ffuckking.”

I wondered how he would think it looks like rain as there was not a cloud in the sky, so I chalked it up to delirious, fuck-frenzied madness on my European monger's part. We pulled into On Nut at around 3pm, and I caught the BTS back to Nana, saying my goodbyes to the German. I was exhausted. Night after night of intense exertions is not good for a man of my gentle disposition. But what is one to do when biology calls?

I got into my room, showered to wash the grime of the bus off me, and then crashed for a good 2 hours. The plan tonight was simple: gogo for a while, then Nana Liquid for a long-awaited scouting trip, and if that flops, then off to Bossy. Climax is strictly a no-go-zone now since my last event, but I suspect I will not miss it too much.

I awoke at 7pm to the sound of thunderous, lashing rain. Damn, our German knows his weather. I drank up a little soy milk to get some carbs into me, hit the gym for 45 minutes waiting for the rain to subside. The prescient German was dead right – zi rain iz nott goot for zi ffuckking.

The thunderous rain did indeed subside, and so I walked out into the humid sprinkles of soi 11. Grabbed some dinner at an Indian place on soi 11. Not terribly good, but it got the naan and spices into me, so I was ready for some coffee. But by now it was late, just past 10pm. That damned Starbuck's on soi 5 closes at 10pm (what a puritanical hour to close, no?), so I decided to forgo the caffeine ritual and make my way directly to Soi Cowboy.

Arrived at around 10:20pm on a Wed night. The soi itself was easier than normal to walk through as all the 'wey-o-coooome' girls were hiding under shelter from the rain, shouting their calls from afar. I pondered where to go, and before I knew it I was at the end of the soi. Baccara it is.

In I walked, and the place was reasonably full. The seats were mostly full, and there were at least 25 girls on stage, all bikini clad. I don't go upstairs here – those girls don't appeal to me. So I found a corner and hid my pretty self away from the prodding eyes of mama sans and over-eager dancers.

There were, as I say, 25 girls on stage, and a further 15 or so in the other shift sitting around or working the crowd. Of the girls on stage, I saw lots of sexy legs, to be honest. That is the first prerequisite for Mr. Kumbu – no gotta da leggy, no getta da boom-boom. Of these sexy legs, four of them belonged to a pair of girls that got Kumbu's blood pressure up a few points. Kumbu switched into leopard-on-the-hunt mode – complete and utter attention on one girl, then the next. The first girl was a superb physical specimen – long, slender, curvy legs beneath a full set of hips, a slender waist and non-existent breasts. Her face was the coup d'grace – sweet, childish, pouty. She had an expression on her face that said 'you want a piece of me?', and that was kind of alluring. But the downsides were plentiful:
(i) She was doing the gogo one-step: step forward with the left leg, fall back onto the right leg, and repeat ad nauseum.
(ii) She had fixed, unwaivering eye contact with the most beautiful person in the entire club – herself. She was looking at herself in the mirror and without even a moment of waivering, she held that eye gaze for the entire time I was watching her. That's the death blow, and so the leopard turned his attention to the other gazelle on the savanna.

Girl #2 was even more to my taste. She had large, curvy, well-toned legs – exactly the shape and size that makes old Kumbu doubt the absence of a god. Superb, nay, spectacular legs they were, the kind that a tired man can be sure will pep up even the most deflated of moments. These legs were not beauty in isolation, no no my friends, they were sitting upon a set of hips that harbored a very delectable bum-bum. It was more plentiful than girl #1, and seemed really very spry. Her waist was tight and fantastically toned, and her breasts were, well, who cares about breasts really.

But two things beyond her legs stood out for me. First, her face was gorgeous. Very different from girl #1 – this one had a long, darker face. Her skin was not particularly dark, but her hair was straight, long and fell right down the side of her face. The length of her face, coupled with the size (large) and deepness of her eyes made for a sophisticated, elegant kind of beauty (not the pouty childish beauty of girl #1). This girl is something else – just stunning. The second thing that got old Kumbu's motor running was her movements. She was not doing the generic gogo dance. She was undulating, smiling, joking around with her friends, teasing them, and just looking like a happy, well-centered person. I can't tell you how attractive that is. She seemed like a fun person to be with – someone who would joke with you, poke you, and then fuck your brains out. And at the end, give you a kiss like she meant it. Girl #1 would require high maintenance, girl #2 would maintain your high.

Watching all of this come together, it was enough to cause Kumbu's right eyebrow to rise independently of the other. Hmm, that does not happen often...it must be a sign. But I was in a quandary here. My plan was to make a run at Nana Liquid, and given my propensity for inactivity, if I pounded this pretty Magnolia, even if it were the shortest of short time, I could forget Nana Liquid.

As I pondered my dilemma, I had somehow made eye contact with Magnolia. And fuck, it was the most exhilarating eye contact in a long time. As eye contact was made, I felt a spurt of adrenaline shoot right into my crotch. She was just awesome. Whooa, Kumbu, rein it in a little.

So I smile at her, and she giggles and starts telling her friends about me in a childish, playful kind of way. I decided I needed to put an end to this. I could not buy her a drink because that would take a long time and effort, so I decided to place a holder on this one. I called the waitress over, paid up my bill, and gave her 100B to give to the effervescent beauty. I told the waitress to tell her I would be back to see her tomorrow.

Next up: Suzie Wong's. I walked in, and this place is much different from Baccara. The latter is bright, clean, bouncy, glitzy, full of Japanese, Korean and Chinese customers (as well as white guys and actually, plenty of brown guys). Suzie Wong's seemed to be a white guy kind of place.

There were 7 girls on stage, fully nude (other than stockings and stuff, but all the important bits were there for viewing). The girls were not particularly attractive – many were heavy, some were mis-shappen. One girl had a huge set of ass cheeks which seemed very pot-marked. Not good at all.

I sat there and watched for 10 minutes until the shift changed, when a new set of 7 girls arrived. These girls were actually significantly better. Of the total 15 or so girls in there then, there were 2 that were potentially BF worthy. I looked them over, but did not get the vibe from them. Also, there was a weird odor in that place which made me think twice about hygiene. I know, there is no connection between the club odor and the girls pussy hygiene, but still.

As I watched, I was actually more interested in the clientèle at this place. There were six or seven guys around the place, all older than 40yrs, all white, and all alone. Interesting. Then in walked Captain Piccard. He was a gentleman in his sixties, bald like Piccard, wearing a stunning white shirt and formal dress slacks. He walked in like a gentleman, very sophisticated. He didn't even sit down, he stood at the edge of the dance floor and sipped his gin tonic while chatting with the waitresses. He just seemed like the epitome of cool, but maybe that was just because he looked like the Captain of the Enterprise.

Mama san comes over to me and in a raspy, growly voice asks if I want to take any of her daughters. Excuse me? Turns out that is how she refers to them. I politely declined, and took this new attention as a sign to bail, which I did.

Next was Dollhouse. There were perhaps 25-30 girls in here with around 3 customers. Shit, you have to feel for these poor girls – there is nothing happening for them these days. I saw several very pretty girls here, but none of them really struck the cord like Magnolia in Bacarra.

Some young pup, maybe in his mid-twenties, decided to be the big man and bought all the girls a drink. I.e., he bought a bottle of whiskey and the loud horn went off. I'm struggling with the psychology of this, to be honest. He spent circa 1000Baht on the whiskey, presumably (maybe 1500?). He spreads that around to all the girls, and then? What exactly does that do for him? Does it make him feel like an important man? That he made these girls respect him? Does he think that they think well of him? I guess it makes him feel like he has the full attention of 30 beautiful girls, and for a moment he is the center of everyone's attention, and that must be something that floats this guy's boat. I know he is not the only one like this, I just don't understand it (yet), and I would like to. If anyone can help me figure out what this is about, I'd appreciate it.

One girl began to peak my interest. She had a fantastic face, I mean truly model like. She was tall, strong, sexy legs, and was dancing like she meant it. She had all the right ingredients, and she was looking me over too, so all was going well, until she flicked her hair off her breasts to reveal two ginormous sacks of silicone. The price is WRONG Bob. Paid up and took off.

It was now 11:30pm, too early for Nana Liquid, and I was both hungry and coffee-deprived. So I made my way back down Suk towards soi 11 where I know this 24 hour place that serves real coffee (i.e., not Nescafe). As I walked down, there were a dozen or so girls lining the Suk awaiting customers. I got several 'I go wij joo', and even one 'I do anyting you like.' Outside Thermae there was a large crowd of girls, I lean literally 30 girls, all wearing skin tight one-piece dresses, looking around for customers. I'm not a Thermae kind of guy, and so I don't have much experience with this, but I have walked past here many times, and I have never seen so many available workers at one time.

i went to my regular joint on soi 11 and ordered a plate of fries and a coke light. i know, i know, the fries will wreck havoc on my girlish figure, but i was planning on dancing the night away. ate up, got an americano chaser, and off i go to nana liquid. time of arrival was 1am.

so nana liquid is in the nana hotel, opposite the nep. the girls stand outside the hotel, you have to either walk past them to get to the hotel entrance, or you can enter through their direct entrance which is around 100 meters further down the soi (i.e., walk 100 meters away from suk past the nana hotel sign and the gaggle of girls in front of it, and there is a huge neon sign to your right saying nana liquid). if you walk in through the hotel lobby, there is no problem – no one looks at you like the pervert that you are, just walk straight through towards the thumping music.

so i walk in and the lighting is not too bad – it isn't too dark or too light. i find climax to be a little dark, and i find places like cm2 to be too light. this place is somewhere in between. you can see halfway across the club, no problem, and you can make out facial features as well as things like skin tone and age-estimations in this light.

the club itself is quite small i would say – nothing like bossy or spicey. it has an odd, long shape. if you enter through the hotel lobby entrance, you are at, say, the north end, and at the south end is the direct street entrance as well as a couple of pool tables. in between is a stage and a small dance floor, but the rest of the club is peppered with cocktail style tables. the arrangement is pretty good, imho.

when i walked in, the club was about half full. it wasn't disappointing, but not overwhelming either. there were plenty of guys there, and plenty of available girls at that hour. i grabbed a drink at the bar at the entrance. there is no cover charge, and i guess there is no drink minimum since no one forced me to buy a drink, but i could be wrong on the last point. a vodka tonic (and other similar spirits) cost 160b, and was a little less watered down than at climax (which is basically water with a [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] sprinkle of vodka). i *think* beers go for 140b, which is better than climax (180).

i got my drink and, putting my scout hat on, i decided to go walk-about. i wandered through the tables shamelessly looking at the girls. i am usually a much shyer person than this, but for some reason when i tell myself i am doing reconnaissance, i allow myself to be bolder in my visual inspections. so i looked each girl over a couple of times as i walked amongst them. here are my impressions of the women, the men and the couples in the club.

[b]women[/b]
my first impression was that they are all working women – none of this mixed use crap. that is, in climax, you often get 'real' girls who are out for a good time and who might end up with some falang for some sex and extra cash. my sense of it at first was that the girls here are not that. which, for me, is a good thing. however, i was soon proven incorrect (see below). there was a good mix of women in terms of ages and looks. there were about 5-7 young, pretty things, the kind that you see in movies and stuff. there were another 10 or so mid-twenty girls who were sexy and certainly worthy of a romp. and then there were another 10 or so women who did nothing for me. so overall, there were more good looking girls than bad, which is quite a positive appraisal, i must say.

[b]men[/b]
the men are very mixed, far more so than climax, even more so than bossy or spicey. at climax, you get predominantly white guys, with some ethnics thrown in for good measure. at bossy and spicey, you get a good mix of ethnicities, but still the dominant ethnicity (at least in my opinion) is white. here at nana, at least on this night, there was such a mix that i could not really say any one ethnicity dominated. furthermore, amongst the white guys, there was a lot of variation, both in terms of age and overall appearance. some were shabby and slobbish, others were prim and proper. some were young and energetic, others were old and sedate. so it's very eclectic.

[b]couples[/b]
i was surprised to see so many guys walk in with their girls. for the first hour i was there, around 50% of the guys who walked in were with some other girl. not sure what this is about, but you should be careful to pick a girl who is not with some guy. seems like there is the potential for confusion here.

so i wandered through the people for 2-3 minutes, spying one hell of a cute young girl. she was wearing a tight, white halter top, short jean shorts, and had frilly semi-permed long hair. she looked 21-22 years old, and was shapely and cute as hell. she and i started to make eye contact, but i was here to observe first, and only later pick up. so i decided to play it cool and found a table in the back of the club where i had a good view.

[b]the band and music[/b]
i concur with drogue that the band sucks. in my opinion, the best band at any of these clubs is climax – they have two bands, each very good. they often play songs i don't care for (e.g., thai love songs), but they are genuinely talented musicians who play well together. spasso has a crappy band, and cm2 has an even worse band. nana liquid, sadly, possesses the worst of all the bands in that they don't do their own music. in a sense that makes it a little easier to listen to, but it is annoying nonetheless. but as bad as the band is, the dj is even worse. he had this technique that was the most horrific example of idiocy i have heard in many years – he would often end his songs with a whirring, high-pitched screech of sorts, like a guitar screaming at top pitch, and it would last 10-15 seconds. i guess he thought it was a great finale, but it did two things: (i) everyone stopped dancing, coz you can't dance to a single high-pitched screech, and (ii) it bust everyone's ear drums out. literally, when this happened, everyone grimaced, and most people put their fingers in their ears. so expect the worse musical experience you can imagine.

as bad as the music is, i honestly don't go to these places for music. so on to what i observed.

i sat down in the back, and right in front of me were three cute girls having themselves a great old time. they were in their mid-twenties, all cute, all slim, and all bouncy. girl 1 had fake red hair, dressed in a frilly white dress. girl 2 was skinny and was wearing black. she had a very attractive face. and girl 3 was the sourest of the three. she seemed the most introverted and the least fun.

about 5 minutes after i sat down, girl 2 turns around and starts to peek at me. i decided i would ignore this as best i could since i did not want to get roped in so early – i needed to stay unattached as long as i could so i could then be free to make my own choice. so i didn't make eye contact, being careful to keep my head looking in a different direction from her at all times.

she peeked around several times over the next 10 minutes, and i managed to ignore it all quite well. in the meantime, i noticed a super sexy girl to my right. i noticed her when she strode past me towards the bar behind me and i noticed she had a mean case of bucktooth. her upper teeth poked out over her lower lips and there was nothing she could do to hide this. yikes. but fuck me, everything else about her was superb! she was wearing a skin-tight pink halter-top. the only thing better than a pink halter top is a teal halter top – i am a total sucker for teal halter-tops, not sure why. but pink is great too. she too was wearing tight jean shorts, revealing athletic, sexy, shapely legs. furthermore, her booty looked very bouncable in those shorts, so things were looking good. she was perhaps 24 years old or so, and she was with a friend who looked 27 or so. her friend was skinny and slim, which ordinarily is ok for me, but i preferred the pink halter top girl by far. and she liked me too – she was looking over a lot. groovy.

meanwhile, i noticed an elderly white guy holding a beer in his hand hanging around uncomfortably. he seemed like an affluent american/european looking for a good time. but he seemed a little awkward, and i felt for him. nonetheless, i was pretty sure he would hook up tonight. i also saw several indian guys, a couple of arabs, several pretty ugly looking european guys (not that europeans are ugly, just these guys were, no offense to anyone). my point is simply that there was variety, and i think most of these guys would/could hook up tonight.

so i started to make eye contact with halter-top girl, and she did the same. it was those quick, sly conspicuous glances, you know, the subtle teasing and flirting that is so fucking fun. we did this for a good ten minutes, until finally girl 2 from in front of me decided enough is enough and turned around and waved at me. damn it.

she says something which i can't hear, so i have to go over and talk with them.

2: you alone?
k: i'm waiting for a friend.
2: your wife?
k: no...my friend.
2. hahahaha. i'm ppi.
k: hi ppi, i'm <name>. nice to meet you.

i then shook each girls hand. girl 1 laughed loud and happily, and girl 3 squirmed when i shook her hand. so i said to ppi 'she looks unhappy to meet me.' at this point i knew the plan was for the girls to push girl 3 on to me. that has always been my luck – if there is a group of girls that eye me, the ugliest of the lot ends up being foisted upon me. i was not going to be played like that, so i decided to be forthright:

k: nice to meet you. i'm going to wait over here now for my friend.

and i retreated to my table and sat down. that was that. awkward situation avoided. they continued to peek around at me for the next 20 minutes, but nothing came of it, thankfully.

so i looked back at halter-top and there she was, watching this all play out. and now she was very interested – why did he reject three beautiful girls?? and he's still looking this way...???

meanwhile, this indian guy, perhaps 45 years old, 5'6”, 180 pounds, baseball cap, cheesy moustache, shades (in a night club!), arrives near halter-top and her friend. he grabs the table next to them and gets himself a beer. suddenly he turns to them and snaps his fingers at them. yes, i kid you not, this is how he got their attention – snapping his fingers. he then gestured to them to join him, and to my incredulity, they agreed. in america, such behavior would be greeted with cold drink to crotch, but there was nothing wrong with it here. and furthermore, the girls were now dancing with this guy. hmm.

i had mixed feelings at this point. halter top was dancing with this guy, who not to seem arrogant or conceited, was not quite in my league. i had 10 years on him, a better muscle-to-fat ratio, an infinitely less amount of ill-placed facial hair, no baseball cap, and no shades. but they were with this guy now, having a good old time. so i was a little uneasy with my girl's standards. however, on the bright side, this says a great deal about your chances if you decide to hit nana liquid. i think just about *anyone* can hook up here, you just need to be patient and pick the right targets.

so on the one hand, we had ugly indian guy making good progress with two cuties off to the right, but then we had awkward, elderly, affluent american guy putzing around right in front of me. suddenly, he makes his move towards the three girls in front of me, and to my surprise, he targets girl 3 – the most introverted girl, the least friendly and the least attractive. he goes over, raises his beer, and motions towards dancing. she stops moving entirely, unable to respond, and then looks at her friends for help. she did not know what to do, and her friends were a little surprised too. after 10 awkward seconds, the girl shakes her head and waves her hands at him, indicating clearly 'no.' wow, shot down.

so these girls were not here as regular workers – they were here for a good time. they were three friends who decided to have a wild time in nana, and were looking to hook up with someone their own age, and not an older guy looking for sex. unfortunate for elderly american, but he picked wrong. it became clear a few moments later when the three girls paid one of those camera guys to take a picture of the three of them in front of their drinks. they were clearly celebrating something, so they were the wrong ones for elderly american to target, and i am so glad i didn't fall for their advances.

to his credit, elderly american did not storm out or give up – he stuck around and putzed around for a lot longer than i did, so good on him.

meanwhile, to my right, ugly indian guy was now in a huddle with the two pretty girls. he had his arms around both of them like an nfl huddle, obviously making a proposal to them. suddenly both girls balked loudly, followed by raucous laughter. what else could it be other than a proposal for a three some, right? they clearly did not like this idea, and to cut a long story short, they eventually broke off from ugly indian guy. i am sure he eventually hooked up - that's just the kind of place this is.

meanwhile the time was now 2am and the place was around 70% full. later on at around 2:40am, there was a definite wave of girls who came into the club, so if you want a quick pick up, i would wait until 2am before you come in. wait for the rush of girls and pick the one you want. but i kind of enjoy arriving a little early and watching girls for a couple of hours. anyway.

as all of this was happening, a waiter brought over a cute little thing and placed her drink on my table. she had long dark hair (what else?), was about 5'1”, looked around 45kg, and seemed very tasty indeed. she had a typical udon thani look. not sure how to describe this, but several girls i have seen over the years from udon thani have this kind of look. anyway, she was wearing jeans and...a teal halter top. damn! i am a sucker for teal halter tops – she one-upped the pink halter top. so suddenly pink halter top was out of the picture (despite having dropped ugly indian guy), and teal halter-top was at the top of my list. and she was right next to me too. so i welcome her to my table by lifting my drink, and we clink drinks. she smiles at me with big puppy dog eyes and sips her bacardi breezer orange.

pink halter top notices this, and starts to get agitated. she makes an aggressive move towards the bar and comes right past me, slowing in front of my table, making full, long, enjoyable eye contact. “i'm right here big boy, come and get me.”

but teal halter top was catching my fancy. meanwhile, there was a line of girls forming behind me by the bar. literally, they lined up in front of the bar dancing, all dressed very provocatively, all obviously available. all you have to do is walk in, take a look at the line up and make your move. by 2:30-2:40 or so, there were plenty of girls, many worth taking home, some not.

so at around 2:45 i decided enough is enough and i made my move for teal halter top. arrived from isaan 4 days ago to see her sister, who is sick. she was supposed to meet her sister at liquid, but she was unable to come, so she is alone now. mmm-hmm, i believe that. she used to have a boyfriend from california, had him for 4 years, then broke up, and now have been without boyfriend for 2 years. age: 25 years. we danced for 20 minutes, progressively getting more and more physical, until she reaches up and plants an open, wet, sloppy kiss on my lips. yikes, a little much there, but ok.

i eventually ask her for her phone number, and she says “why you no want to go with me?” and i said “up to you”. i know how the thai play things, and this worked beautifully. so we take a taxi back to the hotel, and when we get into the hotel the wet sloppy kissing continues. we do this for 10 minutes until i manage to get her to take a shower. she wants to shower together, but i prefer to shower myself. so she goes first, then me, and then we get down to business.

we start with some very, very, very dfk – not particularly comfortable for me, but she really seemed to want it. i managed to break away from her mouth and go down to kissing her neck, then her breasts. this was partly because i wanted to explore her body, and partly to get away from the displeasure of the dfk. she was very sensitive around the breasts and moaned and groaned as i suckled them. they were not huge, but fleshy enough to be enjoyable. her nipples were small, a dark pink, and very well shaped.

i work my way down to her hips and ask permission for daty, to which she agreed. her pussy was spectacular – it was a beautiful hue of pink, very, very healthy looking. it just looked like strawberry pudding, you know, pink and colorful and very inviting. she was clean, although not entirely without odor. but we did this for a good 15 minutes before she came, and she gently lifted my head from between her legs.

we waited a few moments (literally 30 seconds), and she gently but firmly shoved my head back down between her legs. ok. so i performed for her once more, and this time she came within 7 minutes. she then says to me “i want you to tuk-tuk me.”

sorry? what? never heard that one before, but i know what you mean. who am i to withhold a good tuk-tuking from a lady who asks for it?

my trojan-covered kumbu began the tuk-tukking very gently, because it is non-lubricated and so i have to let her own juices engulf the condom before it will slip easily. so it was slow going for a while, but before long, the tuk-tukking was happening at a break-neck pace. i tukked and she tukked and we each tukked each other.

she came once, but i was having trouble coming. i think this every-day ejaculation thing is making orgasm harder to get to. so my staying power has increased significantly over the last 10 days or so. but i tuk-tukked her for a really long time – i was sweating and out of breath. we tried a couple of different positions, even doggie, and it just wasn't happening. finally, in cg, the deed was done. the orgasm was more relief than pleasure – in fact, the pleasure was minimal, it was more painful and overly sensitive. anyway.

we then showered and slept, and the time at this point was 6am. fuck. i'm supposed to be at work at noon. i awoke at noon with a big red zit on my nose. shit.

i showered again, changed while she showered, and then when she got out (me fully dressed for work), she says “me horny” and she drops her towel to reveal her fresh, clean naked body.

kumbu, being the man-servant that he is, obliged the lady. i sucked her pussy another two times, and then sexed the lady for a good long time, until we finally both finished. it was now 1:30pm, and work was pretty much shot for the day. but i ditched her and told her we might hook up tonight, although i don't think my dick can handle it.

anyway, she's going back to isaan on sunday, so i think that is that. good while it lasted, but i don't think i could do her every night – she would just wear me out. paid her 1500baht on the way out and she seemed perfectly happy with that.

so, my overall evaluation of nana liquid is positive, with some reservations. i think there are plenty of girls on display here, of that there is no doubt. furthermore, the girls here are more reliably pick-up-able, despite how the elderly american bombed out. that was just bad luck, and had he targeted 95% of the other girls, he would have been sexxed out before he knew it. the quality of girls is, well, so-so overall. there are definitely some lookers in there, but of the 50 or so girls in there, perhaps four were worthy of my time and money. but the good news is that i could probably have had any of those four, had i picked them. in the end, the one that i picked was worth my time and money, and for that i am grateful. i would say liquid is worth adding to your inventory of clubs. climax, bossy, spicey, and now liquid, are the regular set of clubs i will visit (cm2 is not for me, nor is spasso, and rca is not for mongering).

[QUOTE=Ozztraleearr]I spoke to one old favourite and she was holding firm on her price- quoting 2k short time. I didn't try and press for a lower price. She further suggested it was the same price for all the girls.organisation perhaps?[/QUOTE]

Well, I got 1.5k at a Nana gogo a couple of days ago.

"Tammai farang chorp puying tua lek?" she asked me. Why do foreigners like spinners?

[QUOTE=Mouse1]Watch England vs. USA in a hotel room on your own? Perhaps with a mug of cocoa?

You're obviously not a big soccer fan!

I'll be in Pattaya and faced with the same problem, but I bet I can find a sports bar that is either open or has a lock-in.[/QUOTE]Mouse,

Yes I am not a Soccer guy too boring for us American, I am a NFL and NHL fan, I like to pick up a hottie at the bar and have a One on One in my hotel room instead.

Get it

Fast Eddie 48

[QUOTE=Kumbu]It was now 11:30pm, too early for Nana Liquid.[/QUOTE] Kumbu, fantastic reports. Lots of information as well as a good story.

Just one question: I appreciate that prime time for Nana Liquid will be 2am onwards, but unfortunately I like to be tucked up in bed by then... What time does Liquid open, and would it be worth going there before midnight, in your opinion?

[QUOTE=Mouse1]What time does Liquid open, and would it be worth going there before midnight, in your opinion?[/QUOTE]Many thanks for the kind words. Short answer to your question: no, it would not be worth it. Not sure what time they open, but a few nights prior to my report (I think Sunday night?), a senior ISG member and I went in there at around 11:30pm. We saw an empty club with three girls and two guys huddled around one table. Other than that, nothing. There were a couple of dudes playing pool in the back, but nothing else happening.

I don't really know when the earliest you could go to score would be. By 1am it was plenty full, so I would imagine if you arrived at midnight, you might have to wait around 15 minutes or so before striking it up with someone. But the bottom line is you are not going to get tucked away early if you go to Nana Liquid.

I would recommend Climax for that. They open early, and they have a special where if you enter before some ridiculously early hour (I think 10pm), you get in for free. You will have slim pickings, but you will probably be the only guy there, so you will be in high demand. The girls will like you coz they will think they can score with you and then make it back out in time for prime time at all the other clubs.

could someone let me know how the pricing at [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord901][CodeWord901][/url]'s works? after finishing, we went to the bar and the bill was b750. how much, if any, of a tip is expected?

to those of you with plans to come here in the next month or so, don't change your plans. bkk is functioning normally. siam paragon is open and going strong and siam square is back to normal. the bars are slower than normal but still good.

[quote=jimbehr2000]could someone let me know how the pricing at [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord901][CodeWord901][/url]'s works? after finishing, we went to the bar and the bill was b750. how much, if any, of a tip is expected?[/quote]

it's a tip so there is no standard because not all girls will blow you the right way. however, i've always tipped them 100 to 300b (depending on performance) which has always been appreciated by the girls.

Kumbu, thanks for your great reports and taking the time to write them up,

are you thinking of going to the clubs out in Saphan Kwai ?

It would be interesting to hear your thoughts on them

Keep up the reporting

Cheers

BK

Noble gents!

Nobody should miss the exceptional field report by Doppel One on The Cambodia board

[url]http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showthread.php?p=1028075#post1028075[/url].

Both Bukowski and Houellebecq would be delighted.

LP

[QUOTE=Lone Punter]Noble gents!

Nobody should miss the exceptional field report by Doppel One on The Cambodia board

[url]http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showthread.php?p=1028075#post1028075[/url].

Both Bukowski and Houellebecq would be delighted.

LP[/QUOTE]
Priceless! A true monger!

[QUOTE=Bob Down]I think 2k ST has been standard pricing on Soi 4 beer bars for the last 4 or so years 3k LT. I can't see girls changing prices.

Last month I had a girl from Soi 7 beer garden complain to me guys were asking 500 baht ST when that didn't even cover her drinks bill for the day. Don't know if any of the girls actually will go for 500 baht maybe some do?[/QUOTE]Thanks for the confirmation.

I think 500 Baht is simply to low. Never offered it, fairly sure the service one could expect to receive for 500 baht would be mechanical and rushed.

IMHO - 1k to 1.5k is fair payment for short time, and around 2-2.5 k for LT. Especially when bar fines are also factored in.

[QUOTE=Lone Punter]Noble gents!

Nobody should miss the exceptional field report by Doppel One on The Cambodia board

[url]http://www.internationalsexguide.info/forum/showthread.php?p=1028075#post1028075[/url].

Both Bukowski and Houellebecq would be delighted.

LP[/QUOTE]You're right. A classic!

[QUOTE=Fast Eddie 48]
Yes I am not a Soccer guy too boring for us American, I am a NFL and NHL fan, I like to pick up a hottie at the bar and have a One on One in my hotel room instead.[/QUOTE]

A thought: I bet the selection out there would be much better on those nights when England's playing. And of course you'd want to get to Thermae and Rainbow 4 when Japan's playing. ;) Is Australia in it this year?