Now I know why it is called 'Snow White'...
...because it was designed by the seven f***ing dwarves. :(
I was warned about the low ceiling beam as I went in to check out the girls. I wasn't warned about the low beam over the stairs as I descended, and took a sucker blow to my head...
Anyway... After waking refreshed from a good night's sleep, I decided to investigate Snow White's for this morning's entertainment. I wrote a few names out from the web-site, memorised them and went to see who was in that day. Stopped briefly at the BusStop for breakfast (I wouldn't particularly recommend, although the bargirl did give me a free banana fritter - it's these little things that make all the difference!). There were 6 or 7 girls in the line-up at SW as I walked in at 1pm, of which both Fa and April caught my eye (and had been on my list). I went for April on the basis of a slightly sweeter smile. And a slightly large pair of breasts :)
I hadn't realised that April had worked previously at the flower shop, and she certainly showed all the relevant skills. But my problem was having been out jogging the evening before, my legs started cramping up at the most inopportune moments. :( One particularly nasty cramp propelled me almost vertically off the bed, although I'm glad to say it wasn't in a particularly, er, intimate moment. Much to April's surprise and concern, I must say, and my hilarity, once the pain had subsided!
Anyway, the session was everything you would expect, and April was up for everything, although I didn't trouble her ass. Her boobs are very nice and I think real, but what would I know? She could probably talk for Thailand, though, which would be fine if her English was a little better, or my Thai vastly better. Also she messed up big-time when we played the guess-my-age game. We all know that the secret is to knock 10% or so off the apparent age, and not to add it on. My cheery personality and youthful good looks can usually fool most of the girls. So when she guessed 54 for me I was mightily huffed. And no amount of saying she was joking was going to undo that...
Oh yeah, and before I forget: She very enthusiastically told me her future business plan to open a BDSM place on Sukhumvit, and demonstrated very graphically (but virtually!) what she intended to do to the customers. She was perhaps slightly more enthusiastic than necessary to explain her intentions. Heaven help any poor sod who gets locked up in her dungeon! Interestingly she explained that you would not stop the punishment by saying 'no', but had to use the secret words 'traffic lights'. Made me think that she had first-hand experience somewhere... :)
We finally finished the two hours (the rooms are nice and clean by the way, with a large shower and a very helpful wall mirror), dressed and I was one my way downstairs. At which point I was clubbed insensible, but took it bravely like a real man. :)
Next stop, a 'real' massage parlour to fix those legs...