Anything Like TC Lokasari in Jakarta these days
Guys,
I know that TC closed long ago. Is there anything like it around these days? It had a totally different vibe than Travel or Classic, much sleazier. Also, is Bintang Mawar still around? Anybody been there lately who can attest to quality?
Thanks for the info.
How to disappear for a day
Well OS is sitting here in the apartment he shares with Lady OS and nursing his big thing after a wild 24 hours in favorite North Jakarta Hotels, Clubs and Brothel complex. Fortunately Lady OS is at that time of the month and being a principled sort of a girl. She is resisting her desire to play with OS's big thing. This is rather fortunate.
Flying in to Soekarno Hatta, the plane was late. One hour from touchdown at some distant stand off bay in some remote corner of the airport and then a ride in a bus with all those stupid people who won't move up the bus aisles, to a terminal where the baggage takes forever. OS appeared to the casual observer as a mild mannered businessman, but deep inside was gnashing his teeth thinking of all those nymphettes so close and awaiting his affections. This was no time to play the dodge the security guy taxi games on the departure level, but straight into a silver bird and on to the Grand Mercure Gajah Madah, which provides a comfortable base for any foray into the land of sin that is Mangga Besar. Check in, throw the valuables into the safe, brush the teeth and onto the ojek outside. First stop, money changer, then to pick up some experience enhancers from seedy nightclub. These ojek drivers are a great bunch of guys, they will happily wait for you, and look after your things while you do your business. The group outside Grand Mercure are always happy to help, they are a weatherbeaten bunch of guys but their hearts are good and they know all the rat runs.
Next stop favorite brothel complex where OS bids adios to Ojek and finds layers upon layers of beatiful young ladies of negotiable affection. They are a funny bunch, often they will scowl at bule, some will smile. But get them in the room and treat them nice and they become ever so GFE. A little bit of conversation, a cuddle and before you know it they are grinding away quite happily with OS's big thing inside them. There's always a chance you may be their first bule. Relax and ignore the smell of [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord109][CodeWord109][/url] coming up out of the shower drain, instead pretend it's romantic and just touch her gently, and you just might be surprised at the sensual thing that emerges from her cover.
Of course there are always some who are just petrified of big size, and in those instances, the right thing to do is to just try gently, but if they are still not comfortable, just write the investment off and walk away. These girls are all very human and they will be fearful that you will complain to Mammy. Don't do it!, just walk away, forget about the money for it cost you nearly nothing anyway and choose from the hundred or more other beauties who are sitting patiently awaiting your call. That way the girls get to know that you are baik,(good), and it will pay dividends in the long run. The only thing these girls don't like to do much is kiss. Which, given the proportion of Indonesian males who still think they are the Marlboro man, this is not surprising.
After 5 hours of languishing in this version of heaven with heightened sensory perceptions and making multiple journeys up and down the stairs, it's closing time. All the girls disappear to the mess on ojeks and OS also takes ojek to Golden Crown. Here is the heart of Jakarta clubbing. Everybody seems to be bouncing off the walls and OS somehow collects a couple of off duty sales promotion girls (SPG's), who have somehow detected that he may be a honey pot. So OS takes the table and proceeds to dance and touch and OS does not disappoint them as a honey pot. They say that with expectation comes disappointment so OS was mindful not to hope too much that this girl who was grinding her bottom up against his crotch, would soon be grinding away with his big thing in his bed. These girls are professionals at this business and just like Cinderella, when the clock struck twelve. She disappeared with a goodbye before closing, "I go now, thank you", her friend being rather pissed at OS for failing to provide some taxi money. "Sorry baby, F you baby. OK good night!
Then she returns five minutes later with a rather unattractive friend to offer me for money, I was truly surprised after the quality of previous brothel complex that such a scowling unfriendly looking woman would be plying her trade here. OS just could not raise any interest. So five AM comes and OS takes a leisurely walk back through the streets to Grand Mercure where the receptionist bids good night with a smile as the light is breaking out.
As always, these good times come at a price. OS now has to nurse his big thing for a little longer and just hide away inside the apartment for 48 hours which becomes a good time to write. But would he do it again. Yup! In a heartbeat!
Enjoy.
OS.
