YimSiam

How common is 'School chief allegedly involved with student to face arrest'? Extremely rare, if you mean the arrest (though about as common as Family Mart, if you mean the sexual exploitation of students by teachers and administrators).

I have no evidence of this at all, just drawing on my probably errant understanding of Thailand and administrative power, transactional sex, and more than 82 key informant 'interviews' at the former AfterSkool bar.

When I saw the Fiery Jack post on this thread, I figured they'd let you out on bail... Maybe the SOUTH Korean thing was to avoid panic - the last time a couple folks ran through an airport smearing mystery substance on someone's face, it does seem to have turned out to be been North Korean agents. Now we can rest assured that while he is TECHNICALLY because of the laws and so on, an "American" it's clear he's northern Asian, and might be NK. But the TAT and cops say South, so, no worries, airport is secure.

Hard to live global shit-slinging headlines down, those are going to stick. May be time to go in for a name change - revert back to that traditional Korean name grandma gave you when you were a kid, Inneokyu! Nice name. In English, translates as: "this boy plays with his own shit too much, do you think he's mental?"

Grace of god, grace of god - you have been very very good to me...

Handing out citations for holding a sexy pose in the shadow of Angkor seems a little bit much - those apsaras with the hips, and the shoulders, and the nips on those gravity-free melons... That's way hotter stuff than some Brits and New Zealanders doing some low-end yoga.

I just hit 45 - smoking and drinking and not a lick of exercise in years, and suddenly there's a radical change: same habits as in past years, but now I've blown up by who knows how many kilos, I'm scared to look. Arrived in Thailand for a quick visit on Friday, and the universal greeting appears to be "what happened?! now you are SO FAT!" And they're right - time to start resisting my physical decline... Have always thought I had an average physique - yet suddenly I see some blend of Trump and Weinstein looking back at me, naked, when I get out of the shower. Fucking Trump! Me! What happened...

Is it really supposed to be Smoochie? Nobody smooches escorts - not in Bangkok, not anywhere - do they?

I mean, rimming, CIM, lesbian rough, DP by ladyboys - that's all par for the course, of course. But smooches? These boys in Suffolk have a thing or two to learn about the biz.

Alright, following up:

First off, perhaps I set up a slightly difficult situation by making a 5 am or so decision to try out the new system - being out from late afternoon on a less-than-triumphant return to Thailand after many months, I was not in the best of form. But the online system is indeed simple, even an idiot, drunk, at 5 am, can successful navigate the thing to the point that someone resembling the online pictures eventually knocked on my door.

Big points for convenience, even if she did come half an hour late due to 'traffic'. To her credit, she called in advance to inform me, and I take into consideration that she went to bed at 3 am (after who knows what assignation) and was on her way to me a few hours later. Also, I noticed that she was right back up on the site immediately after leaving mine - the virtually version of the soapie girls rejoining the fishbowl after a customer.

I have no faith that this outfit has put the proper amount of attention into discretion. It would not surprise me at all to see the details of this appointment appear on some Wikileaks style data dump someday... it just seems very flippant, asking for your hotel, the name you're registered under, your mobile number, an email address - and then they call through the hotel switchboard mainly, plus use your email to get verified confirmation of the appointment. Lots of info going in various directions; clearly I should have created a whole advance fake identity somehow, but... Not going to happen at 5 am. So I feel a bit exposed, possibly.

She arrived, she was pleasant, polite, spoke reasonable English for the context... Wore black - helped to conceal some of the variation between the online photos and the reality - I don't mind a girl with a little more heft, but be honest. After the appointment, the service asks you to review her photos and confirm whether they are accurate or not - on one of them, I'm convinced it's just a cleaned up version of her face slapped on the body of a young, lithe goddess.

Looked brilliant online, moderate in person (though lively eyes and a cute mouth, I give her that). Basically one of those girls you can find out in those spots open afterhours where the girls sit in a line-up and the punters come in, sit in a booth with the papa-san, drinking expensive drinks and regretting that you've reached a point of almost no return with the girls on offer.

Which is to say, nice girl, sweet, but I wouldn't look twice on the street, in a go-go or soapie, etc.

Skills were decent bj, not Star of Light or Lolita's, but good enough to get the job done. Otherwise, just a clunky version of a girl who's kind of new to the thing, has been told what to do but doesn't yet get the spirit of it. Not the expertise I would expect for the price (4,500 three hours - gone after 1.5, at my request), and not the good looks that would excuse the lack of skill.

They promote an uber-style tracking system, but this is only available to 'premium' members - which I think means you pay a few bucks for a week or two of access to reviews (not available otherwise!), GPS tracking of pussy en route, and, uh, some other benefits.

The reviews. All we mere mortals get are the raw scores, 0-5 averaged. All the girls on the site have at least 4, usually 4.6 - there is no way this crop is earning those scores, I do not trust it. I gave a 2 ("could have been better" is the grading cohort). I did feel bad doing it, because after all she's sweet and I just had my dick in her, and I was not exactly in attractive shape myself for the event - and because I didn't know whether she would see my rating and have it linked to me, or would just go into the mix. They should clear that up, make it crystal that the girl doesn't get the linked review, and we'll score more honestly - were mongers, but we're not heartless assholes...

As for the uber/gig economy: from what I saw on the site, and from talking to the girl, it's pretty much all just a handful of escort agencies consolidating their bookings and photos on a single site - not independents. But I could be wrong. I often am.

And then there is the Ladyboy/Female question... My guess (from looking at the Female photos) is that if you do not have a penis appended to the exterior of your body, you are a Female. If you have a big dick and high-altitude weather balloon tits, you may be designated Ladyboy. That's my guess. If you wnat confidence and clarity about the original and current gender of your date, you had better not pick off a website.

It hurts to say it, but... I would have done as well or better grabbing some urchin off lower Suk/soi 4 in those early dawn hours. When they aren't slipping you a knock out drug or lifting a few bills from your pockets, or having a psychotic break in your hotel room, at least those are salt-of-the-earth hard workers down there on the pavements...

You should be able to count on brilliant service, or rare looks, doing escort at 4,500. I got neither, just a niggling sense that my personal data is out there somewhere and will probably be online searchable in a year or two... If anyone has advice on how to explain Rimming and COB to curious colleagues and relatives, let me know when the time comes!

All the above said, I may well make it a habit - it's fucking easy, and in those wee hours when there's precious few other options... Tap, tap, click click click - knock on the door.

Smooci? How are you even supposed to say it?

Anyone else have a go and want to share?

YimSiam

Exactly - and to get to that point, I'd be guessing it was days and days of spiked drinks and/or crystal... not the boner pills.

I'm thinking the Viagra was pretty much an afterthought, there must be something else going on with this one... I understand that Viagra can enable some pretty poorly considered actions, but full on shit-hurling paranoid psychosis? Seems unlikely.

So easy to laugh something like this off as a bit of a prank, some fun and games with your usual naked airport chase scene - until human feces become involved. Note to self: always a bad idea to get involved with your own shit in public. Red line.

Reporting for duty as requested... In a moment of inspired desperation, I have placed a booking through the system, and waiting on arrival as we speak. Booking super easy, but alarmingly casual about any kind of data protection, confidentiality, etc. Booking was fast, though communication was unexpected - phone call to hotel, email to private email.

A few minutes ago called to say she'll be about 30 minutes late, "traffic". There is no traffic right now anywhere in Bangkok as far as I know (ffs, it's 8 am on a Saturday...) but I will give benefit of the doubt for now.

Recently had a paternity test done in Bangkok, the request for scheduling, names, etc all there appeared on the fully public internet immediately after - popped up if you searched my name. Let's hope this outfit has a bit more control over their information... Yes, I'm an idiot for sharing some personal data, I see that now quite clearly.

Okay, a bit of porn and CNN while I wait for traffic to thin out.

That bridge went down like a house of cards in a light breeze...

Lots of 'som nam na' in there, plus a little 'there but for the grace of god go I...'

Last time I was living in Thailand was during that Purachai era, it seemed every month or so there was a new tightening of the screws by him... but my weekends were saved by all night drinking on soi 13 in a pinch, or the all night pick-up club on petburi soi 45, the Lao Chalern... and a little mom and pop shop at the mouth of Soi Wat Amphawan near my apartment, saviors on many occasions...

Beer gardens - and beer bars, more importantly - must live on...

I vote legal. Beauty is truth, and truth beauty; that's all that matters. It's impossible that hotties are breaking the law.

It's approaching six months since a visit, I feel like that may be a new world record for me...

Thank god, finally not just ya ba'd farang making a scene...

Picking a fight with Facebook etc these days is like arguing against gravity -- pointless exercise.

What are moto taxi gangs for, if not to figure out who these guys are, track 'em down, and beat some sense into the fuckers?!

Makes me wonder if perhaps the bar/Plaza owners might see that there's a benefit greater than the risk to 'secret' video of nightlife flooding youtube - there's no such thing as bad publicity, they say.

In case we're taking a vote on this issue, I say anyone caught filming others in the nightlife world should have their gear taken, get a nice team-style Thai beatdown, and then be allowed to serve penance by changing linens and emptying garbage bins in short-time hotels for a few weeks, preferably in 'no-hands' style.

AirAsia posed a problem for me the years I was doing more flights around Asia: tix were so cheap, and non-refundable etc, that I repeatedly would buy a ticket, then wake up hungover or late or whatever, and decide to book a different flight. Something about the dollars involved combined with my lifestyle at the time made it a perfect storm for no-showing on flight after flight...

2 days, last minute decision - somehow I'm more inclined to spend the end of Ramadan Eid holidays in LOS rather than the Middle East, hardly a surprise...

I didn't realize you'd need to promote gambling in China - just point the way, and they'll go...

Wow, impressive. Wonder how long it will take to get to 132? And how many billions of posts will have flowed by like the Mae Naam herself in the interim... You can't win if you're fighting Facebook.

Is "131" code for something, or is that the number of posts they're proud of blocking?

"Difficart"?

Why would visiting North Korea be dangerous?

 

Your basically on a guarded tour, nothing you can do!

 

Well, you could try to steal a banner, get sentenced to hard labour, and be sent home in a coma, I guess.

Could perhaps ya ba andk hardly sleeping at all have something to do with her messed up sleep patterns?

War Machine

Brad Pitt's silly venture re: Gen McChrystal's Afghanistan stint. Boring, lifeless.

also...

Sand Castle

Similarly lackluster film about recent American military adventurism, this time in Iraq. Unimpressed.

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