Walking in a Winter Wonderland--part 2

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Walking in a Winter Wonderland--part 2

After a quick triple S (shit, shower, and shave) I headed for Nana Plaza to meet a friend of mine from the U.S. who I had found out, a few days previous to my departure from the states, would also be arriving in Bangkok the same night as me. We had, earlier on the phone the previous week, set up a midnight or so meeting at the corner bar on the alley into Nana. Bigdog Bar I think it's called.

When I arrived in Nana he was already ensconced upon a stool, beer in hand, newbie friend of his in tow, awaiting my arrival. We commenced to some happy greetings and back slappings. I hadn't seen him since my last trip to Bangkok back in August the night before I was supposed to leave on the 15th. He introduced me to his newbie friend, nice guy, and we talked a bit and drank a couple of beers before deciding where to bring the newbie for his introduction to Bangkok's nightlife. We debated whether we should bust his balls and take him to Casanova Bar, which is all Katoeys. Being nice guys, and not wanting to scare him off on his virgin immersion into the LOS nightlife scene we decided to bring him to a small gogo bar first. DC-10 Bar.

I like this bar. Not the best place for stunners or anything, but it's a nice little place with friendly staff and a few lookers. Nice party atmosphere, and, as I said, small enough not to be intimidating for a newbie.

We all were escorted to some diddling seats in a corner, others were moved to make room for us. The place was fairly full, it is a small place. The little stage held four or five lasses shuffling about. A couple caught my eye. One in particular. My friend ordered a round of beers. One lass with an ass to my liking came over and started teasing and playing with Godzilla. Godzilla loves this stuff. I find it a bit annoying really. :-) I'm a arried man now, and don't butterfly.......so far anyway. But Godzilla really doesn't seem to give a shit about my marital status. He seems to believe HE'S still single. This girl had a wonderful silky and baby soft ass, which she placed in my lap and stroked Godzilla with through my pants. An old song always runs through my mind at times like these...."There's a monster in my pants, and he does a nasty dance!!" is how it partly goes for one line. Well, my pet monster was dancing his single minded ass off in his 100% cotton prison, straining to be released and causing much wiggling and adjusting from yours truly. Godzilla seemed to be sweating profusely from all this excitement and dancing about. My undies were becoming decidedly moist.

Diddling without the immediate future chance of some form or sort of..ahem...relief.....fairly immediate.....soon I mean, is a frustrating and devious form of self torture. This had to stop.......NOW!! Or my firm conviction and desire to be monogomous and remain faithful to my new wife would certainly be falling by the wayside in the very near future. Some sort of diversion was needed to get this little lady's attenion elsewhere than fixedly focused on my bulging crotch! "Would you like a lady drink darling?" I queried my little seductress. "For me?" she asked. She quickly jumped off my lap and ran off to secure her drink, and a few for us. I adjusted once again, downward, and asked my friend's newbie friend if he saw anything he fancied in the joint to play with for the night, otherwise we could move along shortly to find greener pastures and a possible perfect night's companion for him.

He pointed out someone other than the one securely attached to himself at the moment. One that had also caught my eye when I first walked in. Good choice newbie guy!! I went over to her dancing on the stage and informed her that my friend would be very happy to make her acquaintance and buy her a lady drink. She beamed a lovely smile which lit up the place with its brilliance, and she quickly got off the stage and scurried over.

I ran the newbie through what to expect to pay, and recieve for said payment, refreshing his memory a bit as my friend said he had explained everything he could on their flight over about bar fines and such. He seemed happy with his choice. She was now firmly planted in his lap and doing her seductive damnedest to ensure his opening his wallet and parting with a 500 note for a barfine. She hadn't long to wait. She went to change.

Once she returned he quickly dragged her back to his hotel room and presumedly was no longer as newbie as he was earlier. Another one bites the dust. I sometimes wish I was a newbie again. It's just so much fun and excitement the first few times. Not that later times aren't, but that initial freshness and nervousness is such an aphrodisiac. (SIC?)

(to be continued)

Cent

[ December 20, 2001: Message edited by: Cent ]