rookie Posted June 24, 2008 Report Share Posted June 24, 2008 Where am I? Uhhh.... I weakly moaned. A mere blob splayed out on the bed. Totally immobilized. In the foggy mist in my head, I vaguely heard her whisper, 'I need to go back to the bar'. In my paralyzed state I tried to assess my body. I ached all over! Even my big toe ached, which once enjoyed her hoy during the many times she was blowing me. Oh, the agony. 'Better hit me with the paddles', I mumbled. Zap...200-joules. I twitched. Nothing. Okay, 250-joules. Zap! Ah, a flicker of hope. I began to regain consciousness. ---------------- I'd journeyed to Soi-Yodsak, late the prior afternoon. I hadn't ventured there in over a year. I saw a cutie in a bar I not entered before. Inside, there was only a few people sitting at the bar. I soon learned it was the new Aussie owner, his gal (for whom he'd foolish bought the bar), and another couple who were friends of the owner. I was the only customer. I was really enjoying the newbie bar cutie; we were having a great conversation in both English and Thai. Then, someone decided to play twist the volume and blast the music. I couldn't converse with all that noise and hollered, 'please turn down the music'. The owner complied. A few minutes later, the cashier had it blasting again. 'Please turn it down'. Again they complied...but it was again sonic in a few minutes. I got up from the couch, went to the bar and shouted 'check bin'. I paid the tab...no tip. The owner was puzzled...and I told him that the blasting music may be fine for you and your friends at the bar, but as I couldn't chat with the gal you just lost your only customer and a BF for the gal. I apologized to the gal, gave her some baht, an departed. Venturing further down the road, I saw a gal I'd taken a number of times in the past. She is a little older that some that work on Yodsak, but I knew she was both a lot of fun and always aimed to please both me and herself. She also can be tenacious about giving BJ's. She was happy to see me. We went inside, and I just paid the BF; we didn't need any preliminary chats or drinks. I admit that I was shocked at the now high BF rate for afternoon departures, but paid it and off we went. At my condo, we got caught up on each other's lives. She showed me pictures of her family and the house she had just built, outside of BKK. She a smart gal and uses her money wisely. She's from a large family, but unlike her younger siblings, she never had children. Conversation over and serious play began. I'd taken some Cialis (sp?), which I'd acquired in Cambo, but had never previously used. Exhausted after a few hours of romping in the bedroom and on most pieces of furniture in the condo, I was in dire need a of rest. I put on a Thai movie, with English subtitles, for us to view. We watched the whole movie from the couch, but my tenacious friend watched while keeping her head in my lap...and my unit in her mouth. I'd seen the movie before, but it was never as entertaining as that night! Movie over and I was re-energized. We fixed a quick meal, then more romping around the house, including some bonking and BJ's on the balcony, while viewing the city lights of Pattaya. Thank you, Cialis... and maybe all the coffee I'd drank! I'd never had such a totally enervating night. She admitted to have gotten off over a dozen times; me only twice, but the damn Cilais wouldn't let junior go limp and the coffee wouldn't let me sleep. It was 9:30am the next morning before we finally went to bed for some much needed rest. I thought I'd died as I fell onto the bed ...but I must have been wearing a devilish grin. A little after 11am was when I vaguely heard her whisper, 'I need to go back to the bar'. In my paralyzed state I tried to assess my body. I ached all over and learned so did she! Oh, the agony. 'Better hit me with the paddles', I mumbled. Zap...200-joules. I twitched. Nothing. Okay, 250-joules. Zap! Ah, a flicker of hope. I began to regain consciousness. Still in a mental fog, I drove her back to her bar. Returning to the condo, I collapsed in my bed, only to re-awaken at 8pm that night. Later that evening I returned to her bar, wanting to give her a bigger tip, only to find that she didn't go to work that night. I wonder why...:grin: I'd never before had a night quite like that one in Pattaya. It may have just shortened my life span...and I don't know if I could survive another. But, I will try again, sometime, just to find out.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Torneyboy Posted June 24, 2008 Report Share Posted June 24, 2008 Sounds like you nedd to hit the Gym.. :grin: Nice story however.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dumsoda Posted June 24, 2008 Report Share Posted June 24, 2008 ....if she managed 12 times....it sounds like he was "pounding Jim" ......all night.....and all of the day.....lol Well done that man.....and Vit C.... Cheers DS Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
YimSiam Posted June 24, 2008 Report Share Posted June 24, 2008 Later that evening I returned to her bar, wanting to give her a bigger tip, only to find that she didn't go to work that night. I wonder why...:grin: Maybe too embarrassed by the gigantic cold sore that appeared sometime during the course of the morning? She shy too mutt! Just kidding, just kidding... Thanks for the report -- a reminder of why I like to visit Pattaya, and why I could never live there... yimsiam Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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