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Sunday Monday

 

Sunday started well with Gin and Tonics in the afternoon, and a few games of pool at Flaming Moe's. To Soi 4 and I think it's called O'hallorans where I had a good Guinness and Beef pie.

 

I went back to Playskool to check out the Luk Kreung I'd seen earlier, a very attractive girl, but this time she was in a part of the bar with different lighting and it became obvious that her body was covered in stretch marks, striated she was.

 

Back to Cowboy and Suzie Wong. I was in there the day or so before and the fat little demi mama san remembered me from my last trip, she took the trouble to seek out a dancer who not only had been to NZ but had spent some time there, and worked at "SuperStar" the most popular Gogo from the golden years. The problem with all of this is that the girl was feral, she looked like Mowgli. Also she started quizzing me on whom I knew who was Thai in NZ, and I quickly started making up names so that should she recognise any, the BG network could not be invoked.

 

So on my second trip to Suzie Wong, I'd forgotten about Mowgli, and it started again, so I beat a retreat a retreat to Sheba.

 

Now this was fun, I arrived at Sheba just as the show started, a convincing Lesbian foursome. Three of the dancers who were sitting, waiting out the show, near me and who were, well, at the positive end of the age scale, decided to give me my own experience. And at times it was the rival of anything I've received at Afterskool or Jungle Jim's. It got so that a chap who was sitting stage-side had trouble dividing his attention between the show and the second tier of seating.

 

I managed to walk away from that one, albeit slightly unsteady.

 

Thence to the Bar With No Name (BWNN).

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Polite request:[/color] those who know this bar's name and feel the urge to broadcast the name and their opinions on the place, please don't. For those of us that do enjoy the place, it's relative anonymity is part of it's charm and makes it relatively peaceful.

 

BWNN used to have a selection of five or six relative plumpers or so it seemed. But on this trip there were up to 20 girls, most of whom were very attractive. One in my eyes, especially.

 

The owner left early and the girls began to lick their heels up, going from standard BG shuffle, with the occasional bump and grind, to a contest to see who could do the best legs in air stunt. Overcome, I rang the bell, and made sure I included the Mamasan, she nearly melted, and later bought me a drink in return.

 

I paid bar for the light of my life and spent an enjoyable night and morning, I had to sleep the rest of the day. When it was rib night at the other BWNN.

 

Any hoo, back to Cowboy and my light. As I was sitting there, enjoying the proximity of naked girls, and Arab person walked in, dressed in white, completely white tent and pantaloons set.

 

In the movie "Love Honour and Obey" there is a sequence where the tough guys decide they need some diamonds and set up an elaborate job, wherein they pose as Arab Sheiks to gain access to the diamond merchant. So they are dressed in white tents and pantaloons. On the way to the heist, one of them produces some Viagra and not really knowing what the effects are apart from "making you strong", they all take a couple. So when they arrive they all have large tent poles protruding from the front of their tents. They then swagger through the hotel and to the heist as if this were completely normal, most amusing.

 

Well this guy sat down at the next seat and gave himself a bit of a fiddle, as you do, but then decided he needed a proper fiddle and proceeded to do so. To be accurate, he was hung like a small horse. And the girls on stage couldn't take their eyes off him, a mixture of fear and incredulity playing on their faces. As the owner went past, the wanker reaches out and grabs him, sausage in the other hand, "How much for blow job?" not the kind of thing, this bar was known for, so he was shown the door and relief swept through the dancing troupe.

 

I'm writing this as my terahk sleeps next to me.

 

But tonight it'll be Soi 33, I haven't been up there for a while and a visit is due.

 

The tomorrow, back to NZ, oh sadness and Bangkok Blues, but at least I'm not in love this time.

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Coss, thanks for your reports a very enjoyable read. Hope you had as good a time as it sounded you did? Wetted my appetite for a trip to Bangkok rather. Was thinking of not bothering coming over at all this year after a disaster of a trip last september and the tear inducing state of the £ at present :( But think I might well be tempted to book a flight in the not too distant future?

Simie.

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coss,

great read....think I might just have to visit again ...soon... :):):)

 

Great to chat Monday night...and good to hear you were in good "Company".....lol..

..I hear I have a Bar Tab awaiting my arrival...(Again!!)...Hope I bought you a Drink?? :grinyes::dunno::beer::dunno::grinyes:

 

Bad luck our timings missed by 24 hours....next time....for sure

 

Cheeers DC

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