By the time I arrived in Bangkok for the first time on this long trip, I had been on 3 continents and crossed two oceans in the previous 4 days. Needless to say, my body didn’t know where the fuck it was. I was in bed before 9 the first day – but that was ok, I had pretty much planned on taking it “off” since I was going to be around for a long time.

But the next day I decided to take a nap at 3. I figured an hour would be perfect to get me through to a normal bed time. I woke up at 9:30. Shit! 6.5 hours of dreamtime. The gogos!

I threw on some clothes and made a beeline for the place where I always start. The place where I have gotten more women than anywhere else on earth: Nana Plaza. The gogo selection there in early 2010 had been excellent for me. I had a long streak of great pulls from the bars, and was quite eager for a repeat.

The first thing that struck me was that the center of the plaza was clear. The beer bars that used to occupy the center of the plaza were gone, at the order of the fire department I later learned from DavetheRave (apparently they want to be able to drive fire trucks in there in case of whatever). It certainly made the place look different. (By the time I departed from my last visit, they had put up a kind of beer garden set up that is mobile and can be moved out of the way. Or something like that.)

After processing that visual information, I executed a hard right, sped up the escalator, and entered Mandarin, a bar I have a long history with. The lineup was decent, but I quickly settled on a stick of a spinner. I couldn’t get direct eye contact with her from my vantage point, so I had a waitress tag her for me. The Stick hopped over when she finished her shift. She passed the interview and soon we were treading Murasaki’s pussy path back to the Dynasty Grande on Soi 6.

The session did not last long. For starters, she was really tight. Then she was in pain over my size, and asked me to finish as fast as I could. And this was my first session in quite some time. Combine a tight spinner pussy with a tiny, cute ass, along with a massive load build up, and I was able to grant her request with ease.

We walked out together, one of us 2000 baht richer than when we had entered the room. She grabbed a cab, and I ran to the Subway on Soi 7/1 to get a very late dinner.

I was fully charged and caught up on sleep the next day, which allowed me to start bar-hopping around my normal time of 8 or so. I poked my head in a number of bars, some with quite decent lineups, others still stuck in the “pitiful” category, such as Voodoo (there were so many ladyboys in there, I thought it had switched over to a full-time LB bar). Then I headed for Lollipop.

Lollipop is a bar that had been off my radar until early 2010, when I walked in there on Valentine’s Day with Tujunga and got my heart swept away by a little dreamboat who turned out to be a treasure in bed. And indeed it was her I was looking for.

A quick lap around the bar came up empty for her, but I did see another candidate that I started flirting with. She immediately responded well, so I grabbed a seat and pulled her down. She was quite affectionate, and there was an instant click between us. But she told me she couldn’t go with me, as she was waiting for one of her regulars (a Japanese guy who had been visiting her once a week for a year). So she said “pick another lady.”

So we began perusing the rest of the selection. I spotted one with a slinky body and an interesting face (her mother was Chinese, I later learned), so down she came, and I had a girl tucked under each arm. The new girl had one of those skinny, Gumby bodies that I love so much, with tiny breasts and a tight little ass. Total yum. We were soon on our way back to the room. She was 19, and a local Bangkok girl.

As we were walking through the outdoor dining terrace at the Dynasty Grande, I noticed a farang couple sitting close to the door. The wife was overweight and ugly, with her back to us. The guy was facing us, and his head tracked my yummy spinner all the way. The longing look on his face was priceless. Wifey was oblivious. I pitied the poor fellow for a split second or so.

In the room, I spent some time down at the Y, and evidently made her cum. And for the second night in a row, I got a really tight one. Ooolala did it feel good for me. But not for her. Again she was in pain and asked me to finish fast. Given how snug it was, and a fresh load cocked in the chamber, it would have been impossible to go for a long time anyway. So instead of a 30-40 minute fuck, we went about 15-20 before I blew for all I was worth in the doggie. The price was 2000 baht. (Just for the record, every single short time I did with a gogo girl through the rest of this report was 2000 baht.)

The next afternoon, I decided to do a run down to Ratchadaphisek to check out some MPs. I popped into Hi Class, Emmanuelle, and Nataree. Overall the stocks were really low, and the places seemed listless, though admittedly it was about 3 when I went, a bit early for these places. When I mentioned to the papa san at Nataree that there weren’t that many girls, he said “If we had more customers, we’d have more girls!” I didn’t partake.

Not one to put things off, I went back that night to Lollipop to retrieve the first girl. As I waited for her to change, two farang lesbians came in and sat next to me. They were engaged in some serious girl scoping. I wondered how often they were able to convince a girl to go with them, or whether they were just there to gawk. When we left the bar, a few more were standing in the middle of the plaza, doing what untold thousands of men have done – trying to decide which bar to hit.

Not only did we have a great session (I spent a lot of time at the Y again), but we also had something quite rare in the demimonde: interesting conversation. I’ll never forget something she said when we walked into my room. In response to a question, I had said that most men are “butterflies.” She looked at me and said “Ladies are butterflies too!”

She told me about her regulars, such as the aforementioned Japanese guy, and a Singaporean who had lost the plot. He thought she wasn’t working in bars, and would masturbate via webcam with her. He didn’t send her any money, but he didn’t want her to work or go with anyone. I told her he was an idiot, and she agreed. She showed me an SMS that he had sent while we were fucking (he also kept trying to call during our session). The SMS said “I go crazy when you don’t answer the phone!” Hooboy.

After she left, I decided to do a rare gogo double-dipper for the evening. Hell, it was Saturday night, live wild right? The fates were kind to me, as this was one of the best decisions I have ever made in Bangkok. Returning to Nana Plaza, I started by poking my head into Erotica, which I will henceforth refer to as “Upper Erotica” since the space below it on the 2nd floor, next to Rainbow 3, is also called Erotica (with a pool table). I will refer to the 2nd floor space as “Lower Erotica.”

Erotica has been one of my best bars over the years, well known for its supply of spinners. I had a drink with one potential candidate, but she turned out to be a total dud. Back in the pond with her. I walked downstairs and into Lower Erotica. Little did I know it, but I walked into the history books.

I took a lap around the stage, and on the back side was immediately taken with a spinner. She was all smiles with me, so I sat down and pulled her from the stage.

When I do my interviews, I pretty much want to know one thing: does the girl kiss? Usually if she does, everything else will be fine. Once in a great while, I stumble on a girl who passes the interview even before words are spoken and the lady drink ordered. How do they do this? They give me a smooch on the lips right off the bat, as they are sitting down.

If the smooch includes DFK, I am pretty much ready to whip out the bar fine right then and there. No further discussion is necessary! So what did my new lady of interest do? She snuggled up to me and proceeded to suck my tonsils out. This girl clearly had love for sale. And it was SOLD! Money pretty much flew out of my wallet for the bar fine after that. She had one of those slinky spinner bodies that I just love, and she was just plain cute.

I’ll call her Miss A. We had an excellent time. She was a hoot to be with, with a great sense of humor. We kept hamming it up with each other. Lots of DFK, DATY, and BBBJ. She gave decent head as well. The fucking was great – she spread wide open and let me have my way. I had such a fantastic time with her that I went back the following night and got her again.

I guess I got promoted to the A list, because she wiped me out. Long times with gogo girls are not the norm, for the simple fact that so few of them want to do it. Well this girl wanted long time. She wanted to see how many times she could make me cum. And she provided “special girlfriend services” in the process. Ho-lee shit. I couldn’t believe it. We went at it at 11 pm, 3 am, 6 am, and 8 am. I managed 4 pops in around 9 hours, which quite frankly amazed me. And I was also amazed that this all night fuckathon happened with a hot spinner out of Nana Plaza. The gods were indeed kind to me. I was exhausted when she left, but had the world’s biggest shit-eating grin.

After that little fiesta, which cost me 3000 baht, I was quite drowsy throughout the following day. Little did I know that another big, pleasant surprise was in store for me when the night fell. I started things out at Angelwitch, and had a long chat with Davetherave. I pulled a very hot girl from the stage for a drink, but got zero interaction and talk from her. After I cut her loose, I asked Dave what the deal was. He talked to a mama san, who then talked to the girl. Turned out she was brand new, and spoke zero English. So she didn’t know the score and couldn’t talk, and no kissing. So I passed. But she would have been perfect break-in material for Khun Mor, back when he did that kind of thing in Bangkok.

Dave and I wound up bar hopping around Nana together. After all, the man needs to check out the competition and see what they’re up to. He then went back to AW, while I headed over to Mandarin. I got lucky and got a seat in the middle of the front row. After the dance shift changed and the spinners took the stage, through the shifting flesh I spied one in the back row who looked vaguely familiar.

I kept staring as the bodies moved, catching a glimpse here and there as an opening appeared. She was also looking at me by this point. I now recognized her as a bar fine from years past, but I was still wracking my brain as to when, or what her name was. But she was looking damn good, and I remembered that I really enjoyed her, so I started waving at her to come on over. She promptly hopped off the stage and plopped on to the couch next to me.

The first words out of my mouth were “Do you remember me?” I know, I know, an odd question to ask a Thai bar girl, as they generally beat the pants off of elephants when it comes to memory, especially revenue generating bar fines. She said yes, but couldn’t remember my name. So when I told her, she lit up like a Christmas tree. When she told me her name, it all came rushing back. It was Miss Elegant! I couldn’t believe it.

I wrote about her on this board a few years ago. She was the hot spinner from Sukhothai (yes, that means light-colored skin) who dressed so elegantly that I wound up taking her on a real, dressed up date to Patara, a high-end, fine dining restaurant down off of Thong Lo. I paid the bar fine immediately and we blew out of there. And of course, she was dressed quite nicely when she came back down the stairs.

We chatted like old friends all the way back to the hotel. I checked my notebook to see when I first met her (fortunately she was in the current journal that I carried) – December 14, 2008. We’re on the bed now, catching up. She left the bar (Mandarin) shortly after we met and got married a few months later in early 2009. She gave birth late that year. But as the story goes over and over like a broken record in Thailand, her husband turned out to be “no good” and the marriage ended.

After working in Sukhothai, she returned to working at Mandarin just two months prior to our reunion. Well as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder, so we had a fabulous reunion sex session. She even provided me with special girlfriend services, something I did not get the first time around. She even asked if I wanted her to stay long time. Normally I would have, but not only was I exhausted from being up all the previous night, but I was also flying out the next day and needed to get ready. I told her we’d do that when I got back after my fossil hunting tour. But I did joke with her that when I first met her she refused to do LTs. She smiled and said “I was young girl then.”

Young indeed. She didn’t look a day older than when I last saw her. There were no visible signs of childbirth. The pussy was nice and snug. I couldn’t be faulted for refusing to believe she had a baby, were it not for the breast milk. With a smile on my face from two days of pleasant surprises, I faded away. I’d be back in a few weeks….

Fantastic writeup so far. Clean and crisp style. You have definitely provided a vicarious thrill for many on the board.

The only issue I have with BKK, and it is significant, is the prices. They seem to have absolutely skyrocketed. Everything from plane fares, to hotels and obviously the pussy.

I've only been to LOS (the human zoo) once, almost exactly seven years ago, but back then the dollar to baht was 1 to 40, now 1 to 30. Couple this with Thai inflation and I figure the same trip I made back then would cost double now. Oh well. Hope you're planning to post some more. Great so far...

Great report. I remember with a little bit of pride Nana plaza before the escalator and before the ground floor beer bars. There were one or two uncovered beer bars at the time and it made for a pleasant place in the early evening to have a beer and look up at those 3 floors of fun waiting for you.

That's right it was a plaza, tucked away from the Bangkok congestion. Then all the shit arrived in the middle as if Bangkok needed another jam packed anything.

Hearing about the clearing of the plaza floor and the train from the airport makes me want to return to Bangkok. The prices quoted make me want to just enjoy the memory.

Thanks Murasaki for posting about BKK. It's great to hear about an update on a tried & true locale. The observation on the farang couple was PRICELESS!

Just curious, what does special girlfriend services entail?

I agree that the pricing are very high these days, at least 500 more for ST from my last time in BKK which was over 3 years ago during high season. How much were the barfines from the Nana Plaza Go-Gos?

In general, I hate the intermingling of ladyboys and regular bargirls in the same venues. I have no problem with people that enjoy that type of action but I don't like being harrassed by katoeys.

I assume people that partake a session with ladyboys enjoy these 'ladies' extra equipment between their legs. Has any Hombre experienced a post-op TS without knowing?

Barfines in all the Nana bars was 600. Standard ST rates have been unchanged at 2000 for many years. Were you by chance in Bangkok after the airport shutdown and reopening back at the end of 2008/early 2009? Because of that shutdown fiasco, tourist numbers were dramatically impacted, forcing a reduction in asking rates for a brief time. I was getting 1500 ST from Nana girls for a bit there. But other than that, 2000 has been pretty standard going back to at least 2003 or so, if not sooner.