Several times during the night I had woken up and looked over at the girl next to me. Oil is one of those girls that seems to never look bad. No makeup, right out of the shower, she's beautiful. Middle of the night in the midst of sleep, she's gorgeous. Early in the morning after being in a strange bed all night, looks as good as ever. I had held her some through the night with varying degrees of responsiveness, but in the morning, it was a bit different. As I cradled her from behind, she held on to me and pulled me closer. The feeling was somewhat sensuous, so I natually reacted. As she felt me press against her upper thighs, she reached back and started massaging me with her hand. We continued this for a while, coming dangerously close to bareback entry, but before I let that happen, I pulled away to grab another condom.

The sex was a strange mixture of detachment and incredible eroticism. In all the time I spent with Oil, she never kissed me, didn't even really come close. In fact she pulled away or turned her head a lot. Oil seemed very protective of her face. Typically it would seem a turn off, like the girl didn't want to look at you, but with Oil it seemed to be more of a shyness mixed with a tinge of playfulness. While I took her from behind, she kept her head and face somewhat distant. But her body...

Her body rocked back and forth. She didn't sit still while I entered, she fucked me as strongly as I fucked her. And she made lots of noise, no screams and no loud noises you could hear through walls, but very soft, intimate and feminine sounds. We went at it for a little while before I shot a second load. I got up to clean off while she layed in bed. It was early and I was still tired, so I hopped back in bed with her after a rinse down and put my arms around her.

In the morning light, I could see her body much more clearly. Her skin was flawless. I ran my hands against her back and arms, admiring the smoothness and softness of her body. She had an incredible figure as well. As my hands wandered down her lower back, her hand snuck around and grabbed me again, softly caressing me and rubbing me against her legs. I could tell Oil was going to be damaging for my count, I was going to try to resist having sex with any girl more than once per session, so I could recharge faster for the next, but I couldn't resist. Oil and I went at again. We switched between several positions before completing round three. I got up, cleaned up, hopped back into bed. Oil was still tired and remained in bed the whole time. It wasn't long before Oil's hand found its way back between my legs. Round 4...

After a fourth go, the third for the morning, Oil got up and cleaned up herself. She came out of the shower looking radiant. I had told her I was going to Pattaya, so she asked when I was coming back. Four days, I told her. She wrote her name and number down on a piece of paper and told me to call her when she got back. I gave her 2000 baht and she headed home. I sat in the room for a while, somewhat in awe of this girl that just left. Shortly thereafter, Xen and I got ahold of each other and set out for the day.

Xen spoke of a "special" movie theatre he wanted to see. Supposedly, it was one of the most luxurious with reclining seats and food brought to your seat restaurant-style. Didn't seem that exciting to me, just a movie, but I had already had three goes before noon and needed to recharge, so what the hell.

The theater was a short ride on the Sky Train to a nice and popular mall complex. On our way, we saw a number of school children dressed in uniform. I made a verbal jab at the appearance of the uniforms to Xen. They looked OK on the girls, but on the boys the loose fitting shorts appeared to be dresses at first. Add in dark shoes and high-worn socks and some of these guys looked rather ridiculous. I would have died if I had to wear crap like that in high school.

The Siam Square mall is very large and consists of a number of sections connected to one another. We wandered lost for a bit due to the lack of good directory assistance. One of the directories we found had "Theatre" on it, but that turned out to be a clothing store. Eventually we wandered to a section where we asked for help and were pointed in the right direction.

As we approached we came across a number of signs displaying the movie options. We saw signs for A Knight's Tale, Jeepers Creepers, and several others. There were one or two I wouldn't have minded seeing, but when we finally reached the booth, we found that the special theater was only playing A Knight's Tale. I rented this movie just days before our trip, so I wasn't interested in seeing it again.

While Xen saw the movie, I wandered over to the nearby entertainment center and food court. I looked around a bit at the people playing games, pausing to see some young teenage boys playing a record scratching game, before coming to an Oxygen bar. I had read about these somewhere, I think they were some kind of fad in Japan. I looked over the materials and stopped to read a short magazine article displayed on the counter as an advertisment. One of the girls approached and asked if I wanted to try it. How much? 100 bath. Ok, a little over 2 bucks, why not?

The girl opened up a book displaying scent combinations for me to choose from. Which one do you recommend? This one is popular. She pointed to one, I think it was called Icicle and listed a mixture of scents. She took my order for a drink, then brought the pineapple juice and a long clear plastic tube and headphones.

The end of the tube plugged into the counter I was sitting at. The tube was then fitted around my head and over my ears like glasses. Part of the tube ran in front of my face with two small plugs with openings that went into my nostrils. The headphones were then placed on my head as she started the timer for the session.

For twenty minutes, soothing synthesized music was piped into my ears while pure scented oxygen was piped into my nostrils. It was a kind of weird, kind of relaxing, kind of refreshing (and kind of boring) twenty minutes. I liked it, but it wasn't great or anything. I imagine some people would love it. Me, I guess I'm used to polluted air.

The rest of the indoor mall was was pretty standard. I spent a decent amount of time in one of the music stores figuring I would need some new music soon, the CDs I had brought were starting to get old. I also had this Clint Eastwood song in my head. I still wasn't even sure if I liked it, I just couldn't stop thinking about the beat and music, or the visions of slender Asian women in Cowboy hats dancing to the music.

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Afterwards I hung out with some female friends I had made at Nana Plaza before meeting up with Xen. We got all our stuff together and boarded a taxi to Pattaya. Throughout the day and during the ride to Pattaya, I had second thoughts about wanting to go. Sometimes it's hard to leave a place you enjoy for the unknown. I was already having a blast in Bangkok, could Pattaya match the quality and quantity? Would I have less fun? It was too late to turn back now anyways and the experience would benefit me and the board.

Sitting in the back seat, I drifted in and out of consciousness for most of the ride. As we approached Pattaya, the driver asked where we wanted to be dropped off. Xen asked me several times where we should go, but I responded by saying I had no idea as he was the one that did the research. Xen decided on Eastiny Inn. The driver wasn't familiar with the place and Xen didn't have a street address, so the driver just drove slow down Beach Road. Fortunately, he spotted the small sign on Soi 8 which led to Eastiny, so we turned into the narrow street and were dropped off in front of the hotel.

Xen checked in first, then it was my turn. As I was filling out the paperwork for registration, I realized I would need my passport since I didn't have my passport number memorized. I had a bad experience keeping my passport on me in my waist pack in the past, so this entire trip the passport stayed in my main carryon bag or in a safe or depost box. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the doors for the one elevator close before going up to a higher level. In a semi-confused state, I looked over at the bellboy, then the lady at the desk, then the paper I was filling out, then the bellboy, then back at the lady.

Where are my bags?

She looked over at the bellboy who smiled back with a stupid grin. The elevator came down and went up again. Your bags are in the elevator she said.

The thought of my laptop, my passport, and a considerable amount of money being left unaccompanied in the elevator got me a little perturbed. As the elevator doors opened again, I went and got my bags. Xen, realizing this was probably a good idea, followed and pulled his bags out as well.

It's OK, she said. He was going to take your bags to your room. It's not OK, I replied, he left my bags alone in the elevator. She restated that he put the bags in the elevator to take up to the room. I again replied that bags shouldn't be left alone or with strangers in an elevator. They both smiled back, oblivious to my concerns. I tried to explain in different ways, but they didn't seem to understand the words stolen, steal, theif, or theft. I was getting increasingly frustrated and annoyed at trying to come up with an explanation they could understand. They were still smiling back like pet dogs that just tore up your furniture.

Xen must have found it somewhat amusing as an annoyed Dart played charades. I went through a little visual explanation of putting the bags in the elevator, going out to fill paperwork, becoming a stranger that walks into the elevator, noticing the bags and looking around to see if anyone was watching, then taking the bags out of the elevator. Ohhhhh...she replied. She explained briefly to the bellboy in Thai. Those stupid dog grins were still on their faces.

As we went up in the elevator, I explained to Xen my consternation from a past trip of hassling with a lost passport.

Our rooms at the Eastiny Inn were noticeably lower quality than our Bangkok hotels, but they were still a far step above our TJ quickie rooms. The biggest difference was the bathroom. Instead of a tub or a separate shower, the shower was part of the room separated solely by a curtain. I was going to take a shower, but I had no cold water. I found the bellboy and told him my shower was broken. He said maintenance would be up shortly. At his point, I only had enough patience to wait about 10 minutes before bringing my bags over to Xen's room. I had no idea how long this would take to fix, and with this hotel's fine security, I didn't want to leave my bags alone in the room with the maintenance guy in case we decided to venture out.

The maintenance guy arrived shortly after I had moved my bags. Fortunately, he was able to fix the problem fairly quickly, so I put my bags back in the room and prepared to go out.

Xen and I met up and started our nighttime tour of Pattaya. The first noticable difference was the abundance of outdoor beer bars around. We stopped at a little go-go called Tahitian Queen, but seeing nothing of interest, we continued on until we reached a large complex of beer bars surrounding a boxing ring.

There were a number of attractive girls here, and we enjoyed being cheered like celebrities, but we continued on towards Walking Street.

The last few streets before Walking Street are home to a bunch of go-go's, so we made our way around this area. Our first street seemed to consist of mostly homo bars, so we noted Soi 13/3 as a street to avoid and made a detour to the next street. A few young Asians in schoolgirl outfits led us into The Classroom.

I liked the atmosphere of the classroom. Little ornamental lights, mostly red, littered the ceilings and walls. In the center of the black and white checkerboard floor was a raised stage with a number of silver poles. Around those poles were some cute girls dressed in revealing plaid skirts with thigh-high black boots. They also wore cutoff white buttonup shirts that exposed their stomachs with a small tie that matched their skirts tied around their neck. Many also had white garters wrapped around one of their legs. The waitresses and some of the off-stage girls had on similar outfits that consisted of a red shirt with black skirt. The outfits were very sexy.

One girl in particular caught my eye. She had a very pretty face with her hair tied back in a pony-tail. As Xen and I sat drinking our beers, I exchanged smiles and glances with this girl. Xen and I spoke some, but I was being constantly distracted by the pupil on stage. She looked at me as though she knew we were going to end up together that night and was already planning the evening's activities.

It was too early and Pattaya was too unexplored for me to commit already, so we left Classroom. A few girls flirted with us as we left, and one very petite girl also entered the running for my night's target, but we continued on and headed next door to Emergency.

From the outside, Emergency looked like a good place with the girls in cute nurse outfits, however, we weren't really impressed with the talent and soon moved on. We stopped in a few other bars without seeing anyone particularly interesting, so we continued on to Walking Street.

There are a set of beer bars just to the right of Walking Street. We passed and continued on towards the go-go's. The first part of Walking Street is all shops and restaurants, but soon the beer bars and go-gos start appearing. Xen pulled me into Happy A Go-Go. The wading pool like design of this place reminded me of several of the go-go's I went into on last year's visit to Makati in the Philippines. I mentioned this fact to Xen, telling him this is what Makati go-gos looked like.

We then came to the Dollhouse, a place Xen had mentioned numerous times prior. He took particular interest in the sign and corresponding saying on it, "The Dollhouse 50 gorgeous girls. Plus 2 ugly ones.". I guessed he wasn't familiar with the similar saying used by Deja Vu in San Diego and elsewhere.

The Dollhouse had a number of potential targets for the night. The interior was very nice and spacious. As we sat drinking our beers, I noted to Xen that some of the girls dancing around the rotating stage were completely nude. With a smile on his face, he told me he noticed. There was one blond that really caught my attention, but I couldn't seem to get hers.

Still too early, so we headed further up Walking Street.

Xen then found the Freelancer Bar. I wouldn't have noticed because I believe the sign outside just says FLB. This was the place we were supposed to meet some other dude from the site the next day. It was also the place he told me he'd definitely bar fine a girl from if he could find her. We stopped and looked at the pictures on the exterior as he tried to find one of the girl he wanted. We then entered the bar.

The place was pretty quiet, not a place I'd usually enter, but Xen had a target in mind. He successfully found her, and true to his word, she was very beautiful and definitely a top tier contender. There were a few other doables, but nothing that came close to my Classroom and Dollhouse potentials. Xen was going to barfine Jit, so we agreed to meet up the next day. It was starting to get late, so I headed back to The Classroom.

I was disappointed to see my Classroom target sitting with a guy as I came back in. One thing I've learned from Thailand is never to assume you can just come back later for a high level target, many of the girls will go up at most once a night, and if you pass on an early opportunity to do a girl you really want to do, that opportunity might never present itself again. However, the smile that lighted up my target's face told me I need not worry. I sat and had a beer while she sat with the customer. Eventually, she left him to go on stage to dance.

As she danced on stage, I used my head and eyes to signal to her to come and join me. She looked back like she kind of understood, but wasn't sure or that she couldn't at the moment. I continued drinking my beer when my other petite target arrived in front of me and asked if she could sit down.

I was now in another dilemma after signaling and waiting for a top tier girl from the stage while I had a top tier girl right in front of me. The girl that joined me was Rung. I think she sensed my confusion/dilemma and soon asked who I was interested in. I told her I was interested in #93 and #4?. She spotted the girl on stage, but couldn't seem to find the second number I mentioned. I took another look on her number button and realized I told her the wrong number, so I corrected myself by telling her the number she was wearing. She smiled at this and said that the girl on stage would join me shortly, she had a few more dances before she could get off.

As Rung left I was concerned I might miss both my targets, but that concern was dispelled when Puy ended up joining me at the table. We engaged in small talk for a while before she agreed to accompany me to the hotel. I paid the barfine and we left Classroom and walked a few paces to Second Road where we took a 60 baht ride to Soi 8. Xen would later fill me in on not taking parked trucks to avoid overpaying.

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Upon entering the room, Puy ignored the no smoking signs and immediately lit up. After this we both took showers before hopping into bed. Puy was very passionate with her kissing, but unfortunately had a case of smoker's breath. We held, kissed, and caressed one another for a while before she made her way down for a BBBJ. The BBBJ that followed was one of the best I've had with near perfect pressure and speed. The only thing that would have made it better was more attention to the balls, but still a class BBBJ. We continued on with some erotic and passionate sex before cleaning up. I paid her 1500 baht for the short time session and we called it a night. I fell asleep shortly after she left, realizing that I did like Pattaya afterall.

This is Rung
http://www.classroom1.com/rung49.htm

This is Puy
http://www.classroom1.com/puy93.htm

Both look much better in the photos have been submitted for the gallery and/or the final version of our report.

Also since Xen mentioned it, I guess I should say that at this point we were both tied at 9 in our girl counts for 3 days/4 nights.

You overpaid for Pattaya, 1500 gets you overnight.

Xen & Jit at FLB. If you want to see the girls at the FLB they have a web site, it is free to register, and there is an open part.
www.freelancerbar.com

The are also close - friendly- with Misty's

These are good sites for Pattaya and Thailand if you are going over.