The bed wasn't that big, but Oil appeared to be distant, her neck seemingly kinked in an effort to be as far away as possible. I scooted over and placed my hand on her shoulder. She had been on her back, but at my touch turned away from me and moved her body a little closer. Her head seemed to stay far away. Her hand returned to its familiar position as I moved my body against hers. She worked the tool for some time, as I wasn't as aroused as I was before. The magic was gone. Oil was still beautiful, but the mystery and rhythm had dissipated. Her pattern was too familiar. Oil was now "just another girl."

Eventually she got me aroused enough to have sex, but it wasn't the same. We went at it for a while, but I didn't come this time. I worked her allright, but then got bored and quit. That special groove now seemed to me to be just a complex program that suited my tastes at the time. The intricate illusion of something special was shattered by her head cold. I was "just another guy".

In retrospect, it was a good thing. Typically I have a problem of being too nice and accomodating. Had Oil been a little bit smarter, she probably could have played me. The lesson I learned with Oil got me straightened out. No more repeats for d'Art this trip!

Oil hopped in the shower. As I got out my wallet, I realized I had forgetten to change money. I could give Oil 1400 baht ($31), $40 US, or a combination of baht and US dollars that would work out to $29, $43, or $52. On our previous night I had given her 2000 baht ($45 US) which I believe is expected from many of the Long Gun girls for long time. As I looked through my wallet, I thought of Xen telling me how this guy Ranger usually gives the girl 1000 baht and if she doesn't like it, he just doesn't repeat with her in the future anyways. Oil was ready to go when she came out of the bathroom. I wrapped the 1000 baht note around the 100s and then walked Oil to the door. I handed her the wad which she placed in her purse without looking. She then said goodbye and left. I felt a little uncomfortable about it, but I wasn't going to repeat with Oil and I didn't feel comfortable paying Oil a comparable amount as the other night for a session that was considerably less. Well, no more Oil anyways.

Xen had printed up some maps. Looking at the maps reminded me of a couple places I wanted to visit. On my first trip to Thailand, I was shown a couple of places that were off the beaten path by a couple of Japanese regulars. I didn't find anyone I wanted to do back then, but my understanding was that they regularly had pretty good talent and great accomodations for the price. Today we would be visiting Juliana and Catherine.

First, Xen wanted to go to the World Trade Center. I thought I knew how to get there, but we confirmed anyways downstairs. We rode the skytrain a short distance and walked a couple blocks to arrive at the WTC.

On our mini tour of the WTC, we stumbled upon a wide open intersection that joined different parts of the WTC. From this vantage point, you could see the many levels of the building and a huge domed skylight above. I walked to the center beneath the dome and stared up, carefree about how silly I probably looked. I commented to Xen how the skylight seemed to take on a surreal appearance if you stared. I don't know if he had the same experience I did. I thought it was pretty cool.

More walking around led us to a music store. Some trance music was playing that I really liked, but I had no idea who it was or the title of it, so I pulled Xen into the store to find out. The girl pointed me out to a CD titled "Best of Gay Hits 2001 Volume 2" or something like that. No way was I going to buy this CD. It was kind of funny though considering The Rules, my uncertainty about Angel Witch A, and the "romantic" dinner settings Xen and I had gotten into. The song was "The Summer" by ATB. I borrowed a pencil and some scrap paper to write it down. We then browsed around while I looked for other CDs that had this song. I couldn't find one, but I did find a CD with a bunch of similar music I was familiar with and liked. With the assistance of the girl, Xen found a few CDs as well.

While walking through the mall, I had been telling Xen about the Alice song I heard at Tilac. I wasn't sure how to describe the music type, all I could tell him was that the song seemed to be about a guy that lived next to someone named Alice for a long time. I didn't know the verse lyrics, but I thought that maybe the guy was talking about a girl he liked for a long time but never got the courage to talk to. During the chorus, he would say something like "but for 24 years I've been living next door to Alice" to which a crowd of people would respond by yelling "Alice! Who the fuck is Alice?!?!" My presumption was that maybe the crowd represented a current wife or girlfriend. Xen had no idea what I was talking about.

While we had been looking at music, I had been thinking about how to ask about this song. I finally decided to just ask. Xen stood by in amusement as I attempted to explain this song in which a crowd yells "Alice! Who the fuck is Alice?!?!" to the girl and a guy standing behind the counter. Upon seeming their confused expressions, I grabbed the pencil and another scrap piece of paper and wrote down that part of the song hoping there might be some visual recognition, but no luck. We left the music store with the CDs and with Xen chuckling. (I would later find out the song was titled "Who the Fuck is Alice?" by Smokie)

Xen decided he wanted to look for some "roller" shoes, so we wandered the mall for a while looking in shoe stores with Xen trying to explain the concept of wheels embedded in shoes to confused mall workers. One person finally directed us to the sporting section of a department store, but it turned out all they had was rollerblades.

We gave up on the "roller shoes" and started to head out, but I thought about how I hadn't brought enough music and needed more alternatives to my current selection besides the one I just bought. None of the girls liked my hard rock/metal CD, the MTV mix had some rap interspersed which broke the mood, and my romantic CD was getting old. I had no idea where to go, but Xen was able to successfully navigate us back to the music store. The girl helped us select a couple of romantic Thai CDs. I didn't notice, but Xen would mention to me that they were giggling a bit while we purchased the CDs. I mentioned to him how things might appear with two foreign guys walking into a store together and asking for love music.

With our music selections set, we finally left the WTC and took the skytrain back to Nana. We made our usual pitstop at Nana, then headed Soi Cowboy to see what it looked like in the daytime. Both were dead, so we found a cab to take us to Juliana and Catherine. He wasn't familiar with either one, but he recognized where to go from the map we had.

While walking back and forth between Juliana and Catherine, Xen would notice a really bad bruise on my arm. At first I thought it was some allergic reaction to an insect bite, but later I would realize that it was some kind of traumatic reaction to being pinched really hard. Ying had left her mark on me!

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We ended up deciding on targets at Catherine. Both girls came out at the same time, Xen's choice was smiling and bubbly, my choice was cool and collected. Outside of the fishbowl, the Xen's girl looked a lot better, and her personality made me think that maybe Xen got the better deal here. The papasan offered us a VIP double room for an additional cost, but I declined. Xen seemed really interested, but I had had enough homo-innuendos for the day.

I was somewhat concerned seeing a smiling, affectionate girl hanging on Xen while my girl stood in front of me, but she immediately eased my worries by subtly reaching back and massaging the johnson while we rode up. Cool.

Once we were alone, my girl's personality started to radiate and she was considerably more affectionate, hugging and kissing me in the privacy of the room. She pulled away to start the bath as I admired our surroundings. The room was very large, nicely furnished, well-mirrored, and had one of the best entertainment stereo/tv units I had encountered.

She returned to me for a bit more hugging, kissing, and undressing while the tub filled. She then covered her beautiful hair with a shower cap and brought me into the tub for a very nice and romantic bath. I didn't get a slip and slide here, but I was cool was that. We dried off and made our way to the bed where we embraced and passionately kissed.

The session that followed was a top-notch GFE with lots of kissing, an excellent BBBJ, and multiple positions enhanced by nice surroundings, particular the mirrors which gave a variety of angles to watch my girl going down on me and taking the rod. After the sex, we collapsed next to each other and started hugging and kissing again. Occasionally she would stop to change the channel on the TV to a live feed of the fishbowl as though she was looking for someone, but it didn't really bother me. Eventually, the kissing and caressing got me worked up enough for another round. We had some more great sex for a while, but I didn't come. I realized the volume of sex I was having this trip was much more than I was used to and would make it difficult for me to shoot again so quickly without reloading. Still, the sex and kissing was really pleasant. After our long time in the room, we finally got cleaned up and left.

Xen's room was vacant as we left. I found him in the restaurant across from the fishbowl having a beer. I didn't want a full beer for myself, but I was thirsty so I asked for a glass and we split his. We discussed our ride up the elevator, the excellent room conditions, and our fantastic sessions. Catherine was a hit! We also saw that the talent was even better than before with a huge selection of girls available.

We spoke with one of the attendants again to see one of the VIP rooms. While riding up the elevator, Xen pointed out how his girl was front and center on the poster in there. Upstairs, we were showed a very nice VIP room consisting of an entertainment den with couches and TV and separate private rooms for other activities. We never got a chance to get back here to check out the VIP room, so someone else here needs to give us a review!

Our next stop was Patpong. Patpong was one of the places on Xen's list. I wasn't too excited about it, but since we were in Thailand we had to check it out anyways. We hailed a cab and asked the driver to take us there.

We were a bit disoriented at the new surroundings and must have looked like lost tourists as we pulled out and consulted our map. It wasn't long before some dude noticed and asked us if we were looking for boys. Both Xen and I declined, and went back to looking at the map.

He must have been hard of hearing because he asked again. I looked him in the eye and explained that we were fine and that we were looking for girls. I then returned to the map in an attempt to ignore him.

This guy was persistent and continued to ask. Finally, I had to give him the d'Art stare of death and explain to him yet again that we were looking for girls. The tone of my voice probably reflected what I was actually thinking, "Get the fuck away from us and leave us alone." He kind of shrank back after that.

Xen wanted to see the Star of Light so we walked around to its approximate location. I had seen the front of it before, so I was able to locate it behind some beer bars that blocked its view from the street. From my past experience at seeing the talent at BJ bars, I knew not to expect much in terms of looks. This was verified with the girls we saw at SOL. Unimpressed with the girls seated next to us while we drank, we soon paid our tab and left.

We then made our way through a packed maze of shops set up in the middle of the street and the many tourists crowded around. This place was a zoo! While walking past the King's Group places, I was accosted by a guy and a group of girls trying to get me to enter one. I didn't think about it at first, but soon noticed that the guy was clinging to me a little bit too closely and tightly. Xen was ahead of me but came back to help me pull away from the mob. I commented to Xen that the dude that was holding on to must have been gay.

Queen's Castle II was where Xen wanted to go. One of the girls pulled us in and joined us. Another girl that I had looked at for a moment too long inside the place joined us as well. We watched an unispiring show for a while as the girls seated around us unsuccessfully tried to persuade us to buy them drinks. Eventually they left us alone. We later paid our bill and left.

Xen brought us to another BJ bar called Star of Love. Neither of the girls seemed attractive to me, but the one with me was better looking IMHO. However, I wasn't quite sure if she was really a she. Xen thought she was, but I eventually got him wondering as well. Xen's partner came close to convincing him to take her to a back room, but I was able to convince him to wait for a better prospect elsewhere. I was kind of surprised he would stoop to her lack of attractiveness, but I guess perceptions can change when your dick is being handled.

The homo grabbed me again as we headed back to catch a cab, but I quickly pulled away this time. We left Patpong very unimpressed. In my opinion, Patpong could probably be bypassed on a Thailand trip altogether unless you have plenty of time and need to waste some.

We returned to Nana Plaza and headed to Playskool. The dancing girl I had taken my second night was there along with a really cute girl that was dancing on stage as well. I was interested in the cute girl, but I didn't want to talk to her in front of the dancing girl since she was really nice and had given me a good session. I had no objections, then, when Xen expressed interest in her.

She was really pretty, but didn't seem too interested. Xen was understandably concerned about it, but her looks eventually won out. She was trophy material and he was having an excellent run, so he didn't mind the risk. We agreed to meet the next day, then he barfined her and they left. The dancing girl appeared intent on joining me again, so I left shortly after that.

After stopping at several other bars, I wound up at Carnival where I would soon be entranced by my next Rushmore. Carnival had a truly impressive lesbian sex show, and I immediately became infatuated with one of the star dancers. I asked about her, and found out her name was A. Another A.

I lost track of time and my surroundings while watching A. I had actually seen her before on an earlier trip to Carnival and found her attractive, but she didn't seem as impressive standing around or doing the typical go-go stage dance. The lesbian sex show was a different matter entirely. Her expression and cat-like movements among the other girls were highly accentuated and inspired during Carnival's main show. I knew A would be a challenge, her body roared sex in the moderately crowded arena. She would be in high demand.

I waited an eternity for A to finish and positioned myself where I could talk to her afterwards, but as I expected she already had arrangements at the conclusion of her show. I needed to try to land A before I left Thailand, I knew if I didn't this would be another girl I would think about and regret not doing for a long time.

Waiting for A left me little time to spare to find a girl. There were prospectives at Carnival, but I didn't want to forfeit a chance with A by taking someone else, so I made quick stops at other go-gos around Nana with no success. I ran out of time as all the places closed. I wandered a bit looking for unoccupied girls, but all I could find were ones I weren't really attracted to and plenty of katooeys. My standards were also elevated after seeing A, I couldn't get her image out of my mind.

Grace time. With seemingly no other options around Nana, I headed to the Grace Hotel to look for some girl to bring home. I knew it would be hard after being so set on obtaining A. In addition, Grace's lineup wasn't that impressive anyways.

I wandered about Grace for a while unsuccessful in finding any viable girls. I then stepped into the lobby where I saw the Red Streak descending the stairs in front of a couple of other girls. Upon seeing me, she hesitated and stopped, then walked back up to a point where I could only see her legs. I thought this kind of odd. I then saw a couple of her other friends pass her and look back up, seemingly confused at why she wasn't coming down with them. I lost interest and headed back into Grace.

Back in the coffee shop, I saw Pen, the second girl from my first night, and a friend of hers enter. I then realized these were the two girls that were with the Red Streak. Pen looked very different. The two times I had seen her before, she was cute, but very plain looking with no makeup and hair that was naturally flowing. Tonight she was made up like a doll with her hair slicked back and tied. I really didn't find her too appealing. She spotted me and was insistent upon me joining her. With nothing else to do, and her being very determined, I joined her at her booth and bought her a beer. The Red Streak soon entered and was visibly shaken. I was a bit surprised at this.

I really didn't want to do either of them, so after hanging out a while and drinking my Carlsburg, I tried to pull myself away from Pen. She started to grab her jacket, so I stopped her and explained that I wasn't going to barfine her tonight. She was shocked and refused to let me leave for a while. I was trapped in a booth between her and some other girls, she refused to move. I kept saying I need to go. She kept saying "No! I want to go wit choooo." This went on for a while, she was very persistent. Eventually, I got her to move, but then she started asking me to give her money so she could sit and drink the rest of the night. I declined of course, and she was persistent on this as well as she held on to me. Eventually she gave up and I escaped her clutches.

Fortunately, she soon snatched up a victim and left, leaving me the freedom to find another target.

Not quite, there was still the Red Streak. She was sitting at a table with a friend of hers, visibly upset. I wandered around a bit until I was eventually flagged down by the friend. The Red Streak seemed to have gotten pretty drunk, and insisted that I was in love with Pen. I was amazed at what appeared to be such strong jealousy emanating out of her after only one night together. I told her I didn't like Pen, but she didn't believe me. It was obvious from her state that there would be no convincing her either.

The next couple hours would have me wandering the Grace in the middle of the night, much of it with the Red Streak pouting or sulking in a booth or standing next to me. There was little conversation between us, she couldn't seem to sum up much English at this point besides, "Why? Why? Why?" and "You in love with my friend!".

While all this was going on, I met another girl that I had considered but didn't want to take up in front of the Red Streak. I guess I'm a putz like that. This girl even bought ME a drink which I tried to decline. The Red Streak appeared at her worst while I was standing near this girl that had approached me.

Another thing that kept me from taking this girl up was some skinny English dude that showed up and knew the girl that was talking to me and her friends. He was very friendly, outgoing, and somewhat drunk. He asked my name, then asked where I was from. He got all excited when I answered I was from the US. "An American!" He exclaimed. I wasn't really chatty so I returned to my drink.

Not even 5 minutes passed before he noticed me again. Neither of us had moved, I was still standing practically right next to him when he asked "Hey there, what's your name?"

I told him again, to which he followed up by asking where I was from. I was somewhat surprised to be asked these questions again in such a short time frame, so this time I answered "California" to which he exclaimed "Allright! Another American". At first, I thought he was joking, but I would soon realize he was just an idiot.

The girl standing by us, the one that bought me the drink, tried to talk to me again. He seemed surprised at this and became visibly jealous. He then worked his way into the small space between us. I was bewildered, but it was somewhat amusing. He appeared to be trying to be sneaky and subtle about his actions while doing them as we were looking right at him in the middle of a crowded bar. He seemed oblivious to most things going on around him. I was only moderately attracted to the girl and the Red Streak was still sulking nearby, so I moved over and let him have the spot.

I spent the next hour waiting and looking for some cute girl that never showed up. Eventually I returned to the Majestic empty handed with only 1 new girl for the day...but what a girl!

"Who the Fuck is Alice?" by Smokie)

Downloaded the song last night. I liked it and think will take with me to CTG..

Thanks guys