After commenting that I was having trouble finding an “Azteca” quality massage at any of the Tradition Thai Massage places on Sukumvit in Bangkok I received some advice from another monger. He suggested that I try the In-house massage service at one of the finer hotels. Sounded like a good idea so when I was checking in to the Flipper Lodge in Pattaya the next day I took note of the little beauty salon/barber/massage shop by the elevator in the lobby. Latter that I day stopped in and inquired after a massage. I was told the price structure and choose a 1 ½ hour full body oil massage for 300 baht. Back up in my room 15 minutes later there was a knock at the door. It was my masseuse. She told me to get undressed, threw a towel on the bed and proceeded to give me a fabulous massage. About half way into my 1 ½ hours she asked if my friend Dick would like a massage also. Well, Dick was asleep … recuperating from the night before and getting rested up for the evening ahead, so I told her no. She had no problem with a 98% full body massage and continued to finish my time out with excellent service. I thanked her and tipped 50 baht because it really was a great massage. She split, I showered and went out looking for dinner. We all live happily ever after, right? If that were the case this would be the end of the story … but it’s not.
I got another massage from her later that week because the service was excellent, convenient and cheap ($8). She made no more advances on Mr. Dick, now she just wanted to sit beside me after the massage and tell me about her children. Every time I passed by she smiled and waved. When I came back from shopping she wanted to see what I had bought. She had already looked very closely for signs of a wedding ring and asked if there was a “Mrs.”. I got the feeling that she was having thoughts of she and her family spending eternity with me and my wallet. One morning I took a friend I had found the night before to a late breakfast at the Flipper Lodge restaurant. If looks could kill both me and my date would be charred grease spots on the floor in front of the beauty salon. There was a 40 year old lady standing guard between the front door of my hotel and the elevator to my room. I hadn’t felt like I needed to sneak out of my room since I was a teenager!
Hey guys!! I’m wise enough to know that if you take home a girl from the bar across the street from your hotel you are asking for trouble when you walk by with the next six nights dates. But, a couple of massages? COME ON NOW !!!
And another thing!! I can’t understand all the people posting that Thai women are possessive. What a lot of bunk that rumor is. Don’t believe it for a minute …….

What you have read up to this point is from something I started last February while staying in Pattaya at Flipper Lodge. I found it in my laptop this morning as I was sitting down at the beach and took the time to finish it. Nine weeks later I am back at the Flipper. I was treated like long lost family when I arrived to check in yesterday. The Doorman, the Bell Captain, the Security Officer and my favorite waiter at the breakfast table all greeted me with warm smiles and hand shakes. Yup … and the massage lady. Good news / I am forgiven my butterfly ways. Better news / She still gives a most excellent massage. Best news / She is leaving me alone and flirting scandalously with a fat old German fellow who is flirting back. May they live happily ever after.

You better believe they're possesive. The husbands/boyfriends do get away with fucking everything that walks, aslong as they are some what discreet and continue to provide for the family.

If they flaunt or do not take care of finances thet run the risk of getting drugged and getting their balls cut off. It's a fact.

There is a special wing in Mahidol hospital that specializes in reattaching genitals.

My wife is Thai Chinese so I've got very reliable information, also confirmed by my wife's sister and my brother inlaw from England.

Reattaching genitals???

Jesus, sounds just like Miami General...