Epimetheus and I had breakfast next door as usual, and he was extra flirtatious with a young, cute waitress that morning, and she giggled up a storm over all the attention. A few well timed compliments delivered in a creative way can work wonders. We decided to head straight back to Bangkok that morning upon checking out, though a part of me wanted to drop the bags at the front desk of Sabai Lodge and head back to Soi 6 for some more afternoon fun. Unfortunately they didn’t really open until 2 PM, which meant we were committing the whole day to that if we did it. While I liked Pattaya, I was leaving the next day to go back to Manila, and wanted to be in Bangkok and checked back into the Dynasty Inn at a decent hour.
Back at the room packing, I was actually expecting my first night’s beer bar girl to show up at 10 AM as she had promised to come over that morning to cut my hair. The Mamasan from the night before had also mentioned possibly coming over at one point the night before, but after our little dispute over how much she should be paid for short time, I wouldn’t be surprised if both decided to just cut their losses with this CHEAP CHARLIE!
Epi insisted that he wanted to take a taxi back to Bangkok, and I really didn’t want to. Solely based on expense, of course. I am very used to buses and there was no way I could justify an extra 500 baht each just in the name of convenience. But when he said he’d treat me to the ride, I wasn’t going to turn it down! And it certainly was FASTER, as we easily made it door to door from hotel to hotel within two hours despite stopping at a convenience store along the way.
Checking into the Dynasty was a breeze again, and this time my new room was even better than the time before, though it was only like two doors down on the corner. Something completely unexpected, this time I actually had a WINDOW and ended up with a GREAT view of the area behind Nana Plaza. I will state again my lifelong heightened state of excitement when in a big city, and my stay in Bangkok did absolutely nothing to diminish that.
After checking in and getting settled it was mid-afternoon and stuffing my face became a priority. Epi mentioned that he had plans for a movie that afternoon with a girl he knew at a nearby beer bar, and after heading back to Sukhumvit to the ATM we stopped there on our way to Bus Stop Beer Bar so he could pay that girl’s barfine.
On our way past the food stands in front of NEP, however, I almost bumped into a girl with her friend that was wearing a shirt showing the lower half of her midriff and a rather cute (if just about 10% pudgy) tummy. She was very outgoing and invited us to eat with them, but all I could do was joke around with her and talk directly into her naked tummy which she though was extremely funny. With her outgoing manner I guessed she was probably a bar girl, but as I had never seen her before, had no idea that she actually worked at a beer bar very nearby, and that she had probably spoken to me so confidently because Epi was a regular at her bar. Anyway, when we left I thought absolutely nothing more about the incident, and after paying Epi’s girl’s barfine we headed to Bus Stop for food.
My first visit to Bus Stop came after I had just eaten Thai food, but seeing a bunch of whiteys sitting around eating that day, the food had looked really good. And it didn’t disappoint, although the extreme grease involved in “fish and chips” combined with the humidity had me probably dripping grease like a PIG on a spit from my forehead for 12 hours afterward!
My short-time waitress from earlier in the week came right over and waited on us, and I bought her a drink to be nice, which only led to her sitting BEHIND US while we ate as I guess she didn’t want to bother us while eating. Or maybe she didn’t like it that I couldn’t remember her real name for the life of me (those Thai names again!) and kept calling her “Number Two” carrying on my joke from earlier in the week. Oh well, while she wasn’t at all a BAD lay, she hadn’t been enough of a firecracker to be a repeat anyway. Oh, and she only had B cup tits!
We headed back to the beer bar nearer to Dynasty to pick up Epi’s girl, and LO AND BEHOLD, the girl with the cute tummy from the street vendor encounter an hour before came running up to me excitedly with a reaction like a puppy who had just been let out of its cage. Wow! I initially thought the girl was kind of cute, though her looks would definitely grow on me later, especially her BEAUTIFUL long, silky, jet black hair. But her body (outside of her tummy which, again, I found ‘cute’) didn’t really have what I normally went straight for. She was a little tall for a Thai girl and wasn’t remotely showing any cleavage.
But as I was bowled over by her attitude, I offered to buy her a drink while she went to fetch the cold towel to cool me down and clean me off. Epi had offered to let me tag along on his movie date, and I had originally declined, not wanting to be a third wheel or anything, but the thought suddenly occurred to me that maybe this little puppy dog eyed girl might have a good time tagging along. After she ‘married me’ in the bar by giving me her ring she was wearing (which promptly got STUCK on my finger!), I ran taking her to the movies by Epi, asked him about the barfine info (I think it was 400, and Epi said there would be no expectation of tip if we didn’t have sex later – something I wasn’t sure I even wanted from her), and decided, WHAT THE FUCK, and asked her if she’d like to go. She said yes, and I paid the barfine and went to my room down the street to change into contacts (she had asked to see me without glasses) and see if I could get the ring off my finger (I did, pulling really hard).
Twenty minutes later the four of us were walking towards SkyTrain and planning to head to MBK mall. While walking hand in hand with Tummy Girl, not a care in the world, I passed a girl that looked familiar but shorter, and when she gave me a full on STARE as we passed, I knew something was up, but WHAT didn’t immediately register. It hit me about a full second after she had passed and about exactly at the time Epi simply said “BUSTED!!!”. It was Monday night’s big-titted beer bar girl that I had been forced to PROMISE to see that night – and something I had been really looking forward to all week while in Pattaya. OH SHIT! Thoughts started racing in my mind, and convinced myself immediately that the girl had been PISSED seeing me like that. Of course I didn’t feel that I had done anything wrong – I was merely walking down the street holding hands with a girl in the late afternoon, hours before her bar even opened. While she HAD given me her phone number, I was damned if I was going to get tied down with one girl ONLY on vacation, no matter HOW BIG her tits were. In my mind I still had plenty of time to go find her later that night, but kept wondering over and over for the next couple hours if that was going to be feasible or not.
The SkyTrain experience was incredible to me, and would have been a little overwhelming if Epi and the girls hadn’t been there to hold my hand through buying tickets (20 baht each – taking a taxi would have been cheaper but taken longer and been cramped), standing on the right platforms, and changing trains. While standing there waiting for the train and dripping sweat, I ended up putting my arms around Tummy Girl, who simply molded her body against mine. Epi and I seemed to get a lot of stares from locals on the SkyTrain, but I long since lost my shyness about carrying on with bargirls in front of ‘normal’ people I didn’t know. Actually getting on the air-conditioned trains felt SOOOO good after being in the heat outside.
We arrived at MBK and entered right into the mall. It seemed initially to be very bg and modern, but by the time we reached about floor SIX, it became obvious that this place was fucking HUGE and AWESOME. I played the rube tourist and had to stop for a pic as at one point close to the top floor, there was a huge open space from the ceiling to the floor that seemed to be nothing but 300 feet of LIGHTS.
We got to the theaters near the top of the mall only to find that we had missed the previous round of start times, and had about a two hour wait for the next one. As my watch had never been changed from Manila time, I thought it was only an hour wait when we bought the tickets, or I might have been a bit put off over having to hang out for that long. But when Epi suggested that we look around and maybe buy the girls some ice cream, it sounded good to me.
We headed all the way back down to the ground level and hit Baskin Robbins, a place I had been to about exactly ONCE in my life in the States (ice cream’s a lot cheaper in the store!), and it was a pretty cool experience. I remember thinking that getting this quality ice cream was nothing I had ever expected in Asia, but there is a huge western culture influence in Bangkok. Of course once the ice cream arrived, Tummy Girl had to FEED ME, and it was pretty cool.
After ice cream we walked around the lower floors of the mall, and holding hands with Tummy Girl became very normal and comfortable, as did leaning against her whenever we stopped for a minute. We passed an optical shop we had passed on the way up to the movies, and I bought two boxes of disposable contacts that I couldn’t even find in my hometown in Mexico for 1400 baht – almost exactly half the price that would normally be charged in Mexico, assuming I could find them. While I am all in favor of doctors, the notion that one needs to get their eyes checked every time (well, within a year) they want a new pair of contacts when they buy them in the States or over the internet is something I find rather stupid.
After that we ended up in a music store, and Tummy Girl seemed to be very into the latest go go bar pop songs I had been hearing for weeks. When she found a compilation CD that had a bunch of the songs on it, I told her I’d buy it for her. 200 baht – BIG SPENDER!!! And after that, the girl that had been moon-eyed and rather affectionate before became full on lovey dovey. While I had originally thought there would only be a small chance I’d take this girl back to my room for sex (Epi’s date was with more of a friend too, rather than a sex object), and after obsessing over the big-titted girl we passed on the way to SkyTrain, it was becoming clear that Tummy Girl and I were hooked up, and it was promising to be GOOD! And the more that I looked at her and felt her next to me, the more attractive she got. The girl I had originally thought of as kind of a Plain Jane, was actually young and pretty. I gotta open my eyes more and broaden my horizons instead of automatically just scanning the room for hooters!
We STILL had time to kill, so we headed for the theater area again and bought some popcorn (which ended up getting thrown around. Go figure!) while waiting for the previous movie to clear out. When we got in, I was a bit surprised that the seats were numbered, and there was actually reserved seating – a first for me anywhere in the world.
The seating was also unlike anything I had ever experienced before, overstuffed lazy boys instead of traditional movie seats. While these were comfortable, I ended up HATING THEM because there were two big fat armrests between me and my date, making cuddling next to impossible. As others have mentioned before in Thai reports, at some point before the movie, you had to stand up during the national anthem and watch a salute to the King. My mind was racing at that point what MIGHT happen if I just said FUCK THIS (as I wanted to) and sat the fuck down, but images of Midnight Express and that Claire Danes/Kate Beckinsale BKK prison movie (Brokedown Palace) motivated me to just shut up, grin and bear it.
As the movie was some of the worst crap an adult could ever actually be punished by being forced to watch (Tomb Raider Dos!), I had PLENTY of time to curse the seats and let my mind wander about my trip (and nod off more than once). I was easily able to keep my hand on Tummy Girl’s exposed stomach the whole time, and that was fun, but she got a little squirmy when I unbuttoned her pants and tried to go south with my hand. Prude!
I took a break for 5 minutes or so during the movie (yeah, I probably missed the ‘best part’, but I was falling asleep!) to go find a bathroom (where I popped ½ a V, just for fun) and checked out a bookstore near the theater that had a SHITLOAD of books in Thai! I also saw a couple of DUDES, one Whitey, one Thai and younger, locked in embraces like Tummy Girl and I had been locked in while we had been putzing around the mall, and it suddenly dawned on me that GEE, EVEN THE FLITS probably flocked to Bangkok to indulge in hedonistic pleasures. It didn’t bother me a whole lot – I lived in the Bay Area for a few years – but it did strike me as weird.
After the ‘film’ FINALLY ended, Epi sent his date home in a taxi (her feet were KILLING HER) and we jumped in another, hoping we could get him to Eden Club before 10 PM so he could barfine his new fave from there. The second the door shut on Tummy Girl and me in the back seat her tongue was down my throat and she started rubbing my dick. Uh, looks like I was gonna be hooked up for awhile, so yet again, no Eden for ME!!! We dropped Epi off and then walked the couple blocks back to Dynasty when we got stuck in traffic on Sukhumvit for the last time.
We went straight to my room, immediately started making out and then traded showers. More making out and then we traded some brief oral action before screwing like monkeys for the next hour and a half, 100% GFE all the way. I had waited a whole week in Thailand to have a session like the ones I had 90% of the time in Angeles City, and finally, on my last night, it fell right in my lap!
We talked for a little while after/between boom boom, but communication wasn’t the easiest with her limited English (it was funny seeing her vocab list from an English class previously that evening, though!) and my not knowing a single fucking word in Thai besides BAHT. Doing what any logical person would do in that situation, I cuddled up next to her, turned on the TV to an English program and felt her fall asleep in my arms.
As it was still farily early (about 12:30 AM), I took a chance and called Epi, and it turned out that he had missed his girl at Eden and had ended up grabbing one from Nana Plaza that he had just finished with short time. We agreed to head out, and I told him that I wanted to go find that girl in the beer bar I had passed on the street that afternoon. I could still keep my promise to SEE her, though I had no intention of kicking Tummy Girl out and replacing her.
Of course once we got to her bar she wasn’t there, which bummed me out more than a little not being able to explain anything to her or say goodbye as I was leaving early the next day. Epi was playing grabass with multiple girls as usual while I sat there pouting, but even if I wasn’t in a bad mood, I don’t think the place had the energy it had a few nights earlier.
2 AM seemed to sneak up on us, and a cop showed up to tell them lights out at about 1:58. We headed straight for the entrance to NEP to watch the freakshow parade by at the end of the night, and I ended up being sent into a much MORE foul mood, as the only things that ever looked in my direction were 6 feet tall with Adam’s apples, and one fucking JOTO kept getting right next to me and reaching for my pockets. Epi wasn’t too concerned, told me ‘just keep your hands in your pockets, like me’, but that meant I couldn’t ward off hands reaching for my wallet or my dick. I needed a wall to lean against BADLY.
I finally convinced Epi to head to the Nana Hotel coffee shop, and the amount of hotties there that night was a factor of 3-4 times greater than it had been when I had been there on a Sunday night my first night in town. A real CUTIE (whose friend was awful looking) ended up sitting at a table very near ours and I caught her staring at me several times. As I was hooked up for the night and Epi wasn’t, I made him trade seats with me so she could stare at HIM instead, and he made a little small talk with her (she was a Soi Cowboy go go girl) but didn’t pursue things, which may have ended up difficult with her ugly friend being with her. We took a pic of her – call her Soi Cowboy girl.
The other event of note at the Nana Hotel coffee shop that night was an appearance by my two lame Mandarin girls from my aborted threesome my first night in town. Gee, it was surprising they didn’t come over and say HI and introduce us to their dates, and that they ended up sitting with their backs to us!
As there was really no point in me hunting for a girl at all that night, I ended up back in the room with Tummy Girl and slept intermittently for a few hours thinking about the Filipinas I had missed so much in the week I had been gone. I had another round with Tummy Girl at some point that night/morning, and again, it was GFE all the way.
Morning came soon enough and I took Tummy Girl downstairs for breakfast where Epi joined us soon after and as my departure time for the airport was approaching. I went back to the room to finish packing and then made a mad dash to Sukhumvit to get rid of all my baht and shop for the stuff I had ignored all week – some gifts for the Filipinas I had promised, some more generic vitamin V.
I gave Tummy Girl 1500 for the night (which I thought was a little too generous) and tried to give Epi 400 or so I had left over which was EMBARRASINGLY little compared to everything he had done for me and all the shit he had simply grabbed the check for during the trip, starting with my GIFT of Airport Girl and the van ride from the airport on my arrival in Manila on my first day. Of course he refused (maybe holding out until I owe him a C-note or something on the next trip!!!), and told me to spend it at the airport.
Tummy Girl said she wanted to ride with me to the airport, and it sounded cool to me. But as we were loading my stuff into a taxi across the street from Dynasty, I felt SOMETHING jar a nearly empty can of coke out of my hand and fall to the ground. Before I could even say the words ‘what the FUCK’, a black SUVstopped right in front of me and the taxi driver started yelling at ME. The SUV had hit the door as I had opened it. Of course being the dumbass foreigner, I had opened the WRONG door to get inside the taxi – the one facing oncoming traffic, but the lanes weren’t THAT narrow that it was truly my fault for some fucker hitting the door, especially when he should have seen a bunch of people standing next to it before it opened.
My life flashed before my eyes! It was still two hours before my flight, but here some Thai fucker was YELLING AT ME and the cops were sure to get involved, and it could easily be seen as being at least partially my fault for being an IDIOT and opening the wrong door without looking, not to mention that I was a Whitey and all the horror stories I had heard about Thai police. And the cabbie already had my suitcase in his trunk and didn’t look to be in any hurry to give it back to me and send it on my way. Also what became clear very quickly was that while this was a minor accident, there was body damage to both vehicles that would have to be fixed, and that was not going to be CHEAP.
No shrinking violet, when the taxi driver started yelling at ME, I started yelling (not giving a shit that the guy probably spoke 0 English) that it was the fucking SUV driver that had hit him. The SUV driver (a local Asian) just stood there looking like ‘Oh FUCK’. Epi had been warned by someone that saw what happened that I was outside and there was trouble happening and he came over to see what was going on. But it was Tummy Girl that MAYBE saved my ass when in the middle of me yelling back at the taxi driver she asked me if ‘my arm was OK’. I had forgotten all about anything like that, I think the door had hit the Coke can only, and my arm was perfectly fine. But when she brought up my arm to the taxi driver and the cop who showed up almost immediately, things suddenly started looking a lot better for me.
With Tummy Girl there to tell my side of the story, the cop almost immediately got the driver to get my suitcase out of the trunk and told me I could go! I wasted no time going to the taxi driver in front of that one with the now fucked up door, said goodbye to Epi once again, kissed Tummy Girl goodbye, and hauled my supremely reLIEVED fat ass to the airport! I DID NOT NEED ALL THAT DRAMA!!!
The taxi ride to the airport was a breeze, and was a LOT cheaper via the meter than the incoming ride from the airport. I still had plenty of time as the airport was practically deserted at 10 AM or so. And the sign showed that my Kuwait Air flight had been delayed an hour as it was, so I ended up with a lot of time to kill. So much that I started getting scared when a couple hours later the clouds became VERY ominous and it started to rain, soon after which they announced another delay at the gate. I was SURE the flight was going to get canceled, but luckily it did end up taking off, but two and a half hours late. I hoped my driver in Manila was smart enough to call about the flight arrival status.
I was a little bummed that I would be arriving in Angeles much later than I thought I would that night, but at least I was on my way back to PARADISE! Oh, but I was coming from PARADISE too! With still 6 nights of debauchery to go… Life was STILL good!
Photos: Tummy Girl 136 137
Photo: Soi Cowboy Girl 138
.. Porker, your terrific report brings back all the memories of Bangkok. Tummy girl is really cute. That's not the end of the trip... wow.