Now, back to our regular programming. Like I said in a previous installment, I went to Living Dolls Showcase a lot. I introduced myself to the owner, an English chap named Ken, and found him to be a very nice guy. I ended up buying him a number of drinks during my stay in Pattaya and found the service there even friendlier than before.

One day I was hanging out and LDS2 told me that she was tired and asked me if I’d like to barfine someone else that night. Giver that I am, I “reluctantly” said “yes.” Since LDS1 was still “in the red,” I chose another of the showgirls, this little one (also sporting a few tattoos) who always seemed to be walking around topless (LDS3). She was at most 5ft tall and she said she weighed 42Kg. She was slim, sleek and built for speed. Her English was actually quite good, and I found her straightforwardness quite refreshing. Prior to going back to the hotel, I asked her if she was hungry. When she said that she was, I asked her where she wanted to eat (since I wasn’t hungry). She said how about McDonald’s. Stunned, I asked “are you sure?” She said yes. We took her food to go, and it felt quite surreal watching her eat her Filet O Fish sandwich in my hotel room.

She was quite fun and, being quite small, she was just the right size and weight for sex while standing up, with her legs around your waist. Quite a good position for building up your quads too. She also quite liked the pocket rocket I brought with me, although she didn’t have any use for the optional rabbit ear attachment. Like a lot of the gogo girls, she had a boyfriend that was in the American armed forces. She was the one who took me to the food court at the Royal Gardens. Afterwards, I went with her to the Big C, where she was having some pictures developed. While I was getting on the baht bus, my phone rang. It was LDS2, who wanted to know how LDS3’s pussy was. I told her it was very good and handed the phone over to LDS3 (I didn’t want to get too explicit, as the baht bus was full of tourists).

Although LDS3 was cool, I went back to barfining LDS2 for a couple more nights. One night, she took me back to her apartment to pick up a few things (she was going on an overnighter to Bkk). Her apartment was pretty small (think NYC studio apartment), but clean and nicer than I would have thought. It had the obligatory stuffed animals and a few portraits of herself, but, surprisingly, none of her boyfriend (an American serviceman who sends her over $500/month). Supposedly, he does not know that she still works in a gogo or has done “adult” movies. It was funny, she frequently said that “he fucking lie to me” about one thing or another, but didn’t find it ironic at all about her lies to him. In fact, she NEVER used the word “lie” by itself. It was always preceded by the word “fucking.” I have a nice picture of her nude on my bed talking on the phone to her boyfriend.

Bring on the pics.

Blazers,

I apologize, but I promised her that I'd be discrete w/ the pictures. Although I don't agree w/ her "fucking lying" to her boyfriend who is supporting her, I'd rather not upset her apple cart. Even pictures w/ her face blurred out would be recognizable because of her tattoos.

Other than her, I pretty much left my camera in the bag. Unlike Brazilian women, who for the most part LOVE getting the picture taken, the TG's didn't seem very enthusiastic. Never did bring my camera to a MP. I really should take a page out of your book!!