I ate dinner in Pattong then wandered around a bit while I waited for the bars to get going. Long before it was open, I dropped into the new Crocodile Disco to check it out. It looks mighty impressive from outside, but inside it’s dark and loud. I’ll stick with Tai Pan.

I decided to head down Soi Eric to say hello to Ting – maybe bar fine her too. I managed to get about half way down (fending off numerous mediocre looking hello girls) when my eye caught a sweet young thing sitting alone. I chatted her up, bought drinks and suffered through several defeats of Connect 4 before deciding to bar fine her.

As we walked out, I couldn’t get over the number of absolute babes just coming to work at 9PM. Had I been a little less hasty in my selection, I might have ended up with one of those sweet honeys. “No buyer’s remorse, old boy!” I reminded myself.

Ann was 24 but didn’t look a day over 18 (God, I love Thai girls). She was a bit heavy but had plenty of curves. I took her to Karon beach where she declined an offer to have a look at the beach at night. I suggested we might do so later and we made our way to the hotel. There, we showered and hit the sack.

She was giggly and pretended to enjoy herself, but there was simply no chemistry. The clincher came when I proposed we move our little party into the Jacuzzi on the balcony. She reluctantly got in, but it was painfully obvious that she didn’t want to be there.

“Do you want to go back to Pattong?” I asked. She nodded enthusiastically. “OK, I said, we’ll call this a short time,” and I got dressed. I dropped her off at the top of Soi Eric twenty minutes later. Had I found a parking spot right there, I would have gone after Ting, or at least check out the honeys I saw earlier. As it was I had to park well away and ended up in the Tiger complex.

There were quite a few cuties here, but there was some serious party action going on at a few of the bars. It was a good vibe and I decided to hang around. One recently opened bar had a good mix of employees, good looking and not-so-good looking. A couple of the girls had really gotten into the spirit of things and were dancing it up on the cement bar. One firm tummied doll kept my attention and I bought her a drink for dancing so well.

There was a rather shy girl hiding out against the wall. She was smiling and dancing, but doing so behind everyone else. I encouraged her to come out and managed to get her onto the bar after bribing her with a drink. I was quite surprised when she waied me in thanks (that’s the prayer-like gesture you often see in Thailand, but rarely in Thai bars).

Gin knew very little English, but she was all smiles and wais for me. Although her sexy little black dress covered her stomach, I could see she was a hard body. Through her friends at the bar, I learned that she wasn’t exactly working the bar; she had come with her friends on a holiday. However, I learned that she could be bar fined for a token amount. “Hmm …”

After hanging around a bit, I figured Gin might be a lot of fun to take home. She was so deferential toward me I figured nothing could go wrong. If you’ve ready more than a few of my trip reports, you can just imagine where this is going.

I ask Gin if she’d like to go with me. Conversation between her and her friends and me ensues. It turns out that it’s the wrong time of the month for Gin. “Damn.”

I had been scanning the bar area keeping an eye on the other girls, but nothing really caught my eye. As the night progressed, I was getting a bit tired. The thought of a cuddly companion for the night was my first priority, sex was second. I decided that if Gin wanted to snuggle up with me for the night, I’d forgo the sex. I knew that she could give a good massage, however, so I figured it would be a comfortable evening. I put the question to her and her friends.

After determining that “Boom-boom” was not on the menu that night, Gin agreed to come with me. The whole trip to Karon beach, she had her arms wrapped around me oh-so lovingly. I parked the bike at the beach and lead her toward the boardwalk over the dunes. She started jabbering and looking worried. After a few minutes, I figured out that she didn’t want to go to the beach when it was so dark because she was afraid of ghosts! Well, there you go.

We registered her at the hotel desk and went upstairs. Looking around the room, she was all smiles. She was also fascinated by the Jacuzzi. “I’ll show you that one later,” I pantomimed. I indicated we should get a shower. There was no way she was getting in the shower with me, I learned. OK, so she’s a bit shy and she’s on her period. I gave her the benefit of the doubt. She asked me if I had a t-shirt she could wear. I gave her one of my short-sleeve button-up shirts and she vanished into the bathroom.

She came out wearing my shirt over her dress. I had her take the dress off and went in for a quick wash-up. I went back into the room with just a towel wrapped around me; she was under the blankets. I crawled in beside her for a hug and kiss, but she did not reciprocate.

“Massage?” I asked. She smiled and went to work on me. She was actually quite good. When she was finished, I took her out to the Jacuzzi, got in and showed her how it worked. I gestured for her to join me, reiterating the fact that there’d be no boom-boom. She backed away, pressing herself up against the wall. “Damn!”

She could probably read the expression on my face because she lit up with a bright idea. She would massage my head while I lay in the Jacuzzi. Well, it was better than nothing, I suppose.

When we finished, we went to bed. She was attempting to draw herself in as much as possible. Guiding her hand between my legs, I thought I might break the ice a bit by having her give me another massage. She squealed and squirmed and I gave up the idea. “Wombat, ya big gomo, you’ve bedded a cherry-girl.”

So, I was left unsatisfied sexually and … damn if I know the word for when you want a good long cuddle and you don’t get one. Anyway, it was not a good night, but it wasn’t as bad as the night before so “Things are improving, Wombat!”

I took Gin back to Pattong the next morning. It was rather amusing to see the reaction of Farang beach bums as I drove along with this cute gal in a little black dress riding side-saddle, clinging to me on the back of the bike. She guided me to the road where she was staying. I slipped a 500THB note into her little bag and drove off as she walked down the path to her room.

Wombat Entertaining as always .
BTW the phrase for only cuddling is --
Got choi choi-- (Got rhymes with ought) -- choi choi means only. Or Got noi--- hug a little-- same as Joob noi - kiss , Hom noi -sniff kiss, etc.

Be very careful with pronounciation.
Gat (rhymes with lot) means bite.
Got ( rhymes with goat) means angry. Subtle differences in pronunciation or tone in Thai have vastly different meanings.

Polite little Gin

Photo: Polite Gin