I called Ilaw and told him I needed to check out and then head down to Flipper House, and we agreed to meet for breakfast when I got back. I liked the Lek Hotel breakfast buffet (Epimetheus didn’t supposedly), but Ilaw’s chosen one from the beer bar the night before was still with him and said that the food was better at the Apex Hotel a couple blocks further down Second Road, so we headed there instead, and indeed, the food was decent for the same 99 baht price.
Ilaw’s girl was a little surprised that MY girl from the beer bar wasn’t still with ME, and I related the story about her being exiled and why. She seemed slightly sympathetic. Ilaw had apparently made quite an impression at that beer bar the evening before, and he told me about plans to go barhopping with the owner later that night. The man knows how to party, I will certainly give him that.
As Ilaw had never done the Soapie massage thing before, I suggested that we head down and check out the Sabai Dee and Sabai Lodge venues when they opened, at ~1 PM.
I wanted to head to the Big C mall in that general vicinity myself in order to try and get my cellphone fixed, as the top rubber part that was pressed to turn on/off on my well-used Nokia 3310 had long since worn away and there had apparently been damage internally. I got a quote of 800 baht (exchange rate was ~40-1, Bud!) for the repair from a shop upstairs on the second floor, which seemed like a LOT to me, as the phone itself was probably only worth about 50 bucks if working perfectly by then. But as 20 is cheaper than FIFTY, I handed it over and hoped for the best.
With the phone dropped off, we headed across the street to the closest MP to Soi 2, I can’t for the life of me remember WHICH that was, Sabai Land or Sabai Dee. There were about 20 girls in the very large fishbowl already at ~2 PM, and I suggested to Ilaw that we have a seat, order a beer and see if there was any inspiration there for him. I had done the Soapie thing on my first trip a year earlier, and while it was indeed a MUST experience in Thailand, but I was feeling too cheap to repeat the experience, figuring Soi 6 could probably do the same tricks for me (well, minus the BATH) for half the price.
There was quite a competition for our attention between two VERY large titted girls, and they were showing such massive tits that I was actually quite tempted to take one of them myself. The smiles, waves, etc. were very flattering, and if they had dropped the top of their long dresses to confirm that the tits were REAL I would have been defenseless and at their mercy. But as they were too big to be true on non-fat girls, it wasn’t hard for me to stick to my guns and say no when Ilaw picked the one with the BIGGER tits and decided to head upstairs for some fun with her. I wished him luck and we agreed to meet back at the cellphone place in the mall in a couple hours.
I stopped in at the OTHER soapie place on that side of Second Road just to see what the lineup looked like, and while there were slightly fewer girls in the fish bowl (the places had the same layout. Same owners?), the vibe was pretty much the same: A bunch of girls sitting around putting on makeup with a few of the big titted ones trying hard to attract my attention. Personally, I think it’d be cool if the soapie places had the girls strolling around and trying to interact with the customers instead of sitting in a fishbowl which gives little insight into personality, but obviously that ain’t the way it works.
After a quick 2 minute gawking session at the other Soapie place, I quickly walked down to Soi 6, where I managed to make it 1/3 of the way up the street before I was assaulted by the huge titted fat girl from a couple days before. She was DAMNED happy to see me, and remembering the incredible attitude that girl had, it wasn’t hard to let her at least drag me into the bar, and she had aGAIN convinced me to take her upstairs before my drink ever hit the table.
And the sex with her was even BETTER than it had been the first time. The girl absolutely RAPED ME. And then after getting me all soapy and rubbed all over in the shower (SEE! Who needs the bathtub and air mattress!!!) she raped me aGAIN after the massage I requested made something ‘pop up’. 350 baht for the barfine/loom, 500 standard fee for her, 200 baht tip because she made sparks fly out my ass TWICE – not a half bad price for an afternoon of FUN!
I had to hurry back to the mall to meet Ilaw, and luckily my phone was ready and working. He said the soapie experience was fun, and I was glad that he had a good time.
We hopped a baht bus back towards the hotel, but ended up stopping in at Tahitian Queen again and having some girls bum rush us and force us to grope them and buy them drinks for awhile while listening to the classic rock, soaking up the A/C and watching the girls shaking their stuff onstage. Again, not a half-bad way to spend an afternoon!
Ilaw decided to barfine his girl and take her for a short-time spin, but we agreed to meet up at Tequila Reef for dinner in a few hours. I stayed for awhile at TQ pounding draft Heinekens, then headed over to a nearby beer bar complex on Beach Road and played a couple games of pool with some sweet beer bar girls while having even more beer.
Photo: Pool Girls 23
When the time came for me to walk down to Soi 7 and meet for dinner, I was probably more than a little drunk and was feeling the NEED to get something in my stomach besides cerveza.
Tequila Reef on Soi 7 near Beach Road has what I’d call OK Mexican food. Epimetheus really likes the place and had taken me there in December, and I enjoyed the experience both times I’d been there.
After dinner Ilaw and I headed up the Soi 7 beer bar gauntlet, and ended up stopping in to a bar on the left side that had an obvious katoey with inCREDIBLE cleavage aggressively trying to attract customers. While not NEARLY drunk enough to want to parTAKE, I DID want to take ‘its’ picture, but ‘it’ demanded money for the privilege (or a ‘ladies’ drink), and I refused. Of course I tried to take a few pics on the fly, which got it all excited.
Finally, after a bunch of crappy long distance shots, I agreed that I’d pay 100 baht for a few pics, and we walked toward the back and I got a couple.
Photos: Incredible Cleavage 24 25 26 27
My new friend said ‘she’ was a post-op and had all working girl parts. I had no interest in finding out for myself, I’ll leave that for the more adventurous on the board.
Ilaw said he wanted to head back to the beer bar complex we were at the night before, but on a whim I borrowed his phone and called Jack, the Pepperming girl I had met the night before. She was quite happy to hear from me and said she wanted to go out, it was her night off. I told her I’d meet her at my new hotel (Gee, she knew where it was. How LUCKY!!!) in an hour. Having entirely too much experience mongering in Mexico, as always, I was almost SURE she wouldn’t show up.
Ilaw and I ducked into some deSERTED restaurant halfway up Soi 7 when I saw two cuties outside, and pretty soon a drunken Porker was buying drinks for everybody in the bar (yeah, all FIVE of us!) and telling some waitress I loved her.
Photos: Soi 7 Waitress 28 29 30
This fun was interrupted when Jack called Ilaw and asked where I was. She was 10 minutes EARLY! I told her ‘coming, Honey’, and 3 minutes later we were in the lobby trying to figure out what to do.
I was a bit too drunk for sex (unfortunately! Jack looked HOT!!!). Ilaw said he was heading over to the beer bars across the street again. Jack wanted to go barhopping on Walking Street, so off we went. With her help I found out that baht buses would cut through the sois and pick people up to take them up Beach Rd. and that you didn’t have to actually walk all the way to the end of the block to get one. I guess this is a no-brainer for all of YOU, but for a drunken Porker, I thought that was pretty cool!
Jack had apparently started working at a place called Big Willies, and she suggested we head there first. I told her I needed to hit an ATM first, and the first several we tried on Walking Street all seemed to be out of service. She kept telling me ‘there’s another one’ as we proceeded down the street. Damn, How’d SHE know???
Successfully re-loaded with baht, we headed upstairs into Big Willies, and the place was almost EMPTY of guys on a Monday night. She was greeted by both the mamasan and the guy she said was the owner, who had a small group of American guys with him. We sat with them and spent a leisurely hour or so looking at a bunch of bored girls onstage wishing they had customers. Too bad, as it was a decent lineup.
Of course our next stop, Peppermint, blew it the hell away, and there never seemed to be any shortage of customers there. As they had the night before, the door guys took my fanny pack with camera and stashed it in a drawer outside before we entered. I was a bit nervous about giving it up, but figured at least I had a witness if it somehow ended up missing.
We headed toward the back fishbowl where Jack usually did her dancing for ping pong balls, and she disappeared several times to go visit with the girls she noramlly worked with there. Jack was almost the perfect companion that night, and I was pretty damned happy with the way the night was turning out. I had a decent buzz going and drank quite slowly to make sure I didn’t get sloppy/dizzy drunk. We stayed at Peppermint for about an hour when Jack suggested that we get something to eat and then go home. Sounds good to me!
I figured she’d take me to some restaurant or Thai food stand, but instead she walked me past a bunch of bars on some side street off of Walking Street to a bunch of trailers that had food stands in front of them. The place she led me to specialized in german sausages! I ended up having currywurst for the first time in probably 25 years! I think the whole meal for both of us came to about 200 baht, so I was pretty pleased with the way that turned out.
We hopped in a baht bus to nominally go back to the hotel, but I told Jack that I wanted to go one more place, down to soi 2 where I had spent so much time on my first (brief) trip to Pattaya the summer before. I was a bit nostalgic for that place and wanted to see if some of the same people I had met the time before were still around, though I’m sure they wouldn’t rememeber me nearly as well as I remembered them
We didn’t quite get that far, however, as I was FLOORED when the SAME BAND that had been playing at the Heineken beer pavilion outside the KFC at Big C mall was still playing there, and playing almost the exact same set as I had heard a year earlier. I made Jack sit and listen with me, and of course we had to have a pitcher of Heineken to get the full experience.
Jack lasted about 20 minutes listening to Hotel California before she said she wanted to go back to my room. It took me all of about two seconds of looking at her sexy self to say, uh, ‘YEAH, BABY!’, and soon enough the Baht bus was delivering us back to Soi 7.
Jack’s immediate response was ‘small loom’ when we got to my humble abode, and she asked me why I ahd switched. I told her (partially true!) that the A/C at Dynasty was making me sick, and didn’t mention the fact that it was 1/3 cheaper, which I’m sure she probably could tell.
As I was sporting about a 9:30 shadow, Jack requested that I shave before heading to bed, and actually I would have done so without the request. Obviously I shoulda done so before our date, but when out drinking and barhopping with Ilaw, and with half a mind that she wouldn’t show up, I had just blown it off before.
Of course when the shave/shower ended up taking nearly 20 minutes, when I came out with my ‘HERE’S JOHNNY’ game face on, my Thai go-go hottie had turned into Sleeping Beauty! FUCK!
I had been faced with a soundly sleeping girl on a couple of occasions in Asia, and usually figured that it couldn’t hurt to just let her sleep, that there would be plenty of time for morning boom boom. And as I was still a bit drunk myself, I figured that despite the vitamin V I had just popped, that I could stand some sleep myself before (hopefully) having a couple of morning slices. I also was pretty sure that Jack was going to stick around for awhile as she had told me that she wanted to take me to meet her Mom the next day.
Things didn’t quite turn out as expected, however. I woke up damned early after the booze wore off, and with a HUGE morning boner that was SCREAMING for attention. I tried to be a nice guy and ignore it for 5 minutes or so and try and go back to sleep, but my better half wasn’t taking NO for an answer. So I started rubbing my sleeping chick and pressing my boner aginst her backside to gently wake her up. She did ultimately stir a bit, and pretty soon I was kissing her all the way down and then covering up for penetration.
Photos: Jack - Peppermint 31 32 33
The sex turned out to be rather unenergetic on her part, like she was going through the motions, which might be understandable under the circumstances of having just been woken up by some horny pervert with a raging boner. Thinking a bit too much about her lack of interest kind of made ME lose my excitement about penetrating a glorified blow-up doll, and pretty soon I just did my best to try and concentrate on squirting to make sure it wasn’t a total loss.
After the post-coital shower Jack announced that she wanted to go home as she would sleep better there, but that we should meet up again later in the day. Warning alarms started ringing, but I had no real reason to doubt her sincerity, and actually I SLEEP a lot better alone myself, so I wasn’t too awfully opposed to that arrangement myself. We agreed on a movie later, and that I’d call her by noon to arrange things (it was about 6:30 at that point).
Still quite confused about what to pay her, I ended up giving her 2500 baht. I had half a mind to give her the same 2K I had before, since she had conveniently fallen asleep at boom2 time the night before and was leaving REALLY damned early, but I figured that she HAD spent the whole night with me and I believed her when she said she was coming back and figured I’d only be paying her a little extra in the afternoon and only if we had some GOOD sex to make up for the morning’s lame stuff.
She took off, I watched TV for a bit and then slept intermittently for a few hours while BLISSFULLY happy that I was a completely free man of leisure in the land of Puki. Who was almost guaranTEED happiness as long as the baht supply was in full gear – something that ended up being a severe crisis a few short hours later.
