Batam Escapades – Series II (Now where the hell did I find this ‘dead cewek’ ?)



“What’s happening, are we going?”

The SMS from 5cents beeped at me on Wed evening in Singapore.

“Yes, of course, we’re booked for the 12.25 ferry from Changi tomorrow,” I replied, “will pick you up at 11.40am.”

So Thurs 28th Oct. morning, I woke early at 7am to clear my desk to ensure that I would have a guilt-free afternoon away from Singapore at Tering Bay Golf Course in Batam and, the après-golf thereafter.

Exactly at 11.30am, I picked up my clothes bag, slid the golf bag over my shoulder and moved out of the home to hail a taxi. Shot out SMS messages to 5cents and Ghenggis, “on the way, get ready.” By 12.05pm, our taxi had arrived in Changi, Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal, Singapore. We were soon rubbing shoulders with all the regular Singapore gamblers on their way to Nongsa in Batam too.

Poor souls, how many of them will be losing their pants again! I knew we were going to ‘drop’ ours of course!

The ride was smooth despite the rain and, the staff of the golf course met us on arrival to clear us through immigration and put us on the courtesy bus to Tering Bay Golf Course.

The weather cleared and, we soon completed 18 holes after which we took a light meal at the coffee shop there just to relax and oogle the sexy tight bodied waitresses.

Meanwhile, Ghengis had already been in contact with two prospective companions S****a and A** that he wanted to check out that evening.

5cents had decided he was not going to repeat E** from Island Garden and wanted instead to go choose another lady from there for a change. I was hungry to bonk E** having had her only once. I do like the way she rolls in the hay.

Sent out an SMS message, “malam ni, abang mau kau, E** ada kerja?”. (Tonight I want you, E**, are you working?)

No answer, so I called her number instead and sweet E** said, “tidak dapat pesan kau, tapi aku di Pekan Baru, mau datang sini?” (Did not get your message, I am at Pekan Baru, want to come here?)

I said, “Sayang, gila?, aku di Batam sekarang bagainmana boleh ka situ! Lain kali jumpa lah ok.” (Darling you mad? I am in Batam, how can I go there now! See you another time OK).

So, there it was, on a Thursday evening, in the middle of Ramadan, I was in Batam with an “open” evening quite free to be hunted by one of the freelancers who I expect to prowl the floors of Pacific Disco the same evening.

We checked into the hotel on arrival in Nagoya and took a taxi to Oki where we ate dinner at Siang Heng again, (our favourite stall). The cooking is good and the prices most reasonable and, they made us feel like VVIP.

Dinner done, we hopped into a taxi to Island Garden’s KTV to check out the collection there.

At 9.30pm, there were only 7 ladies left. We called two over to sit with us. One was really shy and kept her focus on the TV screen. The other lady, put out her hand and introduced herself to 5cents. SOLD.

Within minutes, 5cents slipped Mami Coen his half a million (about US$59/-) and we then proceeded to Classic Pub for some pre-disco drinking and pool. I decided not to take the shy one for obvious reasons.

On the way, I took a quick diversion to the hotel to drop off a bottle of red wine that we had not finished during dinner and a ‘dump’. By the time I arrived at Classic, 5cents was playing pool with his new girl E**** and Ghenggis was in romantic gear chatting up S**** one of the waitresses, his new ‘project’ there.

I noticed two foreign gentlemen (known as Bules here) sweet talking two of the waitresses on this almost-empty night at Classic. Ghenggis had made appointments with S***** as well as A** to meet at Pacific Disco later, keeping all options open.

I played two losing rounds with 5cents before we hopped into a taxi to go to Pacific Disco at 11.40pm.

One of the doormens never forgot his generous tip (all of 20,000rp) received from Ghenggis during our previous visit so we were presidentially escorted in and a table found for us.

We soon had girls arriving in the vicinity to check us out. Yes, in Pacific, the “hunters are hunted” all the time. Two of E****’s colleagues from Island Garden came in to sit with us. One was L** who I had rejected (despite her good looks) on a previous visit, because she had come across as unfriendly. I drifted round the disco to check out the talents instead.

As I made my round, I knew it would be a quick night before I hit my mark. The disco was filling up nicely and more talents were arriving as the minutes ticked by.

Freelance ‘Mami’ Vera was suddenly right in front of me parading her 4 girls. I enquired with her if Winda (one of my favourites) was still with her and she said NO.
Instead, she pushed two of her young ladies at me of which one looked quite OK.
I asked “ cewek ni service bagus tak?”(is this girl’s service good?) and Mami answered me, “oh ya, tentu bagus ambil lah.” (Yes definitely good, take her)

I pulled her closer to have a better look because I did not like the way she was dressed. Hot pants and some frilly see through top and white boots! “Mau ikut abang malam ni?” (want to be with me tonight?), I asked? She nodded and smiled.

Awful clothes, I thought. My hands groped her thighs and body and, I was thrilled by the fine young smooth skin of hers.

Showed Mami 3 fingers and said ,“300,000 ok?” She looked at me, and said, “OK.”
Vera always tries me for 400,000! Good deal I thought to myself.

Paid up, held her hand and brought her back to our table. There, 5cents was as usual seated and happily watching the action, drinking his beer and soaking in the place. His girl was obviously happy that her friend’s drinks were being “sponsored.” Ghenggis was partying away with S**** who had arrived as arranged. A** was nowhere to be seen.

I ordered a beer and drank that up quickly enough before indicating to all that I was leaving with my “sayang” (darling). There was no need to waste any more time as my system needed urgent release! I had an early morning departure planned for Singapore.

Back in my room, I went to the shower to clean up and get myself ready. At Pacific, I had swallowed one of the Magalis pills (generic version of Cialis) that good old Gandalf had brought out to us from India. Never used this generic before. My young lady promptly undressed and went to the shower to wash up to and came onto the bed.

My hands reached out to touch her super smooth skin on her body and limbs. I was really pleased with my choice. Her body was flawless and there was barely any noticeable hair in her pubic zone with only a very small light bush in the lower region of her love nest.

I kissed her and moved slowly down her body to her breasts. They were firm and less than a handful with, no areola. Just the breasts and those cute small, but erect nipples. I bit one with my lips and with my other hand, lightly twiddled the other. Still using my hand and lips, I moved the action towards her love nest and also pulled her hands to do some work on my ding-a-ling. Otherwise, it was me giving, and, not really receiving much. She was wet!

My ding-a-ling remained flaccid and soft and I was disappointed with the pill I had swallowed. Her inexperience and lack of enthusiasm did not help.

After some time, I took out the last 10 mgs of Levitra that I carry in my wallet, popped that in and went back to bed to continue feeling and groping where it matters.

It was now a double dose of generic Magalis (20 mg) and 10 mg of Levitra. I hoped my body would not explode on me.

(Note: this was my first time using generic Magalis and I learnt later that it only takes effect at least half an hour later – much slower than the original branded Levitra or Cialis)

She continued to feel me around the groin and soon my rod got up and stood erect. Rolled on the condom and climbed on top of her, and lowered my rod to her wet entrance. She proved to be a boring poke.

Mostly, I had her missionary, then with her legs held high, spread, closed together, pillow propped under her bum, the whole rigmarole.

Flipped her on top and made her ride me till she was tired, turned her over and finished off in my favourite missionary position. There was no enthusiasm nor even a squeak. I was disappointed even though I could feel her love nest fully moist and wet.

It was more of a chore and I spilled my beans without much satisfaction.

We took turns to wash up, then, fell asleep. Next thing, I awoke at 6 am with a rock-hard erection.

She continued to sleep while I groped her nice smooth skin.
Her nipples erected to my touch and I stroked her groin and inner thighs and finally, her outer labia and clitoris. Even as she slept, I could feel on my fingers that she was getting from very wet and soon, I climbed on her and pushed my rod slowly into her. I could hear her gasp as I filled up her canal. That was the only reaction and it dampened my urge much.

She continued to sleep while I serviced her with my slow and steady strokes, increasing the speed as I went along.

Dammit I imagined that I was f*****g a corpse!

Although she was totally wet, she was unmoving, a starfish dead to the world!

After 5 minutes, I withdrew and went to wash up without release.

Woke her up and told her to wash up and get dressed saying, “abang mau pulang Singapore, kau pergi ok?” (I want to go back to Singapore, you go off OK?) and that got her up and out of bed.

Never have I ever tipped a girl booked, less than 50k. The good ones always got 100,000 rp when they did their pleasing! This girl deserved only 30k which I said was for the ‘ojek’ (motorcycle taxi) .

She did not smile nor say anything and left the room.

I texted Mami Vera, “Vera, ku tidak marah tapi untok informasi kau, cewek tu yang aku booking service tidak bagus. A***.” (Vera, I am not angry but for your information, this girl that I booked, her service is no good, A***)

Simply to give her feedback that the girl was not up to par.

Took a walk to the nearby coffee shop for breakfast, then jumped on a taxi to catch the ferry and, was back in Singapore for some urgent work to be completed that day.

By afternoon, I was done and Batam was beckoning again.

Little pecker was not happy that last night!

With regards to girls that give poor service, have a poor attitude or want to leave early.....do you feel comortable making complaints with the mamasan at freelance discos as it relates to what the mamasan will do to the girl.

I am reluctant to complain to the papasansa or mamasans at booking joints because they are mostly ran by Chinese tyrants who are notorious for beating the shit out of the ceweks for giving poor service or not living up to the mongers expectations. This puts the customer in a moral dilemma. Complaint of poor service and possible partial refund vs. the girl getting abused or beat up. It may not be that cut and dry but I know that the mamasans or papasans in Thailand or PI just dont fuck with their girls but I am not so sure about Indonesia.

Porker,

Thanks for your comments and concerns for the ladies' welfare. I feel the same way for them too and will not do anything that will harm them.
In the longer term, if they remain in the business, its good they get feedback early so they can be successful!

Mami Vera is a freelance Mamasan who operates out of her home. She treats the "kids" in her stable like her valuable employees often taking them to McDonalds for food.

Having met her a few times (and used her services), I do not expect that she will or can bring herself to abuse her girls.

At best, she will give them a verbal "bollocking" - my opinion.

On booking joints,
Many of the people who run the booking joints do look like gangsters (roughnecks) and all.

I have chatted with quite a few and when they know I am "picky", they are careful not to shove girls of "suspect service" my way knowing that I will "come back to them".

Its more an impression rather than reality so far as physical abuse is concerned.

The operators in Batam certainly come across much better than the pimps and papis I have met in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia where these "business people" are truely thugs of the highest order.

My opinion is that the major loser in the Batam environment, is the girl herself because she does not get any money for that cancelled booking.

The booking joint itself often substitutes another girl for the one you return and suffers no loss of income. Some charge you a top-up fee of 100-150,000 therefore increasing their own income at your expense.

No, the real cases of physical abuse of the girls are few and far between.
To date, I have not come across any actual cases myself and I do ask them about this too.

The onus is really on the girl to perform because she will not see money until the end of her 3-6 months contract with the joint keeping all accounts and the money in hand.

What I know is that a poor service girl does not get recommended to regular customers by the "mami / papi "; less income over her contract and less tips; and that alone is her major suffering when you provide feedback.

The major abuse will be psychological and verbal in my opinion even with the booking joints.

With the clock ticking and the expenses being charged to the girls (for food / some medical)day to day, the joints do not need to abuse the girls physically to "get in line" and provide service over the contract period.

All they need to is give the girl concerned a "heart to heart" (fact of life) talking to. Its a tough choice for these girls to serve and then, we customers have our quirks and odd needs which may not be what they are used to.

However, when the attitude is really substandard, its really in her interest that she gets feedback or she will fail surely.

No Mami / Papi wants to have to deal with complains especially from regulars but they are business people too so I am sure they take it in the best of spirits.

Sorry above message should be addressed to Blazers rather than Porker.

Brain is wearing!