About as soon as I woke up on the third Sunday of my 5 week Asia trip, I was good and ready to get the hell out of the scummy Hotel Rajah and head for the airport for my long-anticipated trip to the Philippines. Of course since it was only 8:30 and my flight wasn’t until after noon, I had a few hours to kill.

So I hit the neighboring Bus Stop Beer Bar for breakfast, one of my favorite places in Bangkok. While the farang-oriented food is good there, my attraction to the place goes far beyond that. There’s just something incredibly relaxing about Bus Stop and its lush, green setting that when combined with the rather cosmopolitan ambience of a slew of ex-pats and seemingly omnipresent sports of the British Empire on the multiple TV’s, it makes for a very interesting place to have some food and pound a few daylight beers. Yes, even for breakfast! And, of course, there are usually plenty of hot waitresses in the place as well, many of whom actively seek out ladies drinks if not solicitations to join you in your room.

I spent a leisurely hour eating and drinking at Bus Stop, then headed across Soi 4 to kill some time on the internet. Soon enough 10 AM rolled around and I figured it was time to get my stuff together, check out and head for the airport.

While I have always enjoyed my time in Thailand, and really wouldn’t feel a trip to Asia was complete without stopping there for at least a couple of days, prior to this trip, when I daydreamt about Asia trips, a good 80% of what came to mind was in Angeles City in the Philippines. THAT was the place that got me foaming at the mouth and wanting to head straight there and stay for as long as possible.

But a funny thing had happened on this trip: I had gone to Batam, Indonesia and had enjoyed it so much that I extended my stay by several days, actually postponing my planned trip to the PI. Porker passing on the Philippines? Well, not exactly. With 5 weeks in Asia it still meant that I’d have a good two weeks left for the Phils. And despite having great memories of Batam fresh in my brain, I was indeed excited about heading to the Philippines the next day when I had left on the ferry to Singapore and back to Bangkok on Saturday night.

I was at Don Muang quite early for my flight to Manila, but got an almost immediate shock when the gate agent for PAL appeared to have trouble checking me in and ended up calling over a supervisor who asked me to follow her to a customer service window. Uh oh. The lady then explained to me that my ticket was invalid for travel on Sunday, that I had bought a Mon-Thursday only ticket, and that my re-booking I thought I’d done through a travel agent in Batam hadn’t been processed because of that. According to PAL I had missed my flight the previous Tuesday, which sounded damned ominous to me. I got REAL damned depressed really quickly thinking my ticket was now void and I was SOL across the board.

It was soon established that I could fly the next day, however, with no penalties, which suddenly had me feeling reLIEF! It didn’t really matter to me at that moment that I wasn’t being allowed to fly that day as I was so damned happy that I’d still get to spend 13 days in the PI instead of ZERO as I’d thought a few moments before.

The customer service lady re-booked my ticket and I took a second to join PAL’s frequent flyer program, which upon later investigation appeared to be an AWESOME deal if you can manage to take 3 paid flights to Asia per year.

Still feeling a mixture of happiness and disappointment, I headed back out the doors of the departure area and got a taxi back down to the Nana area, hoping that Dynasty would have a room for me with no notice THIS time. And sure enough, Sunday afternoon was a much better time to walk up than Saturday night after midnight! A good friend’s ex-amiga was damned surprised to see me walk in and she quickly got me set up with a room amidst an inquisition about my friend and then an inquisition about MY plans.

About the only thing I could think about doing after getting settled in my room was trying to hook up with Mat, the girl that had completely blown me away on my last night in BKK before heading to Batam a week and a half earlier. I used the hotel phone and called her, and she didn’t recognize my voice and didn’t seem to remember me much at all. She did agree to come over, however, saying she’d be there within an hour. I cleaned up and watched a little TV, but 90 minutes later she hadn’t shown up, so I figured I’d call her again and see what was up.

Mat said she was heading to Gulliver’s on Soi 5 to play some pool. While I still wasn’t sure she remembered me too well or if she wanted to see me, she did invite me to meet her there. With my enthusiasm dampened quite a bit, I did head over there, but several quick looks around the front area didn’t reaveal anyone that looked like her. Heading back toward the pool tables I did see a girl that looked a bit like her from a distance, but I wasn’t quite sure it was her. I approached a bit hesitantly, and it did turn out to be her. But she just kind of looked at me funny when I walked up to her and her body language SCREAMED “Do I KNOW you?”.

I established that I knew HER, and she quickly put it together that I was the guy that had been calling her. But there was ZERO spark from her, like she remembered NADA about the night we spent together, a night that had been exTREMELY special to ME!

Thoroughly confused, I sat across from her at a table against the wall behind the pool tables. She said she was waiting to play and encouraged me to sign up on a list. I told her naah, I just wanna hang out with you, and that made ZERO impact on her. I told her I was going to get a drink and offered to get one for her, but she said ‘NO THANKS’ and pointed me toward the bar! WHAT THE FUCK WAS GOING ON THERE?

My thoughts racing as I headed to get my beer, I quickly came to the conclusions that she either didn’t remember me at all, was MAD at me because I’d given her 1600 baht for the night we spent together, OR she was waiting for some other dude and didn’t want to fuck things up by being too friendly with me.

I tried to start a conversation a few times, but Mat seemed either uninterested or SHY. When I commented that she was certainly acting differently than I remembered, she apologized and said she was pretty mellow when she hadn’t been drinking. She then ordered some food and a drink for herself, appearing perfectly happy to just hang out there alone instead of trying to in ANY way entice me into even providing her a free lunch!

After she asked me again to sign up and play pool, I finally did, and we ended up making a deal with people already on the tables so we could play together. But even this didn’t liven her up much, and I was quickly moving from confused about what was happening to realizing the overwhelming truth that she had no interest in me. I decided I’d give things a jumpstart and asked her if she wanted to head out drinking with me, and she said NO, that she was heading to work in less than an hour at Morning Night. This AGAIN confused me, thinking that it was pretty clear that I was offering her work with ME! But again it started hitting home that she didn’t want anything to do with me.

I again wondered if she was waiting for some other dude. I gave her one last out and asked if she wanted me to meet her at Morning Night later, and she said something profoundly innocuous like “OK” before I tucked my tail between my legs and headed back to Soi 4 pouting! This was definitely not the first time I’d been shot down by a girl, working or otherwise, but how things had gone from inSANELY good with her less than 2 weeks before to ‘Who the fuck are YOU’ and a clear brushoff is STILL damned baffling to me.

I got something light to eat before heading to Morning Night a little after the start of Mat’s shift, still half hoping that some of the previous occasion’s magic might somehow happen again. I took a seat near the front rail like usual and got a drink to settle in for one of my favorite spectator sports in Bangkok: Watching the early evening parade of hotties heading towards Nana Plaza for work!

It didn’t take me long to spot Mat sitting and having a drink with an old, overstuffed, bald, tattooed pasty-looking dude. She caught me looking and gave a little wave, but absolutely nothing more than polite recognition. I quickly resolved that I was NOT going to let her get into my head any further and positioned myself so I would have to turn all the way around to look in her direction.

And almost immediately at that point I got pleasantly and permanently distracted when I spotted none other than Bahtman strolling up Soi 4 and heading up the steps into Morning Night! I was pretty surprised to see him, but instantly happy that I might have a running mate on my unanticipated extra evening in Bangkok.

Bahtman had a lot more fans than just ME at Morning Night, as he seemed to be well known by half the pooying that worked there. He was soon bouncing girls on his lap and had them lined up to take turns! It seemed like he sent half a dozen waitresses running toward the bar at the same time to fetch some drinks for ladies, and, of course, had to get them to bring a drink for themselves, while they were at it!

We talked for a bit amidst the slightest of lulls with his pooying entourage, and at some point due to space restrictions, one of the hotter girls in the group ended up getting perched on MY lap. When her drink emptied I volunteered to dust off my wallet and get her another one, and Bahtman encouraged me to take her off his hands. This seemed extraordinarily generous to me, as she seemed to be the clear winner of the bunch, and had a lively personality to go with her GREAT ass that was making my better half point toward the sky.

Eventually Bahtman said that he was planning to head down to some other beer bars to find a good threesome and invited me to tag along with him. I confessed that I was kind of smitten with the girl on my lap and asked if he minded that I took her for a spin. He encouraged me to do so and gave me his cell number to call if I finished early.

I popped the question to the latest love of my life and she said ‘shuwa’ that she’d like to go with me. I paid bar (500 baht. This wasn’t a Pattaya beer bar!) and a minute later we were walking down Soi 4 towards my room at Dynasty.

The latest apple of my eye was pretty damned attractive, IMO, though she did look to be the 26 that she had told me she was. But she had a NICELY ripened ass and her tits were still incredibly firm. While I think I have had a grand total of ONE girl in Angeles City that was that age or older, 26 for a Thai woman still often holds up very well. And what got me even MORE excited about this girl was that she seemed to be genuinely having a good time with me. Making out in the elevator for the short ride up to my room only added to my anticipation of getting her naked on my bed for the early evening romp.

And inside the room, my latest Morning Night girl in no way disappointed. It was GFE all the way, and any request I had she accomodated with apparent enthusiasm. I was WELL on my way toward being in LOVE!

But my new amiga apparently had other ideas. She headed for the shower immediately after I reached nirvana, and surprised me more than a little by immediately starting to get dressed! I encouraged her to come back to bed instead, but she made it clear that she was much more interested in leaving than in staying for a full-on boinkfest. My ego was a little bruised by this, but I ended up getting a bunch of pics to soothe it and then got her phone number in case I ended up stuck in Bangkok again with nothing on my agenda.

After she left I called Bahtman and he said I should meet him as he was still slowly making his way down Sukhumvit. Not convinced it’d be easy to find him, I did manage to run into him when he had a couple of girls all over him outside some streetside beer kiosk. He ended up prying himself away and we headed further down Sukhumvit where it didn’t take long for another couple of girls to accost him. Bahtman ate up all the attention, but I was much tougher nut to crack, having just had what I considered to be one of the hotter beer bar girls rock my world and not at ALL in the mindset for cruising for Bangkok freelancers. But I was up for tagging along for the ride, so soon the four of us ended up heading into some open air German restaurant just of Sukhumvit (about Soi 13?) that had a pool table and a jukebox.

Bahtman paired off with the younger and prettier of the two girls (who, as luck would have it, had a MONSTER RACK along with assorted other junk stuffed inside her clothes!), and I kind of got stuck entertaining the older and more worn out looking one, who of course was quite sweet to me. We ordered some drinks and soon some food while taking turns playing pool. It was a pretty fun diversion, but I was consciously holding back with the girl I was with lest she think I had any interest in hooking up with her.

I loosened up a bit after a couple of beers, at which point I started sweating profusely and wanted to head for ANYWHERE that had air-conditioning. Bahtman let me know that he was sold on his big-titted gal,and I ended up walking a bit reluctantly back with them to Dynasty with her friend at my side, wishing I had an easy out for blowing her off. In the end I didn’t have the heart. Having sampled her massage back at the pub and having been impressed with her VERY strong hands, I invited her up to my room for a ‘massage’, and figured that as long as I didn’t get weak and cave into anything sexual, I could probably get away with a 500 baht expression of appreciation as she went off to find her friend.

Of course my gnarly old pooying was having none of that, and was yanking on my crank less than 5 minutes into the ‘massage’. Of course the old battle axe knew what she was doing, and it felt pretty damned good, so I kind of laid back and told her to show me what her mouth could do. And of course that felt even BETTER! But as it’s tough for me to cum via BJ, after a good 10 minutes of testing her oral skills, it was time to screw.

Despite general compliance and competence from my bedmate, I just was NOT attracted to her and I was actually a little BORED while fucking her! How jaded is THAT? 3 weeks before I’d have given my right NUT to get some chick to treat me like this babe was, but in Asia with a little money in my pocket? I could do BETTER, and I damned well knew it. She did end up getting me off, but imMEDIATELY afterward I was encouraging her to head out and find her friend. Unlike my previous bedmate that night, she was MORE than happy to stick around, but I told her I was exhausted and slept better alone. I had 1000 baht waiting for her when she got out of the shower, which she quickly pocketed before complaining that she needed 100 baht for a taxi. I gave her quick directions to 7-11 downstairs so she could break her 1000, and she took the hint and quickly left.

I got to reflect a bit on that pretty weird day/night before drifting off to sleep and anticipating the next day’s flight to the Philippines: I couldn’t help but laugh at the mixup over my ticket at the airport much earlier that day and was happy that things had worked out well. I had fun in Bangkok that night after the initial weirdness and disappointment with Mat in the afternoon. Hanging out with Bahtman had made being ‘stuck’ in Bangkok an unexpected treat, even if bedding down with a SKANK at the end of the evening was my booby prize.

Had I known that I’d end up with a far WORSE troll the next night in the PI for back to BACK skanky loser choices, I surely would have had waking nightmares that prevented me from sleep. But with visions of LBFM Pinays dancing happily in my head, it didn’t take long to saw logs that night and dream about the extreme GFE that for me has come to define the Philippines.

As previously posted, Mat

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Morning Night girl

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Morning Night girl is HOT. Everybody has different tastes, but I like her better than Mat. Love that middle shot with the jeans and the tube top. Dangerous curves...

Both girls are hot. Attention all mongers out there who say Porker only fucks fuglies....LOOK AT THESE PICS. You Morning night girl looks like a Leuk Kreung(half/half) and definately sides more towards the Chinese-Thai look which is a rare find in falang bars. Can't wait for the AC adventures....you just might be finished before your next trip.

Although Porker may screw his share of fuglies, two of the hottest pics/girls posted here IMHO were from him-- Morning night girl and his freelancer disco girl from a ways back. Both are piping hot! 10++

In my slight defense, the fugly ones usually have tits bigger than my head. When they've got THAT going for them, NOTHING ELSE MATTERS!

Very enjoyable post and pics Porker. Thanks!

>>how things had gone from inSANELY good with her less than 2 weeks before to ‘Who the fuck are YOU’ and a clear brushoff is STILL damned baffling to me. >>

Amazing, given that chicas memories usually rival mine.

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