Ok, so I’ve been here before. Many times. But it had been almost two years since my last visit. And while many things about Bangkok were still the same from my previous outing, some were different. That also summarizes my personal experiences on this trip.

The Different….

Before I left for this latest journey into Bangkok’s lusty heart of darkness, I made a short list of some things I had never done before, as I wanted to further expand my knowledge horizon of Bangkok’s demimonde. Namely, to visit and barfine a girl out of Patpong; to visit Baron’s “barbershop”; and to visit the massage palaces located on Ratchadaphisek Road. I also realized on my first stroll down Soi 8 to my hotel that although I had walked by it numerous times, I had never been sucked off at Lólita's. So now the list was up to four.

The first full day in country was a productive one in ticks off the “to do” list. At about noon, I checked out Baron’s, discovering that the selection was a little on the scarce side. The woman working the desk informed me that they were extremely busy, as it was Saturday. She said weekdays at about 1 were the best time to visit. Duly noted, I split and decided to venture down to Ratchadaphisek Road to check out the MP’s in the area.

The Ratchada jaunt also gave me an opportunity to try out Bangkok’s new subway, which was under construction my previous visit. The subway has an interesting ticketing system, which I found to be kind of slick. Instead of receiving a ticket or magnetic card, the vending machine dispenses a plastic token, which you simply wave over a reader to enter the gate. When you exit the gate, you slip the coin into a slot.

I took the train down to Huay Kwang station where five of the big massage parlors are located. It was about 2:00 and Nataree was open. They quoted me prices of 1600, 2000, and 2300 for the sideline girls. I opted for a fishbowl girl by the name of Boomha, a 23 year old from Chiang Mai. I thought I was getting a soapie, but found out when we got to the room that that was not in the cards. Shit. It turned out to be a very, very, very average session. So my first visit to the area certainly wasn’t a memorable one.

While I’m on the topic of massage parlors, I may as well report the rest of my research. Later in the trip, I went back and hit Hi-Class and Emmanuelle, plus the other side of Nataree (I discovered that it has two fishbowls, connected by a corridor, with separate external entrances). I was looking for a soapie in particular, and most all the “body massage” girls who did it at these places were absolute dogs. There was one cutie in the left-side bowl at Nataree who was a soapie girl, but when her number was called, she had a talk with the papa-san. Suddenly she had an accident with her period, and consequently was unavailable. My interpretation was “I don’t want to fuck a farang” and I left.

On another night, I checked out New Cleopatra, where they were asking 2500 and 3100, with no soapies on offer. Champs Elysee was quoting 3100, 4600, and 5500, also with no soapies. There were some lookers in Champs, but nothing far superior to what you could get out of a Nana gogo for a third of the price. My visit to Nataree turned out to be my only MP session of the trip. No real loss, as they are far less important to me than they used to be.

After my daytime visit to Nataree, the night was to be my first real foray into Patpong. And I’d have a wingman, in the form of Gitano, a long-time Hombre who had recently begun to sample the delights of the East Asian rim. We met in front of Eden’s and had dinner at Tony Roma’s. I really enjoyed his company, and he proved to be a great conversationalist throughout the evening. With dinner finished, we jumped on the Skytrain and headed to Patpong. After wading through the crowds (I still detest the damn night markets there), we peeked into Executive Lounge, where nothing caught my eye, and then went into Pink Panther, per a recommendation that Khun Mor had made to me.

That certainly turned out to be a winner of a suggestion. Both Gitano and I began tracking some possibilities. I finally settled on a girl named Jep (her name still cracks me up, as it means “pain” or “hurt”), a 20 year old from Bangkok itself. She had a Chinese look to her that I found intriguing. Gitano had also glommed onto a poo ying, and soon split with her for grazing in more private pastures. Jep and I soon followed, headed in the opposite direction. She had a very nice, tight little ass that I devoted a lot of attention too, in addition to her tongue and pussy. It was a thumb’s up session. Patpong had been crossed off the list.

A few days later I returned to Baron’s. There were no girls of interest in the lobby, but one that was just coming down the stairs looked good but was literally snagged by a guy who came in the back door and spoke before I did. I guess you’ve got to move fast at Baron’s, as the slow-footed won’t get laid. The desk girl said to come back in an hour if I wanted Aung, the girl who got snagged. So after spending some time in the Emporium, I did just that. I waited at the foot of the stair, and a good thing too, as I had to beat off yet another guy who came in and saw her. This time I won, and opted for a two hour session.

Aung was apparently pretty popular. She was 22 and also from Bangkok. She had great nipples and let me have two pops in the session. I also learned why she was so popular; she gave up the third hole, bless her heart. Good session, good girl. Baron’s was now on Murasaki’s map. That left Lólita's.

For those of you not in the know, Lólita's is an (in)famous blowjob specialty bar just off Soi 8. Once you select your girl, she takes you to the second floor, where a series of couches are fenced off by a network of curtains. It’s a pretty sleazy joint, and just what the doctor ordered when all you want is some chin music. I picked a girl named Noi, and what else can I say? I got a BBBJTCCIM and split. The price was pretty cheap. 700 to the joint, and I think I tipped her 300 or so. Lólita's was done and all four goals accomplished.

Besides venues, a few other things were different about this trip. On previous trips, I had always negotiated prices up front with gogo girls and freelancers. This time I decided to implement a system used by others, and not mention price at all. I had great success with this initiative. After the sessions were over, I would simply stuff money into their pockets, hand, purse, bra, or whatever was handy, and the girls never counted it in front of me.

Another thing that was different about this outing was that I found myself more interested in having longer, higher-quality sessions with fewer girls. Instead of a constant stream of short time stands, I was keen on having a stable of girls for overnight sessions, or even consecutive night sessions. This was a major behavioral change for me, and quite different from previous trips.

Still the same...

But enough of the different. Many things were still the same. I had arrived in Bangkok on Loy Krathong, coming from a full week of activity in Hong Kong and Macau (see other trip reports). One thing that hadn’t changed was the fact that Hollywood Carousel, on Nana Plaza’s third floor, is still one of my favorite go-gos in Bangers. I took two great girls out of there on my previous trip, and wound up taking two again this trip.

In fact I wasted no time in getting there, as it was the very first P4P venue I hit my first night in town, after a dinner at Anna’s Café. It didn’t take long to see that there were several bogies on stage. After scanning the possibilities for a bit, I waved down Ying (20, from Udon Thani), and we immediately clicked. I bought her a drink, as well as one for the mamasan, our waitress, and another really hot dancer named Wan who I thought was Ying’s best friend in the bar, and through a case of mistaken identity, I had waved over. It turned out that Wan was not Ying’s best friend, but everyone was laughing and having a good time, especially me.

Although due to the Loy Krathong holiday the bar fine was 1200 baht that night, there was no doubt I was fining Ying, especially after she started DFK’ing me in the bar (hello Chinese girls in Macau, please take notes here). We were outta there and back to my little home away from home, the Promenade Hotel on Soi 8. Between her cute little ass, her BBBJ, and the fact that she tasted so sweet that I probably ate her for a half hour, it was an excellent session. I was already entertaining the notion of repeating with her as we parted ways for the evening.

After a late night 90 minute body massage, I took a run through Angel’s disco. They were now charging a 300 baht cover for men (women are free), which was different. So was the fact that there were far more katoey’s hanging out in there than I ever remember before. I would say they easily made up 30-40% of the “female” population that night. I spotted a few cuties, but they were already taken. The rest of the pickings were slim. I remember cracking up when I heard a dance version of one of my favorite songs, “What’s going on?” by Four Non Blondes. All the girls in the disco would sing along to the “hey, hey, hey” part of the chorus. I checked out the parking lot in front of Nana Hotel as well, but nothing was clicking. I was pretty sated from Macau, so I didn’t feel any pressure for more action and called it a night.

Two days later, late on a Sunday morning, I decided to visit the Chatuchak weekend market. Just as I was stepping off the escalator at Nana BTS station, I looked over to see a familiar face with a hot, slinky body attached to it just hitting the platform from the stairway opposite. It was Wan from Hollywood Carousel. We approached each other, smiles all around. She was just heading home, having finished up an LT with last night’s bar finer.

I’m happy to report that your correspondent recognized the opportunity shouting at him in the face, and asked whether she would like to inspect the décor inside his hotel room. She willingly agreed that it would be nice to compare and contrast with other hotel rooms she had recently visited, and off the happy couple sauntered together back down Soi 8.

Wan was 20, from Korat, and gave me another great session. After showering together, there was more great DFK, BBBJ, and another round of Murasaki’s tongue visiting the Y for an extended visit. After the assessments were finished on the room’s décor, we walked back to Nana station together, where I took a few shots of her waiting for her train on the opposite platform. I resumed my shopping mission to Chatuchak.

Photos: Wan 01 02 03

After my return home, I learned that Khun Mor mentioned Wan in his trip report from last October, but that he never fined her. And yes, she was indeed “sweet.”

That same night I paid a visit to Soi Cowboy. I checked out 8 bars, including Long Gun and Dollhouse, and didn’t see a single poo ying that interested me. A swing through the Asoke beer plaza at the corner of Sukhumvit and Asoke Road turned up one very appealing Isaan spinner, but she was preoccupied with another client. So I made a mental note of her bar, filed it away for the future, and returned to Nana.

After peeking into a few bars, I paid a visit to Rainbow III, a fortuitously fateful decision. I plopped down on the far side from the door and got a drink. I had just noticed that the girl sitting next to me, alone, was actually quite attractive, and could very well be a winner when her dance shift came up, and she promptly went on to the stage. Well, I REALLY liked what I saw once she stood up, so I waited through 25 minutes of techno crap for her shift to end. She came right to me, as I had made it very clear to her during her stage stint that I was staking my claim. With lady drink promptly bought, I proceeded to check out the goods and discovered that she had incredibly smooth skin. Ooh, I was sold. Barkeep, the bill please!

I will just use the appellation “Anon” when referring to her. She was 23, hailing from a city in the southeastern corner of Thailand. We had an awesome session, and I was delighted to discover she had Murasaki nipples, in addition to a sweet pussy that received lots of love and attention from my tongue.

During the post-coital spoon, we discovered something about each other: we both spoke Japanese. She was actually blown away that the tall white boy from California was conversing with her in said language. It turned out she used to work on Soi Thaniya, and had attended Japanese classes so that she could communicate with her customers in the KTV where she worked. She said the Japanese there had to pay 5000 baht to take her out of the KTV.

She had been working in Nana for the past two months. She made the jump because not only could she make more money, but she had more freedom, in that she could choose whether or not she wanted to go with a customer. Rainbow III is a big Japanese bar now. She said she was barfined almost every day, almost exclusively by Japanese customers (she had light skin), many of whom took her out for days on end. She had never been with a European, and I was the fourth American. We talked for a long time until the hour grew quite late. She said she’d go, but I told her she could stay if she wanted. She finally decided to stay, much to my delight. A pleasant night was passed in each other’s arms, with more physical love expressed in the morning. Yum. I was experiencing some real affection. I got her cell number before she left late the next morning.

I was so smitten with her that I went straight back to RBIII that night and fined her again. I took her on a date to Siam Square, where we eventually wound up at Baskin-Robbins scarfing down ice cream sundaes. We had a wonderful time together, and she spent another night with me. I told her the next morning that I was going to go to Chiang Rai for a night the following day, and after I returned, I wanted to spend a few days with her. She readily agreed, and we parted ways.

I went back a few nights later to Asoke Plaza to see if that little spinner was around. Indeed she was, and unoccupied, at a beer bar called Mama Tu’s. As I cradled the little spinner in my lap, I had a chat with Mama Tu, about the fence that was up around Asoke Plaza. She said the plaza was about to be razed for a new building, so it’s days were numbered. She was personally opening a new bar in two weeks down on Soi 3. Interestingly she was part of the Soi 10 debacle that happened a few years back. She lost two bars in that mess and still hasn’t gotten her money.

My little spinner was a dark 19 year old Korat girl by the name of Nan. What can I say? That little hard body kept me warm all night. Here are a few photos that allude to the night’s activities.

Photos: Nan 04 05 07 08 09 10 11 12 13 14 15

Lowest Common Denominator & the Path of Least Resistance

This is a point in the story where it makes sense to introduce another character. His name is Epimetheus, but folks just call him Epi. I called Epi shortly after the new love of my life, Anon, left. We arranged to meet in front of Lólita's, which is in a little alley just off Soi 8. This would be my first encounter with the legendary pervert. After doing our best “Doctor Livingston I presume” imitations, we headed for Gulliver’s on Soi 5, pulled up a couple of stools, and proceeded to shoot the breeze for several hours, punctuated with a slide show on his Canon 20D camera.

Fate has a funny way of playing tricks on people, and for once, I was a bystander as I watched her pull one on the Epmeister. As he was narrating the pics from his recent foray into the wilds of Batam, who should walk up and say hi but his ex-love, ex-girlfriend, and all-around heartbreaker. He was so surprised I probably could have pushed him off his stool with a straw. It was obvious his little heart strings were getting tugged. The words “bittersweet” lit up like a neon marquee around him. And suddenly she evaporated into the mists of the bar; the lights dimmed, the music stopped, and Epi came around to the present. The past was gone, stashed away in those dark closets we all keep in the recesses of our memory.

Talk turned to thoughts of Thai massage. Epi claimed he had found the “best” place in Thailand for both body and foot massages, and I said let’s go. We had to wait a bit for a couple of other guys to show up, dudes from another board that Epi knew. After they arrived, they all decided to tag along for the massage. After a short ride on the Skytrain, we alighted at Phrom Pong Station, and drifted a short distance down Soi 24, where Epi guided us into Nuch Massage. The five of us plopped down, and I proceeded to receive the best foot massage I’ve ever had.

This place was so good that I pretty much went back every day for the rest of my trip. It became a “must do” on the daily social calendar. It is also very conveniently close to Baron’s, literally just 30 meters or so down the soi. (Address: 1/8 Soi 24, opposite the Emporium entrance.) The other three guys, fresh off the plane, fell asleep in their chairs as Epi and I shot the shit. It was about this time that Epi began to pontificate on his mongering philosophy, which can essentially be boiled down to the following law: “When in the pursuit of pussy, and the nastiest session possible, go for the lowest common denominator and the path of least resistance.” This explains a lot….

A few hours later, Scotty beamed us over to Melody’s UK on Soi Nana. We were there to pick up Epi’s current “wife” plus friend for some chow. On the way there, Epi and I both froze in our tracks at Phrom Prong station at the sight of an absolute stunner in one of those black and white university uniforms. We simply stopped and gawked as her ethereal form floated by, a vision of paradise gracing our menial little planet. But I digress. Back at Melody’s, I duly noted a hottie, whom Epi told me was “Cee.” With a mental note filed away for a future visit, we headed out for dinner. After the grub was downed, we returned the girls to Melody’s and hit the bars in Nana. First stop: Erotica. I had been in there a few nights prior, but the selection was much better this time round.

Now normally I am not a big breast man. My ideal breast is a 34B on a petite frame, with a half-inch nipple piercing the cloth. However, I glommed on to a very nice pair that night that I just couldn’t pass up. Pom was a spinner with a huge rack. She was 18 and from Ayuthaya. The waitresses were telling us that it was her first night working, not only in Erotica, but her first night working period. I had the potential to be her first “customer.” I wound up fining her; then we took her into Mandarin, where we had a few drinks while Epi played with his slinky k-toy there. K-toy was post-op, and I swear, the surgeons did a superb job. It was quite difficult to tell.

Meanwhile, the waitress at Mandarin had been talking to Pom, and then exclaimed to me “You’re her first ever customer!” Hmmm, I guess some truth was being told after all. I already had my hands on Pom, and decided it was time to let some other body parts do the exploring. So I bid Epi a fond good night and drifted back to my home soi with Pom in tow.

It was obvious she was inexperienced, but we had a decent time. She had a bald pussy, which I ate for a long time, sensitive breasts, which I sucked for a long time, and a hungry mouth, which I kissed for a long time. It also became evident that she did not have a high-mileage box; I had a lot of difficultly getting it in, as she was quite tight. I finally wound up flipping her over into doggie, and then slipping it in with her legs between mine, as that proved to be the path of least resistance.

Two days later I went back to Melody’s, and after the standard drink/interview session, barfined Cee. She was a hot spinner with a tight body, hailed from Lop Buri, and was an elderly 29 years old. Before we went back to my hotel on Soi 8, we stopped off at a parking lot on Soi 4, so that she could change her shoes out of the trunk of her sleek late model Honda (I guess this is one bargirl that is doing quite well). I cracked up when I saw she had about 15 pairs of shoes scattered around the trunk.

Shortly thereafter, “Imelda” and I were waltzing on my bed. Cee had perky little nipples and was fairly tight in the box, which felt particularly good from behind, where we finished up. Not bad at all for a little afternoon nookie.

Photos: Cee 16 17

Conspiracy of the Fates

I wish I could claim to lead a charmed life, but I don’t. I certainly suffer my fair share of mishaps, set backs, and bad luck, and this trip was no exception. The first big disappointment came courtesy of Air Asia. I was supposed to fly up to Chiang Rai to visit my “regular” GF from the last two trips. It was to be a friendly visit, as she was now in a monogamous relationship; but I still wanted to hang out with her for a day and catch up, as we had a lot of good times together in the past.

Unfortunately, my Air Asia flight was cancelled when I got to the airport, and my efforts at standby failed on Thai Air. Since she was going on a trip the next day, that night was the only chance we had to meet. My efforts were foiled; I had a few phone calls with her, and we agreed to try again next time.

The fates intervened again in the form of a girl at the Safari gogo in Patpong. I had heard that this was a good bar, and so I made my second foray of the trip over to Patpong territory to check it out. After sitting down, I quickly spotted a dancer at the far end of the room who turned me on in a major way. Not only did she have a nice body, she had a face that was eerily similar to an ex-love of mine from days of yore, and that sent shivers down my spine. I sent a waitress over to stake my claim after her dance shift was over, and waited with anticipation to meet my prize.

In the meantime, I had a fun time with a new waitress who joined me, by the name of Yip. Yip was a big fat butterball of a girl, but a blast to hang with, so I bought her a drink and we chatted. It turned out that she knew Khun Mor as well. Finally my girl joined us, whose name was Kat. Kat was on me like white on rice, and I was thinking this was going to be a good night. She barely spoke any English, as she had been in the scene for two months (she had worked in a Nike factory before), but Yip helped out and through her I learned that Kat was more than willing to come check out the bedspread design in my hotel room. Done. I paid the ridiculous barfine of 699 baht (I’m not kidding) and left.

We showered together when we got to the room, which is usually a good sign. It wasn’t until we hit the bed that things went into a nosedive. She wouldn’t kiss. What? No kissing? And no DATY. And no this, and no that… only boom boom. And a starfish boom boom at that. I was severely disappointed as I realized this wasn’t going to work, and quickly lost interest. As I fell over to the side of the bed, I told her I’d give her a little money and she could go back to Safari. Suddenly she started chattering non-stop in Thai, and was on top of me, incessantly talking. It was so funny I started laughing as I told her she could go. Finally we got dressed and I escorted her downstairs, where she drifted off into the night. I don’t think she’ll last very long in this business.

The final crush came in the form of my new sweetie from Rainbow III, Anon, blowing me off. I had made prior arrangements with her to spend Friday through Sunday together, which would have finished off my trip. But when I showed up at RBIII at 8 pm to pick her up and pay the barfine for two days, she was nowhere to be seen. After waiting a bit, I left to find a payphone, and called her cell. She answered, and in an apologetic tone of voice, explained to me that one of her regular Japanese customers arrived the previous night, and wanted to spend three days with her. His three day offer trumped my two day offer, as business was business you know. There was nothing she could do, and was very sorry.

Well shit, I thought. It was probably one of the biggest bummers I’ve ever experienced in LOS, as I was really looking forward to the weekend with her. The night was a wash, but the next night I wound up going back to Hollywood Carousel and fining the wonderful Ying again. She couldn’t do LT because she cared for her mother at night, but she could stay with me until 2 am, which was fine by me. We had an awesome session. As Epi might say, “this girl raped me.” She finished off our lengthy session by climbing on top for an incredible and cream-laden cowgirl ride. Wow. Not a bad recovery for a bummed out Murasaki. Not only was it a palatable tonic, it was also an important reminder: there are always more fish in the sea. That is certainly one mongering rule that is still the same, not different different.

Great story and it's obvious you made good use of your time after being on the shelf for oh sooo long.
Safari is like home away from home. After King II I've spent more time there than anywhere else in LOS. All the service girls know me there. They are all great hostesses and are barfined as often as the dancers. Yip is a bit hefty but is a sweetheart . The dancers except for Joon are all new and do not know me.

I think it's a hoot that you choose Wan. She is the girl I definitely would have attached to if I was not still with Da at the time. Actually that's the night I WAS accused of cheating on Da and barfining even though I had done no such thing. Beginning of the end to that relationship !

I believe I remember Ying as well and she indeed was a hottie. No pics of Ying??

I think Hollywood Carousel has consistently been the best bar in Nana for some time now. Rainbow III has a bunch of hotties but you have to be of the Japanese persuasion to get any attention there. Rule of 4s definitely has ruined all the Rainbow bars. Good thing the plan to turn Woodstock into Rainbow IV has fallen apart. It would become just another Thaniya bar, like the other Rainbows.

Your retention of detail is something I will never master. It makes for easy reading and a great report indeed.

Great to have met you as well Murasaki. Khun Mor sorry we missed in Pattaya.

I just got back from LOS tonight. Sorry to report that the Pink Panther is running a little lean right now, but these things change fast. I came up Patpong IV from the BTS and entered Patpong II from that other end. This is a much easier walk as the crowd is not nearly as bad.

Barrons is doing well. Interestingly enough I had a great time at Nataree when I was there in December. Probably just luck of the draw, I would guess.

During this last trip, I had an expat buddy with me when I hit Patpong. After checking out the Executive Club and Pink Panther on II, we moved over to Patpong I. The Safari and Kings I and II all had some very cute girls, although the drink hustle is a little faster here. Still my buddy and I both found cuties we liked and it was a good night.

I spent Loy Krathung in Pattaya last November, and I really recommend this. I actually bought one of the krathongs and launched it with two cuties from Carosel. Very nice time watching the festivities and mixing a bit with the local holiday spirit.

Take care,
G (may be in Rio soon for a few days)

"I finally settled on a girl named Jep (her name still cracks me up, as it means “pain” or “hurt”)"

Perhaps her name was "Jeab". This name is QUITE common in Thai and sounds a LOT like Jep.

"I picked a girl named Noi, and what else can I say? I got a BBBJTCCIM and split."

The last time I was there I counted three girls named Noi in the employ of this fine establishment. They all have their charms...

"As he was narrating the pics from his recent foray into the wilds of Batam, who should walk up and say hi but his ex-love, ex-girlfriend, and all-around heartbreaker. He was so surprised I probably could have pushed him off his stool with a straw. It was obvious his little heart strings were getting tugged. The words “bittersweet” lit up like a neon marquee around him. And suddenly she evaporated into the mists of the bar; the lights dimmed, the music stopped, and Epi came around to the present. The past was gone, stashed away in those dark closets we all keep in the recesses of our memory."

Seeing Neung did, indeed, throw me for a loop. This is a girl that disappeared the previous year, almost to the day. When I saw her walk in, father time did indeed play his tricks. Over that year I'd seen many women that RESEMBLED her and so when I eyes first swept over her as she entered the bar I discounted it. Her look of shock and recognition did indeed provide me proof that I was looking at the real mccoy.

She made me a fool... but a terribly happy fool...

"The five of us plopped down, and I proceeded to receive the best foot massage I’ve ever had."

I've invested almost as much energy into discovering the best foot massage places as I've invested discovering women... ALMOST. This place is the best I've ever found in the WORLD to date.

"I wound up fining her; then we took her into Mandarin, where we had a few drinks while Epi played with his slinky k-toy there. K-toy was post-op, and I swear, the surgeons did a superb job."

I remember your ONLY clue was that I KEPT talking about her. She's a gorgeous woman that's a lot of fun to be around. On my last trip she offered to come and stay with me in Pattaya for a few days. I DARE you to tell me that would not have been a compelling offer... BTW, she's recently started sprouting boobies and they look good...

"Two days later I went back to Melody’s, and after the standard drink/interview session, barfined Cee. She was a hot spinner with a tight body, hailed from Lop Buri, and was an elderly 29 years old."

It turns out that both you and I have been blessed by her charms. She's got an "unusual" beauty. This does NOT mean she's ugly, but rather has a face that's quite unique... and compelling, eh?

I discovered more about this girl recently. When she's working that bar she's easily the most barfined girl there. She'll end up with 2-3 STs per DAY from that crappy beerbar. Now, she's ALSO got numerous customers that'll pull her outta that bar for WEEKS or MONTHS and take her traveling. As of last week she was staying with a "boyfriend" in Singapore.

As you could tell, she's not your average bargirl. She's far more sophisticated then 99.9999% of the meat you'll find slumming around the streets of Bangkok selling their box.

I was surprised to find her sitting in a beerbar on Soi 4 instead of a Japanese bar further up Sukhumvit. Her light skin would be a hit and those guys would PUKE money to be near her.

You should have called or come down to Pattaya. I could have given you the SUPER NUMBER ONE tour. Trust me, I could show you enough in one night of barhopping to make you swear off Bangkok forever!!

Wonderful trip report. Hope to see you back there again this summer.

E

I'm sorry, I didn't sign that right.

E (the legendary pervert)

KM, if Ying had already been fined that night, I could just as easily have gone for Wan again. Now that I think about it, she may bear a resemblance to one of your ex's in some of the photos that will be going up with this report. Ying really didn't like her picture taken, so they didn't turn out very good. I opted not to post them.

Epi, maybe Cee has the same reason Anon did, which is why she left Soi Thaniya. The Japanese places seem to put pressure on the girls to go with any customer that wants them, and she prefers to make her own choices about who gets serviced. Judging by her car, her strategy was paying off!

Purple

Her car AND her nice apartment were paid for (in cash) by her previous affluent benefactor. I believe he was a farang from England...

E

Murasaki, thanks for the great report. Made me miss BKK a lot and start foaming at the mouth for my upcoming trip even more. Looking forward to seeing pics of the rookie with big tits.

Question: Do farang actually PAY those super-high end massage prices? For that price one might THINK they'd have the decency throw in a soapie? As you mention, even the top tier NEP girls are a lot cheaper than 4K plus for short time.

Ahhh, so Cee had a rich one on the line. She sure done good. Nice work if you can get it.

Porker, the big-titted rookie wouldn't allow photos, much to my chagrin. I've only got photos of three girls going up. And to answer your question, I doubt very many do. Most of the clientele in those super high-end places seem to be Asians from outside of Thailand. Even though theoretically I could afford those prices, I simply can't justify them when balancing against what I could get elsewhere (not to mention balancing against actual local economic conditions and wages). Yes, they're grossly inflated.

Oops KM, just realized that the "Same Same" photo that appears at the beginning of this report is Ying. Not that you could tell or anything....

Mura

Are you talking about Ying or Wan looking like one of my ex's ? If it's Ying then I'll nver know as your not posting her pics. Can't tell much from the T shirt.

No photos seems to be an increasing tune especially in LOS. I had sveral this trip who flat out refused even clothed pics. One in AC as well would not allow any pics. Their loss although they still do not know it as I simplt reduced their compensation somewhat as a response.

I'm talking about Wan. A couple of pics of her will be going up. When you see them, especially the ones taken at Nana Station, you'll know who I'm referring to.

Thanks for the report Murasaki. Is it me or is this just great story telling???
So what's the scoop about soapies. Can you find better selection than at gogos or is it just overpriced entertainment?
And if soapies are overrated, what to do for afternoon fun?
I already love the skytrain and the metro. My experience is you always can find eye candy in there.

Photos integrated into report above.

The pics of Nan - #7 should be renamed "Same Same, BUTT Different"...

E

Athos, indeed it was great storytelling.

I don't think you'll lack for things to do in the daytime in BKK. Many massage places open at 10 AM, and the full compliment of beer bars in the Sukhumvit/Soi 4 will be open by that time. The problem I had with the places Murasaki referred to was that the prices were WAAAAY high and apparently didn't bother to include a soapie for that price. According to myriad other BKK reports, I'm sure there are other more affordable (in the ~2500 baht range) options that will provide those services.

Also of interest, Eden opens daily by 1 PM. if you've EVER rated a TJ girl better than a SEVEN you shouldn't have a hard time finding a girl or two at Eden to rock your world for a full 90 minutes.

Mura, great to have you posting again and thanks for the excellent TR. I can see you're still searching out the hottie spinners, I wish you had more pics of that CEE girl, she's to die for. NAN is a hottie as well. I've been noticing the pics are harder to comeby in LOS these days, major bummer as I still think there are more per capita hotties there than anywhere.

You're also right about the Rachada massages, they don't have soapies but do have those long, sensual baths which are sometimes very good. I think it's a good place for a trophy fuck once in awhile, and guys should check it out at least once for the experience. Plus, they take credit cards and AMEX and I can rackup the FF miles :-)

The best massage experience ever, as you know, was in the various health spas in Macau; consistently beautiful girls and outstanding service providers. I just wish it wasn't so damned expensive there $140-$170 per session.

I'm curious, I haven't been to LOS in 6 months, are the massages opening at 6pm still? I recall the Petchaburi massages and CPII opened earlier still.

Merlin,

Heard that some MPs pick up in selection around 6 PM closer to 7 PM.

Went to Colonze 2 around 5 PM and the selection was about 20 girls in the fish bowl and 5 on the sideline. Got to Poseidon at around 6:30 and by 7 there were lots of girls to choose from.

Have fun!

Purple-san

I'm not sure who you were referring to. There is some similarity to Si my former daytime GF you met when you were the index case of SARS in BKK, on death's door in Bumrungrad Hospital. Other than her I can think of none of my former regulars that I would compare her to.You met Si and therefore you know her pics are horrid but in person she was a very good looking poo ying .Anyone who goes back to compare the two girls would say I'm an idiot as they look nothing alike in the pictures.

Come to think of it most people call me an idiot anyway so screw y'all.

Pray tell Purple-san who were YOU thinking of ?? Inquiring mind wants to know.

Athos, the MP's really vary. Some cater to the "middle" class, some go for the high-spenders. Some of the very high-end places stock model-type girls in special VIP areas, but you definitely pay for the privilege. Generally speaking, the hot girls of Nana will match the hot girls in most MPs, IMO. On this last trip, the Nana girls were blowing the MPs away.

You must try a soapie. It seems these days the best place to get one is at one of the Petchaburi MP's, or at CP II.

Merlin, the opening times still varied from place to place, as far as I could tell. I went to Nataree in the afternoon, so they were definitely open before six. I'm still looking for a great place to replace Cupidy's, before their assinine taxi scam system went into effect. They had beautiful girls for reasonable prices back in the day. There are still a ton of places that I haven't been to yet. More research is required!

KM, then I guess it's just me. I'm only going by what I've seen in photographs, but I thought Wan bore a resemblance to Da in those two pictures on the platform at Nana Station. Never mind....!

Oh Athos, regarding your question on afternoon fun: besides the MPs that are open in the daytime, there is also Eden Club, Lólita's, Baron's, Gulliver's, Soi 7 Beergarden, numerous beer bars on Soi Nana and surrounding environs, and more eye candy than any mortal can handle in any shopping mall.

Not to mention an absolutely mandatory 1-2 hours at Nuch massage!

Oh yeah, you could also grab a girl and actually go visit some of Bangkok's tourist sites as well. Wat Po and the Grand Palace (+Wat) are not to be missed, among other things.

Athos

Soi 4 bars I see hopping before noon:

Melody's
Morning/Night
Charming
BusStop
I forget the names of the two beerbars - one at the NEP entrance, the other across the street attached to the Nana Hotel coffee shop.

Melody's and Charming are almost directly across the street from each other and have girls show up between 9-10am everyday. Also, Lólita's is open everyday @ 10am. Last time I checked I was able to get a lineup at Annies Massage down by Rajah around 10am as well...

Trust me, there's LOTS of places to find pussy.

E

Those would be Big Dogs(At NEP) and Golden beer bar (attached to Nana and owned by Nana Hotel) or bar beer-- ala Thai.
There's also Annie's Soapie and many assorted smaller oil massage places all around Soi 4 area.

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Purple- san . They look nothing alike. I have seen Wan in person and they are totally different. Da has a much more Thai-Chinese look and Wan is very Isaan looking. Actually that comparison had not even occurred to me. The hair is somewhat the same --after that it's "not same same also different".

If we are talking about your ex-Da KM. Your pro type photos of her makes her look Chinese-Thai but your recent natural pics really made me realize how Isaan she really looked, but in a good way. Her skin is much darker than I thought but I like that and she was a hottie.