With absolutely NOTHING to do on a beautiful tropical morning (ain’t it just GREAT to be on vacation???), I grabbed my MP3 player and headed down to the beautiful pool area that the Island View Hotel in Batam features. I’ll say it again, it amazes me the amenities that the IVH provides for $25 USD per night, and the early morning swim was a great way to start the day.
Luckily when I was done, Unspongebob was already up as well (maybe it had something to with the SCREAMING bleeding through the walls!), and he brought his rent-a-date down to join us at the free breakfast buffet (for two) the Island View puts on every morning. USB was quite impressed by his girl from the night before, and I would say he was fortunate to have a first-nighter that actually spoke decent English. That is not at all common in Batam, and a big negative in my book as to a ranking for an overall mongering destination. Usually even basic communication is all but impossible with most girls in that town.
Eventually Woodway joined us (I think he would have been a LOT happier being left to sleep in instead of being awakened to come join us every morning!), and reported that he hadn’t been nearly as happy with his choice the night before, outside of being damned HAPPY with her BODY. Apparently she was a little short on work ethic, and seemed to think that she called the shots as to when boom2 was going to happen. Another anecdotal notch on my theory that booking joint girls are the luck of the draw.
But the booking joints were going to be our mission that day, as after a quick visit to the internet café (next door on the 2nd floor of the Planet Holiday hotel), we planned to hit some places early to see if we could cherry-pick the prime talent.
Fortunately I remembered many of the locations of the booking places MongerX had led me to the previous summer, and I remembered a cluster of 3 places within a couple blocks from each other that were a short cabride away. The first stop was the KTV place inside Hotel Pelita, where I was actually holding out hope that my chocolatey big titty girl from my previous trip might somehow be around despite MongerX’s reports that he hadn’t seen her since I had left the last time. She wasn’t there, and there didn’t seem to be much other talent present, either, as the place was just getting going sometime after 11 AM.
There WAS talent a-plenty at Hollywood across the street, however, with a good 30 girls there before noon. Unspongebob instantly liked the place because the girls were quite animated in the fishbowl area and full of smiles and ‘pick me’ looks. This was a HUGE change from a place like Dynasty near Lucky Plaza where we had stopped the evening before (and where I had gone back to do an on-site short time because the girls there can be quite HOT if you overlook their prune faces). USB, Woodway and I all saw some things we’d like to have jumped on, but weren’t sure yet if we wanted to hook something up so early after only seeing a couple of places. I did explain that even if paying the fee at that point, it didn’t mean you’d be stuck with the girl all day entertaining her, it is quite easy (and even customary) to have the girl delivered to your hotel at a designated time later on the day/evening.
After we had already pretty much decided to leave and come back later, USB decided that there was a girl he just HAD to have, and decided that he’d take her to lunch to try and romance her a bit before heading back to the room. I was about to do the same with a chunky titted girl, when the Britanic girl I had missed out on the night before because she was already booked called me and asked when I was coming to see her! As I’d been LUSTING after that girl for months based on MongerX’s pics, and had been severely disappointed when I couldn’t have her on a frickin’ Wednesday night the night before, I decided that I’d head over there immesdiately so as not to lose my place in line AGAIN. The taxi dropped me off near Britanic before heading to Lucy’s Oarhouse where I was going to meet up with the cherry boys for lunch as soon as I paid for my date and whisked her away for the day.
Britanic girl was DAMNED happy to see me, but not quite ready to go, so I was put in a slightly awkward situation of having to sit and wait and converse with my amigos’ dates from the night before! USB’s girl in particular was HIGHLY curious about his whereabouts, and I just told her that they were out having lunch and that I would meet them later. I’m sure MY Britanic girl spread all kinds of gossip about what he ended up doing that day, but oh well, it’s not like a one-night booking is anything approaching marriage – something that would hit home for ME in REVERSE when I fell in LOVE that night and was told that my dream girl was already booked solid for the rest of my stay in Batam!
But O my GAWD what a day/night I had with Britanic girl. Things started out with a rather awkward lunch at Lucy’s, where the girls didn’t eat and barely spoke. Evan, the owner came over to say hi, and as always, seemed incredibly nice and friendly. Bushranger from the Batamforum.com site also happened to be there, and it was nice to meet up with him briefly after having had dinner with him a couple of times on my previous trip. On THIS trip, there ended up being a LOT of clubhombre guys in town for Easter weekend, and as a result, spending quality time with any of them individually didn’t really materialize as much as I would have liked. It’s been said before, but the ‘herding cats’ axiom certainly seemed to apply.
After lunch it was back to the hotel for a NON-STOP fuckfest with Britanic girl, and it was almost a RELIGIOUS experience for me. First of all, the girl’s body, to ME, was completely INSANE! She’s not a small girl, by any means, but no jiggle to her yet at her ripe old age of 19, and she had full, heavy, hanging, mouth-watering D-cup tits that I am firmly convinced were cast from a mold for my DREAMGIRL. And fortunately for ME, it seemed like Ms. Perfect Body also HIGHLY enjoyed any and all of the things that I liked in bed. After a good 30 minutes of just making out and playing around on the bed, we proceeded to FUCK and FUCK and FUCK, and not only did she not complain, she seemed quite demanding of MORE. Every time I’d finish, she’d start kissing me again almost immediately, then, play with my cock a little, and pretty soon we’d be fucking again! After about the third round of this, thankfully we got a little nap time in before getting up to head to dinner with Crazier and the cherry boys and where I got to meet Socrates69 for the first time.
It was DOUBLY interesting meeting Socrates, when it turned out that his dinner companion was none other than Ayu, one of the stars of my previous trip to Batam! She was as surprised to see me as I was to see her, and despite the fact that we’d had some ‘rocky’ moments, I was glad to see that she apparently still regarded me at least a little fondly.
Dinner at A-1 Pujasera was everything I remember it being the summer before, but I was a littled too geeked about the whole experience to sit back and relax and enjoy like I had the summer before. And having a date with me made me ignore the beer girls a little bit, though I was SHOCKED that one actually remembered me from 8 months pervious.
Sometime after dinner we made arrangements to head to Pacific Disco, which, as has been described before is simply a MONUMENT to excess. The place is HUGE, PACKED with people, PITCH BLACK DARK, and with a sound system that you’ll never believe until you experience it for the first time. The BOOMING bass blowing shivers up my leg is an experience unlike anything I’ve ever had in my life.
I don’t quite remember what the others ended up doing that night (where’s their damned trip reports, anyway?
), but I ended up staying at Pacific a couple of hours and just getting almost mesmerized by the whole scene of people TRIPPING OUT to the incessant beat of the ‘music’. I had some extremely brief discussions about drug use with Britanic girl, and she went from ‘yeah, I’ve done it before, it’s OK…’ to ‘Yeah, up to YOU, but I’d like a disco biscuit’. And as I’d had ALREADY had an incredible time with this girl, I decided to treat her to one, which, fortunately, she ended up splitting with a friend of hers that happened to be there at Pacific as well.
I’d already HAD the gonzo/fuck-me-through-the-mattress experience with her, so I really didn’t figure I needed to inject X into the equation. But, of course, she delivered that night when we got to the room and before departing the next morning just as before, so it didn’t at all DIMINISH the returns. But as far as getting some SLEEP goes, that was near impossible, as my X’ed up date was tossing and turning all damned night while laying next to me. Luckily teeth clicking wasn’t part of the problem this time, but the thrashing around was enough to keep me from getting anything but catnapping in before sun-up came signaling that it was time for breakfast and the end of just another amazing night in Batam.
