Just before we arrived back at the apartment, I had a reply from Mongerx that he was about to meet C** his internet date at the French Styled café on the ground floor of the apartment block. When we arrived, I took a quick peek into the café and saw that C** was just walking in and wow! She had exactly the same kind of slutty dress as the girls in the Karaoke of the previous evening. All this in a public family styled café below our apartment. I could not find Mongerx and, signaled 5Cents to go upstairs with me.

Some minutes later, Mongerx who had obviously met up with C** text messaged me that he was with C** and that she looked super slutty and, he liked that fact! I replied that he should come up so we could discuss what to do for dinner. When they arrived upstairs at the apartment, it was communicated to me by C** that her friend who she had introduced to me on the internet was coming over to meet up with us for dinner.

Rats, I told myself!

She was not supposed to know I was available for dinner. I had planned only to meet her on our last night. That evening, my plans were to re-visit Apocalypse and other night places and if possible check out the places where motor-cycle girls would pick up prospective mongers like ourselves, a unique feature of HCM City which I wanted to sample.

My texted communication earlier with C**’s friend H** had been that I was not available for dinner and was tied up with the Hotel Manager for dinner etc. Chris who had arrived at the apartment was going to join P***** and his family for Singapore food and would not have dinner with us.

I thought through the situation quickly and it dawned on me that we had the previous night’s expensive Vietnamese food in our refrigerator. The way my brain works, I quickly called P***** and had him arrange for the hotel kitchen to warm the food properly for us. I knew that if we tried to do this ourselves in our kitchen, we would mess things up and have a lousy dinner. Further, we ordered some add-on dishes and rice to complete a sumptuous spread at our dinner table in the apartment.

H** my internet friend was on the way . I had to fashion some kind of explanation. By phone, I arranged for Chris to pop in during dinner and make a show of our important post-dinner engagement that made me unavailable to H**.

After dinner, H** who arrived just as we were finishing dinner was invited to eat. While she ate, Chris arrived and 5Cents and I excused ourselves to go out as if it was all very important. I sadly said goodbye to H*** who proved to be more attractive than her internet photo. Damm! We all make mistakes.

There was also 5Cents, who was new to HCM City. I could not bear to leave him to explore the city’s night places himself knowing that I had encouraged him to come on the trip.

We left Mongerx, with the two girls C** and H** and took a slow walk to Apocalypse from the Apartment. It’s a good half a kilometer stroll, a nice way to have a feel of a city’s layout.

The 3 of us headed to Apocalypse and parked ourselves in the bar area there. It was only just filling up and a few small groups of ladies hung around awaiting. Nothing really interesting caught our eye and we went through about 2 beers each at 40,000 Dongs per bottle of beer. Around 11.30pm, I suddenly remembered that EK another locally based Singaporean had been waiting for me since 7pm at the local Hard Rock Café nearby. In fact, knowing that we were coming, he had parked himself in HCM City since the previous day although he lived a good 70 km from Saigon. I called him on the phone and managed to connect after several attempts. He said to go over to the Underground pub from where we could move on to another good place.

We exited Apocalypse still single and walked over to the Underground pub which was in Dong Khai Street, 2 parallel streets away from Thi Sach. Took us about 10 minutes and we soon found EK with his brother and group of expat friends. They were surrounded by a bevy of expat women of all sorts including a Mongolian, Russian and others of mixed heritage. There did not seem to be any Vietnamese women in the place.


People were watching football in the pub and there was noisy banter and cheers whenever some excitement happened during the match being played between Arsenal and Manchester United.

Around 12.40 am, I informed EK that we wanted to move on and he suggested the Sahara Pub Club in Pham Ngu Lau Street. We hopped into a taxi after saying goodnight to the others and were soon at the Sahara’s main door. It appeared to be very small up-front but, once you enter, the club extends deep within. The place was packed solid and we were ushered to a table in the rear left side. Some small groups of women were dancing sexily with their male companions and others in their own small group. We ordered our drinks and were busily hunting with our eyes around the room. I decided to take my own drink and wander around back to the front side of the pub. Along the way, I spotted my mark, a smaller built girl with a face I liked and held my hand out to her as if to greet her and she pulled up to me. I leaned on the wall next to her and put my free hand around her body and she let me. I was set for the night, this was the girl for me.

5Cents also came around and stood on the opposite wall to me and soon had another girl with him.

After some gyrating and groping, I led the girl by the hand back to our table at the rear and was happy to see that Chris and EK had a girl each next to them. Hmmm., fast this place, the women were now all over us.

I put my drink on the table and groped my girl with both hands and she encouraged me by gyrating her bum on my prick. I shoved my hand down her jeans to grab at her bare bottom sinking it under her underwear.

We danced and groped around the table. During this time, I noticed that 5Cents wanted to switch his girl for another and I saw him give her some Dongs. Later, I learnt that he was giving her money to seek out girls for him whenever he saw what he thought he liked.

When I was satisfied that he had found a partner, I gestured to all that it was time for us to go back and we started to leave. On the way out, 5Cents dumped his new girl apparently because she asked him for 100 USD. My girl was outside with me and I discovered that she had her motorbike parked nearby. I told the others that I would ride back with her and see them back at the apartment.

We walked round the corner and she tipped the “guard” of the motorcycle park some small change and they wheeled her bike out. We hopped on and she rode me back to the apartment hotel. The guard below enquired and waved her to park on the side and we walked up to the apartment. At the reception, I had my girl produce her ID to be kept by them and we went up without further hassles. The front desk had finally got the message that we were priviledged somehow.


As I entered the apartment, Mx and C** were on the sofa in the midst of some action and she was startled and jumped off him. I said goodnight and my girl and I went into my room. I wondered if she would tell H** about my companion for the night.

In my room, I had a quick dump and showered first after leaving her to lie down on the bed. Later, when I was nicely washed up, I gestured her to go use the shower while I rested on the bed and she was soon sliding into bed beside me.

She then got up and stripped my briefs off me and gave me a nice lick from the knees up to my balls and prick. It was without a doubt the master strokes of an artist as she worked on my shaft and erotic spots. Without effort, she licked and then swallowed my shaft and made me want her soon enough. I threw her a condom from the bedside and she slipped it on me and sat on me sliding me all the way in gently. The fucking lasted a good half hour before I exploded into the rubber sheath and she clasped me tighter to her as she felt me release.

As with other cities, although I had her ID safely in the reception’s hands, I rather let her go after a solid round than be greedy. You can never tell with girls who solicit on their own. It had been a great round of sex and I wanted to sleep. Saw her to the door and waved her goodnight after slipping some 500,000 dongs into her jeans. She did not count it.

Hey Crazier! Good report. I guess I had never thought of Vietnam as a monger destination. I sure sounds like you had a good time. Maybe a place to add to my growing list of places to play! Nice report and nice pics. Thanks!

Is it common for the girls to give you a quote in US dollars? That is never a good sign anywhere in the world other than Cambodia and Cuba where the US Dollar is the standard form of currency.

In HCM City, the major currency should be DOngs and that's what was quoted at the Karaoke.
This was a local type joint.

At Bong Sen, and the Tokyo Massage places, where they see many tourists, the girls seem to know only Uncle SAm's currency.

where can i find vietsingles website?