Prolog
I have always professed that a man is primarily responsible for his own happiness. My happiness is dependant on respect. Especially when it comes to the behavior of my wife and her efforts to make me a happy and satisfied married man. Overweight women have always been especially repulsive to me. Not only do they turn me off sexually, but the mere fact that they are fat implies to me that they are lazy. My wife was thin by most standards when we married 20+ years ago. We had a vigorous and satisfying sex life. As the years progressed, she continued to add the weight. No amount of pleading and bribery could entice her to return to the woman I married. Unwilling to be a "cheating" husband sneaking around under cover of deceit, I stated my alternatives. Either she loses the weight and modifies her sexual performance to satisfy my needs or I will go to Thailand and get the quality of personal attention I think I deserve.
I delivered this ultimatum a couple years ago, with the intention of it being a birthday present to myself on my 50th birthday. There was no noticeable effort on her part to comply with my demands and my 50th came and went. At the time, my work and home life schedule prevented me from following through with the threat. In April of 2003 I had scheduled myself on a guided tour to the entertainment districts of Thailand. Again last minute complications and vigorous pleadings from my wife succeeded in preventing my follow through. In the months that followed, I regularly reminded my wife that I truly would go to Thailand for sex if she didn't lose the weight before the September 1st cutoff for a deposit on the October tour. September first came. I booked my sex tour. My wife started a diligent effort to lose weight...? The deadline had PASSED..!!! Here is an account of that trip.
23 October 2003: I'm sitting in the international terminal of the Los Angeles airport. It's 7:40 PM. The last few days have been tense. I expected to be excited...HOT, to be off on an adventure, but now the point has been made. I actually got on the plane and left, just like I promised. As I drove to the airport this afternoon I contemplated just going on home. How happy she would be... She would do her best to make me feel good for the next few days or maybe weeks, but nothing would change really. It wouldn't be long before things returned to status quo. The American woman has been trained to provide sex only as a favor, not a wife's obligation. And as for quality... take what you get and be grateful. If you look for satisfaction elsewhere you are either a porn pervert or a cheating bastard..!!!
No... Driving past the airport exit wasn't a real option. I have to be a man of my word or my threats have no meaning. There is no deterrence if there is no expectation of action as a result.
It’s been a long day already. I got up at 04:00 to commute in for work. There is a 5 1/2 hour wait before I board for Taipei. I'll be toast by the time I get to Bangkok 20 hours from now.
First day in Bangkok: The trip was looong..!! My butt was aching by the time we got to the hotel at 1PM Bangkok time. We had an hour to dump our stuff in our rooms and catch a shower, then orientation. We discussed cultural differences and tour itinerary. After a brief Q&A the tour broke into three groups. Some went to the massage parlors, some went to the Eden club and some of us just went back to our rooms to try and recover from the trip.
I called to get a masseuse to come to my room. Somehow the bellman must have misinterpreted my expectations. Ten minutes later a knock on my door. When I opened the door I met a very attractive young girl, dressed not in the expected white smock or sweat suit, but a V-neck sweater and mini-skirt. I let her in and dressed only in a towel laid across the bed for my massage. Her massage skills weren't up to therapeutic and when she removed the towel and started paying special attention to my ass and brushing the head of my penis with her knee, my suspicions were confirmed. After only 5 minutes she asked me to turn over to my back. Her eyes popped as she got her first glimpse of my semi erect cock. “Big..! You want I ‘smoke’?” She asked. (‘Smoke’ is the Thai prostitute term for fellatio) I countered with, “How much you want?” “Smoke and sex 2500bt” (about $60) “No, too much, I give you 1000bt.” Bla, bla, bla, bla… A long story short: I agree to pay her 2000bt plus 300 for food and taxi. She showers and returns to the bed with a Thai condom. It is small by American standards. I could smell the strawberry sent, probably her favorite flavor. With some effort she managed to roll it onto my cock and sucked it to reasonable rigidity. We try sex in several positions and after considerable effort on both our parts I finally manage to cum in the overly small Thai condom.
First experience: Girl 9+, effort on her part 7, smoke OK, overall experience was hampered by her expressions of pain, the condom, fatigue. I think I felt worse by the time she left. I had paid too much, and even the image of my relative large cock in her tiny body hadn’t brought my blood to a boil like my younger days.
7:45 PM the First day in Bangkok: We all meet in the hotel lobby for a trip to the Landmark for dinner. The walk is about 5 blocks, but I feel like I’m in a pervert parade. 30+ American men walking through the streets of a Bangkok neighborhood world renowned for prostitution. The food is passable but not great. After dinner it is on to the Nana Plaza. We go as a group to the Hollywood bar. There are probably 20 girls dancing on two stages and easily 50 more wandering the floor as hostess or waitresses. I take a seat by the stage and try to order a Budwiser. It is loud and I have to repeat my order several times before getting an understanding nod. The waitress brings me Red Wine…?? Budwi… Red Wine…? I guess it is a possible mistake. I traded the wine for a glass of water and tried to enjoy the show. I was tired and frustrated from the failed massage. I really just wanted some sleep. Is I sat appreciating the beautiful women dancing inches from my face, I get a tap on my shoulder. It is the tour leader. Concerned that I am not actively engaging the girls, he has selected a thin very attractive young woman with Caucasian features for my assessment. I feel her thigh and squeeze her butt gently. She is firm. I try to start a conversation but either she can’t understand me because of the loud music or doesn’t speak but a few words of English. With one arm I easily lift her onto my lap. She turned her back to me and started grinding her firm little butt into my groin. I ordered her a lady drink (~5oz cola) and she Wei’d me (hands together finger tips to the nose and bow) then took my hands and placed them on her small breasts. We sit and tease each other for one or two songs. I suggest we “go my hotel” and pay the waitress the bar fine (600bt ~$15) I figure it is an easy way to shake the pervert gang and spend some quiet time. Maybe this girl will do the trick; get my blood boiling and make me feel like a young stallion again. The girl goes to change into her street clothes. I chat the waitress while I wait. She has a very pretty face and seems to speak fair English. My girl returns and we walk back to the hotel. She takes the pre sex shower and returns to wait in the bed while I shower. When I appear naked I’m greeted with amazement at the size of my cock. I figure it is standard procedure to either build ego or bargain for more compensation. I hand her a Trojan Magnum. I figure part of my problem the first time was the tight condom. She tries her best to finish me with a skillful blow job, but it’s no use… my cock is insisting on pussy. Although the girl is tiny, after the initial stretch, the only tightness I feel is the condom. Her pussy is dripping wet but she grimaces and cries out every time I thrust deep. She begs me to cum. I remove the condom and masturbate to a climax on her stomach. I give her the 1000bt agreed ST fee.
Girl number 2: Looks 8, effort 7, smoke OK, overall experience unsatisfactory due to the condom, expressions of pain rather than pleasure and the lack of eating pussy. I walked her back to the bar.
The pretty waitress immediately spots me as I enter the bar. She is probably the prettiest girl in the place, though you can’t see much of her figure through the school girl costume. “You look more girl?” she asked. “No I came back for you.” I said. She wrinkled her brow in confusion. “I want you. You go with me my hotel?” I said. “OK you pay Mama San.” I pay the 600bt and she goes to change into her street clothes. I take 25mg of Viagra while I wait. She returns and looks amazing!! She is wearing a tight sleeveless sweater and jeans. She’s flat in all the right places and round in all the right places with surprisingly large breasts for a Thai girl. Back in the room I get the ‘big cock’ routine again. She is small with no evidence of babies. After the shower on goes the Trojan. A little ‘smoke’ to get the Viagra working and with copious amounts of lube we get started. She is tight and beautiful but the condom and fatigue win out. After about 20 minutes of pumping in various positions I give up. She is concerned, but I assure her I’m OK with the outcome. I ask if she can stay ‘Long Time’, but she insists she needs to get back. We shower together. I pay the 1000bt and walk her to security for her ID.
Girl 3: Looks 10, effort 9, attitude 9, experience… frustration.
It was midnight. The trip to paradise wasn’t going well, but its only my first day, I’m tired and still having issues with the condoms. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Day Two in Bangkok: Its 6:30 AM I’m short on baht after the first days adventures, so I go in search of a place to change some travelers checks. Thailand wakes up late. There won’t be any place to change money until 8:30, so I use my ATM card and pull 5000bt ($125) I hit the hotel restaurant for breakfast. The day’s itinerary is the Eden Club for those who want to go and missed yesterdays outing. Papa Eden is opening 1 hour early for tour members. The Eden Club specializes in 2 girl fantasy sex sessions. The girls are selected not so much for their looks but sexual prowess. This is not to say they are a bunch of dogs. These women put most sexy American women to shame in the looks department. It is still early, so I find an internet café’ and check my email and head back to the hotel. In the lobby the guide is assembling a group for the trek to the Eden Club. I happened across the club in my search for the internet café’ so I already know the way. To avoid the parade, I set out with one other tour member. We are the first to arrive. The girls are still getting on their first makeup. Papa Eden shows us the menu and explains the normal procedure. There is a yellow line on the wall. The girls that line up on the left will do anal, the girls on the right will not. I have first choice. I pick a girl from the right side, and ask her to pick a friend she would most like for our session. Her friend is also from the right side of the yellow line. There is no drinking to break the ice. The girls get their ‘kit’ of toys and lead me to a short time hotel next door. There is no talk of money. It is all included in the 3500bt fee I will pay back at the Eden Club when we are done. Up in the room it is the ultimate pampering. One girl goes to shower while the other undresses me and carefully folds my clothes. Next she leads me to the shower where she washes every part of my body, paying careful attention to my cock and asshole. She gives me mouth wash and uses mouth wash herself. We are both squeaky clean and I suspect her friend is too. After the shower both girls gently dry me complementing and fondling my cock. They lead me to the bed that is surrounded by mirrors. There is a mirror on the ceiling and a TV in the corner playing a series of porn movies. These girls alternately suck, fuck, finger, massage, and titillate every part of my body. I am quivering with excitement, but still haven’t cum. The ladies are not discouraged. We have a full 90 minutes… They pull out their toys and give me a good lesbian show with a strap-on. I join in with titty sucking and clit massage. I am hard again, but have already used the Trojan XLs I brought and know the Thai condoms will do more to frustrate me than finish the job. The more experienced girl applies some KY to my naked cock and with a combination of hand manipulation and tongue technique easily brings me to a satisfying climax. Again the shower and mouthwash routine followed by a massage then dress for the walk next door. I tip each girl 1000bt they are the most professional and caring providers on the planet. The customer’s satisfaction is premiere in their mission.
Girl 4: looks 8+, Girl 5: looks ~7 both girls effort 9+, attitude 10.
I return to the hotel for lunch. Sautéed Red Snapper is excellent. I have 2 beers with my lunch and head to my room for a nap.
The evening meal is at an Italian place. The food was passable. After dinner we head off for Soi Cowboy. Soi Cowboy is a street lined on both sides with Go-Go bars. We wade into the center and enter one of the bars. (The Doll House) My heart isn’t into this tonight. I somehow feel under pressure to perform, though from who I can't decide. I sit at the stage and order a Coke. There are maybe 10 girls on stage at any one time. They seem to change every dance or at least change positions. The costumes are brief… some girls are dancing nude. I figure I’ll pick a quick ST and send her home in a cab when I'm done. That way I’ll be done early and get some much needed sleep. I see a small dancer that is moving much more energetically than the rest. We make eye contact and I call her over. I place a 100bt note in her G-string. She immediately leaves the stage to be by my side. (100bt is $2.50) I buy her a ‘lady drink’ again the wei with “korp koon kaw” (thank you sir) I get right to the point. “How much bar fine?” She says 500bt. I give her a 1000bt note she wei’s me again and disappears in the crowd. I take 50 mg of Viagra. I’m determined the condom won’t make me soft this time. When she returns with my change she is in street clothes. She is tiny!! Even in heels she couldn’t be more than 4’10”. The trip back to the hotel is maybe 10 blocks so I opt for a taxi. The taxi is 40bt ($1) The pre-sex shower and as expected the ‘big dick’ routine. This time I would have to agree. The Viagra has brought me to full staff for the first time this trip and the girl is small. It does look “too big”. On with the XL and plenty of Astro Glide. She is tight and we take a couple minutes to negotiate a fit. Her pussy is shaved and the visual is unbelievable. The condom is numbing, but the Viagra keeps me in the action. After several positions I decide to give the poor girl a break. She has valiantly put up with full penetration with only the minimum of complaints. I remove the condom and lube her hands. Her skill at the ‘smoking hand-job’ is no match for the pros at Eden so I assume command and masturbate to completion on her stomach. She goes to the shower clutching her groin, biting her lower lip. We dress. I give her 1000bt and escort her to security for her ID. I hand her 40bt for a taxi and we wei each other.
Girl 6: looks 7, effort 8, attitude 7.
I go to the lobby for an espresso. Its 10 PM. I drink my coffee in the quiet empty lobby then go to my room for some sleep. I awaken at 3:30 and log the day’s events. I pack for the trip to Pattaya.
Day 3, the trip to Pattaya: The trip to Pattaya includes a tour of the Royal Palace. Its mandatory, since we leave from the palace directly to Pattaya. With fresh Thai pussy in their nostrils the pervert parade is true to form, leering at every attractive girl and talking loudly amongst themselves about the last two days adventures. I am embarrassed for the American image. As we leave the palace the group stalls at a street corner and the street vendors descend. I slip and show some interest in one vendor’s wares. They swarm me like Barracuda. I can’t shake these guys. I finally have to get on the bus to get them off my back.
We make it to Pattaya about 3 PM. The hotel looks nice. The staff is overwhelmed by the tour check in. The process is lengthy and frustrating. We have half an hour to drop our stuff and meet in the lobby for a trip to a massage parlor. This is an oil massage (non-sexual) 2 full hours included a shower before and after. While the others try and find the perfect beautiful girl to give their massage, I chose the girl most aggressively marketing the spa. She is talented and tireless, but the room is a little cold for my liking. Still, I fall asleep during the leg massage and have to be awakened to roll over. I feel relaxed, but realize I have some sore muscles. The long hours on the plane brings to mind DVT.
The tour group meets at 6:45 for the group dinner. Tonight it is the “Lobster Pot” on famous Walking Street. As the pervert parade strolls down Beach Road we pass a beer bar with maybe 200 girls. The atmosphere is like groupies at a rock concert there is cheering and screaming and cat calls. The guys are eating this stuff up. At the Lobster Pot we are seated out on a deck overlooking the water. The night is warm and humid. Some are complaining about the heat. It can’t be helped, quit whining. The food is fair, but the service is slow and the separate checks take an eternity. Price was even a little high, $12.00 (500bt) for steamed crab, rice and a coke. The nights plan was to head off for the famed soapy massage after dinner, but dinner took so long that the discount the tour director had negotiated expired. Back up plan was to hit “Living Dolls” go- go and try and get lucky there. Getting lucky in Thailand has a different feel than getting lucky in the states. Anyone can get laid in Thailand. Getting lucky just means the girl you pick is the kind of girl that you want.
I clearly don’t belong with this group. The East Coast guys are loud and obnoxious, the Blacks are braggadocios animated and craving attention and the rest are fat, insecure, socially inept, leering dogs that couldn’t get laid anywhere else on earth. I wouldn’t wish this on any woman, but the existence of such misfits is what provides a sizable portion of this market.
Still suffering from sleep depravation, I head directly back to my room alone. The time was 9 PM. I shower and hit the sack.
3:30 AM day 4. I’ve been listening to the doors slam for a couple hours as the guys return with their catch of the day and later as the girls leave. I shower and go down to the lobby for some coffee. After coffee I walk the streets. It is dimly lit, but there is no threat. Not like an American city street after all the businesses close. There are a few people on the street, but for the most part they leave you alone. I find an Internet Café and check my mail. About sunup I find a 24 hour barber shop and get a haircut. (100bt ~$2.50) I join the group for breakfast. Again socially inept behavior in a family environment. Can’t these guys have a little class..??
Some shopping, a nap and lunch, then I’m ready to hit the “Soapy Massage” without the group. One of the more tolerable members of the group wants to go along and we get snagged by a third who never shuts up. He comes along just so he can talk to someone. I think everyone else is ducking him.
The Sa-bi-dee massage is a large establishment the massive lobby includes a bar and tables facing a three tiered seating area behind a large plate glass window. Seated behind the window are attractive women in evening gowns. They are diverse to provide something for every taste. The process is to select 1 or more women from the “fish bowl” and go upstairs for the soapy massage. I picked a girl and when she came out I had her select a partner to provide me with the ultimate two girl soapy massage experience. Upstairs are rooms with a bed on one side, large tiled area with a drain on the other side. On one corner of the tiled area is a large bathtub. When you enter the room one girl will start drawing a warm bath, while the other quickly showers and helps you undress. You are then led to the tub. When you get in and lean back on the pillow, one of the girls gets in the tub with you, sliding her legs under yours. She then proceeds to gently scrub your entire body with body shampoo and a fine mesh. While washing your shoulders and back she makes sure to rub you with her titties and stomach. When you are sufficiently clean they help you out of the tub and onto an inflated mattress. One girl will cover you, the mattress and herself with copious volumes of warm soapy water. Next both girls will join you on the mattress, sliding their legs under you in the grooves of the air mattress and massaging your entire body with their tits and pussies. The feel of their soap slippery skin is fantastic! When they roll you over, guess what is standing tall..? “ohh, so big!!” they giggle and tease, stroking it up and down with their soapy hands. They give the front half the soapy pussy rubdown while they play. Next is the rinse and dry, then over to the bed where they pitch full service sex for another 1500bt each. Tough luck… I only have 1500bt in my pocket. They think it over and agree on the price. The negotiation has caused my cock to shrivel up. Efforts to revive it with a hand-job are to no avail. They place a condom over the tip and suck my cock up inside. The feel of their warm mouths starts the revival. My cock never regained it’s full erection. They try sucking, fucking, one sucking while the other licks my ass, sucks my tits – nothing works. 4 condoms later I’m ready to give up, but they aren’t willing to admit defeat. They try the KY hand job, BBBJ, but nothing is going to breath life back into the dead penis. To end the torment I take control and masturbate to a climax while one sucks my tits and the other massages my ass. I’m frustrated and tired. The positive effects of the soapy are gone along with over $100 worth of baht. I’m broke save for a few coins. I figure I can take the baht bus back to the hotel. Recognizing my situation one of the girls gives me 40bt for a taxi. I go down stairs to wait for the other two tour members. One of the girls buys me a coke, before they thank me and return to the fish bowl. The others come down and we take the baht bus back to the hotel. I’m exhausted and fall asleep. I sleep through dinner, waking to the sound of slamming doors around 1AM. I dress and go to the internet café to kill time while my noisy neighbors do their thing.
Day 5: There is a scheduled trip to a private island later and I verbally committed to go. Without an escort it won’t be much fun, but I feel obligated. At breakfast I check with the group. There seems to be sufficient participation that I can weasel out of the island excursion without much grief. I spend the day exploring the general Pattaya Beach area by myself. My email from home informs me that the dogs have been fighting and the generator is acting up. Maybe I should try and get home early so I can have the weekend to get things straightened out.
The mall across the street from the hotel is just like a mall in any major US city. I have lunch at McDonneld’s. It’s a taste of familiar food that seems comforting in the midst of strange surroundings. I walk down the street to one of the many massage studios. I get a 2 hour traditional Thai massage. I have time for an afternoon nap before the evening’s group dinner. At 7 PM the gang starts off to the New Orleans restaurant. The manager has the entire second floor reserved for our group and we fill it to near capacity. I have steak and it is very good; tender and spicy. Again separate checks take an eternity to process. While we wait for the checks I ask the tour director if there is a way to get a flight out a couple days early. I explain the problems growing at home.
By 9:30 PM we are ready for the trip to Soi 8. Soi 8 is a street lined on both sides by beer bars. There are hundreds of girls, all looking to spend the night with a foreigner (fa-rung)… for a price of course. The tour director wants to get some promotional shots of the guys enjoying the ‘Rock Star’ welcome he expects when we arrive. The welcome is enthusiastic. I steer clear of the main body to avoid the photo shoot. About half way down the street I see a 30ish woman calling to me. She is pretty, about 4’9” or 4’10” with firm shapely legs and nice round butt. Unlike the young girls she is dressed with a little more class. She is wearing a long sleeve high neck sweater and tight hot-pants with high block heels. Her glasses give her that cute girl at the bank look. As I stop her face lights up and she takes my hand and leads me up to the bar. Her friends cheer her on. The atmosphere at the bar is joking, fun, party like. She speaks fair English. (I’ll call her ‘L’)I order a ‘rum and coke’ and a ‘lady drink’ for her. We try to talk but the music is loud and the language challenges make it more difficult than satisfying. I suggest we go someplace quiet. She has a friend that owns a bar on Soi 7. I pay her 200bt bar fine and we set out. When we arrive there is a live band playing at the entrance of the bar. To be cordial, I order drinks, with the expectation that we will only stay a few minutes. She chats her friends as we drink. Her friend buys us a shot of something (a liquour of some kind). We toast her friend, each other and down the shots. ‘L’ gets a motorcycle to take us back to the hotel. The ride is fun, it brings back memories of Vietnam 1974. It is by now 11 PM the hotel bar is empty, so we order drinks and sit down. Here we can talk. Though she is a hot looking woman, I’m not really focused on getting her up to the room for sex. I haven’t, just, talked to a woman since I got in the country. We talk. ‘L’ is 40 years old. She has 3 daughters 21, 14, and 8. She divorced her husband 6 years ago when he refused to go back to work to support the family. ‘L’ works 3 months a year to support her 2 youngest daughters and crippled mother. The girls stay with her mother during her working months. She worries that she will get to old to work before her daughters are grown and on their own. I sense she is uneasy just talking. She wants to go to my room and earn some money, though it is never stated. In the room I ask if she would like to spend the night. ‘Long Time’ or spending the night usually costs twice what ‘Short Time’ costs, but it is only a few bucks either way and if we do LT she won’t be rushed to finish me and get back to the bar for a possible second customer. She is happy to stay the night. ‘L’ takes the pre-sex shower and returns for my inspection. Without her glasses and make-up her age is more evident, still she is a very pretty woman. Her body is flawless, smooth baby soft skin without hair or wrinkles. She has just a light decoration of pubic hair on a pussy that any 19 year old would be proud to display. I head off for my shower with my cock already coming to attention. ‘L’ is warm and eager to please me. Though she is a small girl she doesn’t give me the ‘Cock too big’ routine. While I lay on my back she teases me to full arousal then mounts me without a condom. Her pussy is tight and wet. She is athletic and talented as I would expect from a professional. Within minutes she either cums or gives a very convincing impression of an orgasm. She then turns ‘reverse cowboy’ and rides me to completion. The experience is very satisfying. We both shower and return to bed. I give her a massage and she returns the favor. She asks if I want to go again. I’m very relaxed and suggest we get some sleep. Its 12:30 AM.
1 AM Day 6: After barely falling asleep we are awakened by the sound of slamming doors. My neighbor returns with his loud talking girl. Remembering the ribbing I gave him at breakfast, he quiets her down, but I can still hear the whispers and muted groans. I get up and turn on the air conditioner to mask the sound. ‘L’ cuddles close to me and we sleep until 7 AM. After getting dressed I give ‘L’ 2000bt. That is the standard LT rate in Bangkok, but Pattaya is usually much less. She is very appreciative. “Not for me. I send all family. Thank you very much handsome man!” (I love that broken English…
)I ask ‘L’ to recommend a place to eat. I want to avoid the rowdy disrespectful tour group breakfast. We go to a hotel just down the street that caters to British tourists and expatriates. The food is good and the atmosphere is quiet and civilized. Breakfast for 2 is 170bt ($4.25). After breakfast I offer her 40bt for a taxi. She looks sad and asks if I want her to go. I explained we both had things to do, but she could meet me later. Her face brightened. “Yes you call my cell phone. I come your hotel.” “When you call?” We agree on 4 PM.
At 4 PM I call ‘L’. At first she’s confused, but recognizes my voice and says she will be 30 min. She arrives in a white short sleeve blouse and a black miniskirt. She is a head turner…’hot mama’! I told her I’d be leaving in the morning for the states, but would still like to spend the evening with her. I can see her disappointment. My original projection was to stay through Friday night and she was probably counting on the money. “OK, Up to you”. Its hot in the hotel lobby, but I’m not really in the mood to go upstairs and play. I suggest we go across the street to the mall and see if there is something of interest. ‘L’ walks beside me, not shopping or asking for anything. She seems to be content just to be with me. We continue on over to the beach road and walk towards Soi 8. I know she needs to make a showing at her bar and pay a fine for tonight. It seems to take no time at all to walk the couple miles to Soi 8. Her friends are impressed that she has the same man again. We order a drink and she chats her co-workers We pay the fine and catch a baht bus back to the hotel. A quick shower and back to bed. I can’t get over her soft and perfect skin. She is gentle, titillating and skillful. “Cha Cha, go slow” she says. We take our time. Again it is an amazing and satisfying experience. We shower and head down to the lobby. I see the tour director and tell him I’ll be leaving in the morning. He’s surprised. I tell him I booked on China Air for about $400. I explain I need to get back early too attend to developments that transpired since the trip began.'L' and I go to a Vietnamese restaurant down the block from the hotel. She orders for both of us. The restaurant is a local favorite. The food is very good. After dinner we walk up the street to a bar with a pool table and try our hand at pool. Neither of us is very good. We go back to my hotel room. We shower and get in bed. It’s a slow, caressing, fondling sort of foreplay. Not kissing, but sniffing in a Thai show of affection. Her performance is very convincing. We could be lovers. When she cums, I ease her over on the bed and gently massage her. We clean up and return to bed. The 1AM door slamming jolts me awake. ‘L’ puts her head on my shoulder and holds me tight. She checks to see if I’m aroused and want to play. I put my arms around her and tell her to get some sleep.
3 AM Day 7: I get my wakeup call. One last shower, I hand ‘L’ another 2000bt and we’re out the door.
The cashier claims she cannot get my safe deposit box before 7 AM. “Please get the manager.” I have a 9:00 plane to catch and need to leave the lobby by 4:15 AM for the drive to Bangkok.
While we wait ‘L’ tells me about how she spends a week with Buddha every year when she returns home from her work in Pattaya. Its her way of coping. It calms her heart and makes her smile. She is at peace with what she has to do to provide for her family.
20 minutes pass and the hotel manager arrives. I get my valuables and check-out. Surprisingly I get about 800 baht refund. My car arrives about 4:20 AM. ‘L’ translates with the driver to make sure it is the right car and he understands it is prepaid. We both get in the car. She will ride with me to Soi 7 where she has a place she stays while working in Pattaya. At Soi7 she gets out. She is forcing a smile but her eyes are wet. “Thank you hansome man, Sawasdee ka, Bye Bye”. The door closes and she walks away. My driver pauses briefly then moves on. We make good time to BKK with only a 10 minute stop half way for coffee. At the terminal he demonstratively checks the car to make sure I have taken everything. I tip him 200bt ($5) “Korp koon krup, My boss have safe trip. Come back soon to Thailand” he said. “Sawasdee krup”.
The trip back was long.