The following was written during my third day of my second trip to Bangkok May 2002

Eden was on my to do list for this visit to BKK. I had not made it to this well renowned and apparently well-hidden venue during my first visit last November. I arrived around 3PM yesterday. Apparently, Marc was on holiday, so I did not get to meet this character. Too bad, I was looking forward to the encounter. I won't divulge the location of this particular establishment, apparently it is meant to be a secret. When I arrived outside Eden, there were three relatively disinterested, unresponsive and not particularly attractive women sitting outside. My attempt at conversation with them simply resulted in their pointing at the entrance door. So, I went through the doorway and into a very dark room. As my eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, I found that I was the only customer. The bar area was smaller and narrower than I expected. The 15 foot long bar was on the left, small tables and chairs were arranged along the right hand sidewall (about 5 feet from the bar) with some more tables and chairs back beyond the bar in a small room in the back. The Eden ladies occupied almost all of the chairs and tables along the sidewall and in the back area. I didn't see any real lookers during my first scan of the hostesses.

I really wanted to take a second to get a feeling for the place before selecting a hostess. Although Eden was only a short walk from the Nana Hotel, I was damp from the heat of the day. I asked for a drink from the cordial woman behind the bar. I told her I wanted to cool off for a couple of minutes before the girls lined up. She told me that would be ok. She gave me the drink and "the menu". All of the girls immediately lined up, including the three girls from outside, for my inspection/choice. This occurred before I had even taken my first sip of liquid refreshment.

Suddenly, I was being pressured to make a quick decision. I wasn't particularly surprised; I had done enough research to know that this place was all about business, not about lounging around at the bar. So I turned around on my bar stool and began my viewing of the girls. This is a completely different experience than selecting a girl from a fishbowl like at CP2. At CP2, the girls were far away and could not really see the potential client's selection/rejection process. At CP2, I did not have to get that bad feeling of personally rejecting the ladies as I inspected one after another. Some of the Eden ladies were only 3 feet away from me. There were about 25 or so girls and none was more than 20 feet away. I tried to keep a straight face as I methodically reviewed the ladies starting from the doorway to my right and proceeding to the left where about 8 of the women were crammed up next to the far end of the bar. My mental selection process went something like this. No, No, No, Absolutely not, No, EEK, NO, No, No, No, Hell no, No, Ugh, No, No, Wooof, No, No way, Maybe, No, EEK, not in this lifetime, No, NO, maybe, No, No, No, NO.

I was too big of a coward to just say, "No thank you and dash out the door into the street and run for my life. So I selected one of the two "maybe" girls located in the back of the bar. She was a very tall lady compared to the others and she was the only one in the place that was smiling. She was one of the anal providers. I let her choose her partner. As it turns out, she chose one of the greeter girls from outside. Her friend was younger, had very crooked teeth, and lots of tattoos on her back, legs and arms. (I would not have chosen this particular lady and was a bit disappointed in the selection. Then again, I would have been disappointed with any of the other possible selections, so it really did not matter who was chosen.)

I was immediately led up the stairs to the room; #2 grabbed the toys while #1 directed me into the play area. The room was a friggin' sauna. It must have been 95 degrees Fahrenheit. I mean it was stinking hot! In just a couple of minutes, while we made small talk, we all broke out into heavy sweats. I wanted a couple of pictures and #1 told me that I would have to pay the bar another 700 Baht and give each of the girls some outrageous tip. I guessed that she was talking about taking pics of them nude and doing various sex acts. I wasn't interested in taking anything but a picture with girls fully clothed so I did not have to pay all of that extra Baht. I downloaded the picture this morning; let's just say I wasn't real impressed with the looks of my selections.

The girls tried playing with the AC, but it never really functioned properly. We took a shower together to cool off prior to the entertainment and I entered the room to a TV blasting loud screams from a very bad porno movie. I had the volume lowered and we proceeded to the fun. The session went something like this: One girl gave me a BJ while the other girl kissed and fondled me, they switched positions, and that was followed with my having intercourse with #2 while #1 whined "Why you not cum? Why you no strong?" We were all drenched in sweat and were slipping and sliding all over one another. It was like we were all covered in salad oil. The sheets were soaked.

The girls played with the strap-on dildo for a few minutes in an attempt to "get me strong". I'm sorry, this sorry demonstration was just very comical but they did get me to laugh. In fact, we all laughed when I told them that I couldn't take it anymore.

Both girls worked very hard at pleasing me, but overcoming the stifling heat of the room was almost impossible. Number 1 kept on saying "Why you no strong? Why you no cum?" I was being overwhelmed by heat exhaustion. The heat almost won. In summary, I had a hard time reaching one orgasm in the 90-minute session and it happened via serious concentration during the anal thing with #1 while #2 was slapping me on the ass cheering me on. I felt like it was a contest or even worse that I was performer (a clown) in a circus! We went down stairs after a shower and I bought the two ladies a round of drinks. Back in the bar, there were no other patrons. My opinion of the whole experience is that I'm glad I did it and I probably will not do it again. Thanks, Marc. Sorry, I missed you! Get the AC fixed!

Sorry the AC failed. I would have gone back out and requested an AC room, hombre. At their prices, I am there to do them in MY comfort, not theirs. The day they pay ME is when they can keep me in a non-AC room.

Call me too picky... it's still MY money.

I agree. You did not have to accept the room. I have heard of very few folks who were not blown away by their Eden Club experiences. The girls on average are 5-8"s I cannot recall seeing any really ugly ones though. Your eperience seems to be unique. Pretty expensive for a lousy time. I have never had anything but a wild time at Eden Club. Bye the way it is hardly a secret. Have their own web site and directions to club are all over this site.