Stadium is a 10-12 minute walk around the corner from Sparks, up Mangga Besar to Hayyam Wuruk, turn left, it’s a few doors down the fourth alley on the left (before the pedestrian overpass). The third floor had a bar, which featured live entertainment later in the evening, a sitting area, and a fishbowl. Girls could be found in all three places. Apparently it opened at 1 PM, closed around 2 AM, but I’m not sure how many girls were around early in the afternoon.
One night, I met an Indonesian man who said he was a pilot for Adam Air. He was apparently a beginning monger, around 55 years old, and he knew some of the places but had just stuck his toe in the waters. I took him to a couple of venues, even fixed him up with my favorite girl at Sari Ayu. The only problem was that he chain-smoked Pall Malls—and he said that he could smoke in the cockpit, when I asked him how he managed to go a couple of hours without a cigarette.
Another night, after sessioning on the third floor, I went up to the fourth floor, the disco, and paid the 30,000 Rp. entry. The place was full but not crowded. Inside the entry was the bar area with some seating, and the mamasans and house girls (available for on-site sessioning) occupied that area. Beyond that was the dance floor, with tables on both sides, and a narrow stage all the way in, where some girls got up to dance. It seemed that beyond the house girls were mostly couples, with a smattering of pairs of girls who were not appearing to be interested in hooking up.
As I walked around, I stood near one girl who started a conversation with good English. She was obviously available, a little older and not an immediate “take me,” and when she asked me to buy her a drink, I mumbled something along with “No” and quickly moved away. In about two hours there (between midnight and 2 AM), I didn’t see anyone other than the house girls who seemed to be accessible to me. And I didn’t really check out the house girls, the mamasans were being pushy when I was even close to their area—but I did see a couple out of the corner of my eye that I might like to get to “know.”
The first time I went to the third floor, I saw Mila, and after looking around, took her. She was great in the room, and I said hello to her on a couple of repeat visits, and then took her again. This time, I asked her if she could come to my room after work, and she said she could the next morning. That worked out perfectly, I finished breakfast before 10:30 when she was supposed to show up, and she actually called to tell me she’d be a half hour late. She showed up a few minutes after 11, and stayed until two. Wow, we had a good time (I gave her 250,000 Rp.). I asked her a few days later to come over, but she was starting her period, so I didn’t get to see her again.
Photos: Mila 01 02 03 04 05 06
Ira was a sweetie who was just a delight in the room, a total GFE, but a one-time choice simply because there were too many others.
Photos: Ira 07 08 09 10 11 12
Yeni was another choice that I really liked, and by the time I met her, I realized I could ask her to come to my room later. She came over on two mornings, spending 2 ½ to 3 hours with me. I also gave her 250,000 Rp.
Photos: Yeni 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20
There were a couple of other girls I went with that would not let me take pictures. I had my one bad experience with a “blond” spinner named Irma who feigned pain from the start, and although she didn’t exactly say “Stop,” her attitude was not good at all, and I gave up without popping. I just can’t get aroused when I appear to be hurting my partner.
And some of the girls of Stadium would not go with me. There was one tall spinner that I really wanted to take who refused me, though I tried on at least two visits to book her. And the second time I visited, I picked a beauty who got up from the couch and walked towards me—then the mamasan said “Wewe,” and I realized it was the girl MongerX had taken the day before—and who had come to his room after work. She had changed her hair style (to cornrows), and I didn’t recognize her until the mamasan called her name. But those tits on the spinner body had called out my name. Anyway, I waved her off at that point, and she made a face. After that, every time I came in and saw her, I smiled and beckoned at her and she made faces back at me. But I think MX heard about what I indulged as a playful game and thought I was trying to get “his” girl.
On more than one occasion, I had just spotted a beauty I was about to choose when a mamasan grabbed the girl to lead to another client—my attempts to tell mamasan that I would take that girl NOW were ignored, and my potential prize was whisked off in front of me. There were several mamasans, who were not particularly helpful, either. One always looked at me disdainfully when I entered, then ignored me. Once I walked in, and an Indo guy who was on the elevator with me entered a few steps behind me. Everybody ignored me when I walked in, but when the Indo guy entered, the girls got up and the mamasans mobilized the rest to display for him. I think tipping the mamasans might be in order and yield better results (and a good ROI), since we got a much better reception the very first time I was there (but didn’t tip).
So the place was not too bule-friendly (at least for me), but was still a rich source of top-quality encounters for me. I had some very good experiences with the girls here, and discovered that Stadium girls had a little more freedom than the girls at other places for outside encounters.
Nice pics.