As I surmounted the stairs, a familiar face beamed a huge smile at me. I grinned back automatically in response but moments later realize it’s Feisty that’s locked eyes with me. This is the girl who suggested I should not take a different girl from the same bar. Of course, this is also the same girl who bailed out on me early that morning. I laughed and gave her a hug. “Where’s Corker?” I asked.
She quickly recovered and pointed to the stage. Fortunately, I recognized my girl and waved to her. I grabbed a seat and waited for her. The waitress tried to get me to buy a drink, but I told her I was paying bar and sent her to fetch the bill. Corker came off the stage and gave me a big kiss. “Go get dressed; we’re going to the movies.” She dashed off and I paid up.
I was keen to catch an early show and took a taxi. Just for fun, I asked the tuk-tuk drivers how much they wanted: minimum of 100 baht. I laughed and said we’d take an air-conditioned taxi for less.
We explored the malls around Siam station and debated over which movie to see. We settled on Eragon. I wish the movie was half as good as the theatre. I dare say I’d sit through a Pauly Shore movie in one of Bangkok’s better movie houses. Of course sitting in a double seat with Corker pressed in beside me might even enable me to tolerate an Alan Smithee film festival.
Afterward, we hung out around the malls for a bit. The properties were lavishly decorated for Xmas. I hear folks complain that a Buddhist country shouldn’t get involved with Christmas, but at least they do it right. I mean, it stopped being a Christian holiday a long time ago, today it’s just another excuse to go shopping and the Thais know how to shop.
Xmas tree at the airport
She wasn’t interested in eating, so it was back to the hotel for a night of delightful debauchery. When we got to the room, Corker examined everything inside, particularly the contents of my bag, now strewn over the couch and coffee table. “What?” she would ask picking up some object unknown to her. She soon settled down and flipped through the TV channels until she found a Thai music video station.
Corker was as much fun in the shower and the bed as she was in the bar. We had a terrific night fooling around and I fell asleep exhausted.
It’s a shame I’d not planned things better. In the NY airport I met a girl on her way to a family vacation gathering in Thailand. I really hit it off with her despite the differences in our ages. I was not kidding myself though, this had no relationship potential. She was a fit, well educated babe, half my age. Nevertheless, Ivy League girl invited me to go to Ayuttaya on Friday. Friday morning as it so happened. Early Friday morning. Dammit!
To our rendezvous near the river I had to get up before six. That meant leaving a soft bed in which lay a hot babe. What to do, what to do? I told Corker to sleep in, enjoy the room, and I’d call her in the afternoon. I dashed out the door and hung the “Do not disturb” sign on the knob. I jumped in a taxi and took off for the river.
Dawn on the river
Corker called me an hour later while I was waiting for Ivy League girl. “What are you doing awake? Go to sleep and I’ll call you later!” I told her. It turned out that the cleaning staff kicked her out of the room! Either the “Do not disturb sign” was really the “Make up room” sign or the staff, noting my departure, took it upon themselves to do a clean sweep, Corker and all! I apologized and promised to call her later.
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