Day 1

I was a bit thrown off by the new airport. Finding the customs line was easy enough, but once I was through, I had trouble finding the bus agents. See, the smart sanuker avoids the taxi and takes the backpacker express downtown. For just over a hundred Baht and a ten minute wait for the bus, I was rolling down the highway.

The first thing you should do when get off a twelve hour flight is get cleaned up. There is no better place in the world to get clean than in Bangkok. I hailed a motoboy and had him take me to the Emerald hotel. The Emerald is a convenient hub from which you can explore a handful of massage joint and soapy palaces.

The hotel wouldn’t let the mortorbike up their entrance way, so I got off and strolled over to the Nattaree. This, for some reason, tends to be one of my favorite soapies, but I have no idea why. I guess I’ve just been lucky here.

Inside there were a score or do girls in the fishbowl. They were, as usual, a mixed bag of beauty and age. What was interesting, however, were the astonishing number of babes hanging around in the lobby. “What’s the scoop, Cap?” I asked the proprietor. He explained that these were all freelancers who came in for extra cash. Upon my inquiry, I learned they were actually more expensive than the soapy girls. Thanks, but no thanks, There were some real dolls in the lobby, to be sure, but I was interested in, um, more bang for my buck.

I’d been eyeing two girls in the fishbowl and one of them was doing her damnedest to attract my attention. Her efforts did not go unrewarded.

I had the captain call over the girl in question. After a brief introduction, I paid the cashier and we went upstairs in the elevator. We made small talk as we got ready. I learned a bit about her, but to be honest, forgot every last detail in the intervening weeks. I like to establish a rapport with a girl, sometimes to my determent, but there you have it.

The tub was soon filled an the action began. She gave me a thorough scrubbing and then prepped the air mattress. For those readers who have never experienced a soapy massage, well, too bad for you! It’s really something else.

I lay prone on the mattress and my girl soused me with soapy suds. The action soon began. She was sliding up and down and all around … oh, heaven! She had me roll over and the process repeated. Rinse, lather, repeat!

<sigh> I can not help but compare every soapy experience to my first lather love in Hatyai, so let me say that my current experience was a very welcome return to Thailand.

When she finished the hard work, we returned to the tub to get cleaned up. I dried off while she continued her toilet, then we both retired to the bed. The next forty five minutes was devoted to frantic copulation. I hadn’t been laid in, well, let’s just say I had a serious case of blue balls.

We lay back on the bed and chatted before getting washed up again. Look at that, only in Thailand for three hours and I’ve already had three baths! I love this place!

Out the door, feeling like a million bucks, I hailed a motoboy. Time for some Nana Plaza action! Ten minutes later, I stood on the other side of the street from Nana, just soaking up the whole experience. It’s like gazing a prime stake for a few moments before digging in, you want to just savor the whole experience first. Once inside, I started at the top and made the rounds, visiting every club worth visiting.

I was particularly interested in meeting Dave the Rave. I introduced myself and sat down for a chat while we watched the show. The girls looked pretty good in their black lingerie. What I dearly wanted to know, Dave dearly wanted to avoid.

I figured that I’d probably take one of the Angel Witch girls for long time. Dave’s a regular contributor to the site and I wanted to give him some business. “Dave,” I asked, “what can expect to pay for long time with one of your girls?” With a perfectly straight face, Dave when on and on about how some girls get more than other girls and it’s really up to her and it depend on how long and your personal negotiating skills and some girls are happy to go with good looking guys and … my eyes glaze over. The man talked for fifteen minutes without telling me anything I didn’t already know. I just wanted a ballpark figure, a benchmark, an approximation, a range, anything. Instead I get this typical Thai runaround.

Gentlemen, it’s official, Dave is not one of us, he’s one of them. I can appreciate that he wants to help the girls, but help them by providing accurate information. I’ll lay out two grand for a longtime with a great girl, but if that’s what they get for short time, let me know right now because I won’t be wasting my time (or theirs) and will move on to the next club. Dave, smarten up, buddy.

I’d visited just about everywhere, but ended up going back to Mandarin. This was one my favorite places because it was also one of Epithemius’s favorite places. Why? The music. They play some sort of speeded up pop music (possibly from Indonesia). It’s a bit whinny, but it really stands out. Unfortunately, they have a new DJ and the music is now typical Thai go-go music.

There were quite a few attention getting Issan girls. I brought them over, one at a time, and gave them the interview. Now, I know some of the more seasoned guys have a great set of interview questions, but I can just never seem to get past something as lame as “You want to go with me?” before giving in. Actually, I did a pretty good job this time and had a lot of fun with a few of them.

The short list consisted of three babes. One was very innocent looking, her friend was feisty and the third was a real corker. Fortunately, they didn’t all dance at the same time, so I had the first two girls alternating with the third. Feisty kept telling me it was up to me if I should take her or Innocent. However, she was trying to convince me to take them both. Tempting. They both looked the same age, about eighteen -- I later learned that there were ten years between them! Thai girls are soooo amazing.

Now, Corker, on the other hand, was a blast. She was about twenty-four and full of smiles and fun. I’d been trying to get my hand under her shirt every time she came around. Finally, she gestured that she’d take off her shirt if I took off mine. She didn’t think I’d do it. I was shirtless in a heartbeat. I didn’t think she’d do it; she was topless three seconds later. She grabbed my shirt and danced off to the stage leaving me, well, that place is air-conditioned. Another girl brought me my shirt when Mamasan gave them a dirty look.

Meanwhile, Feisty was doing her best to convince me to take her and Innocent. My very first night in Bangkok was with two girls. It remains one of the best nights of my life. I remember waking up with a girl on each shoulder and praying to god to take my life right there and then because it just couldn’t get any better. Should I try to re-create a historic event?

I told Corker my plan. She understood. I would take the other two girls that night and take her the following night. Feisty and Innocent got dressed, I paid up and we three headed out into the night. At some point, Feisty gave me a lecture about only taking one girl from a bar (unless you take two at once). I’d run into this face-saving thing before and generally believe it. But I made it clear to all three girls that Feisty and Innocent would entertain me tonight and Corker the following night. Feisty was pretty adamant about the one girl per bar rule however (although she was not annoying about it).

The girls were keen to dance and I was all game for that. They suggested a club somewhere and we clambered into a taxi. After a bit of a ride we were let off at some sort of club complex. We walked past quite a few single story high end bars (i.e. not typical beer bars) before arriving at the club.

While Feisty and I walked in, Innocent was carded and had to leave her ID with the door staff. The entrance fee for the place was a bit high as far as I was concerned, but it did include two drinks. The place was a converted warehouse with a huge stage on the long side and packed with people on the floor. We got a standup table in a raised area off to the side.

Although it was well past midnight, Innocent assured me it was just starting to get interesting. She’d been here before, obviously. Feisty had not, however. She scrambled on top of one of the tall stools (the dear thing stands less then five feet tall), pulled out her phone to video the event. Both girls, I should point out, had seriously high-end phones. Feisty was totally excited about being in the club and kept kissing and squeezing me.

There was a show on stage; talented Thai musicians were doing their thing behind a troupe of singers. We drank out drinks and had fun identifying the lady-boys. When the show ended go-go dances took to the mini-stages all around the dance floor. It was getting late - time to get going.

First we had a bite at the street vendor restaurant. I let the girls do the ordering. They seemed to take a bit of something from each vendor. When we finished, one woman came over, looked at the empty plates and gave me a bill for less than two hundred baht for the three of us. We climbed into a cab and headed for the hotel.

Oddly enough, my hotel did not require the girls to sign in. We just walked to the elevator and up we went. The girls were impressed with the size of the room. It was, I admit, on the large size. The Radisson is hardly a high-end hotel, and not in a convenient location, but the rooms are big (and at around 7000/night, expensive; I was using points). We stripped down and into the shower we went. I had a devil of time getting both of them in the shower with me. The stall would hold us three, but they were too slippery and I could only get them one at a time. Oh well.

The night was hardly a replay of my first night in Bangkok. The girls were terrific and a good time was had by all, but not the magic I’d first known.

I must admit that my favorite thing was spooning the girls as I slept. Being in the middle, every time I rolled over there was something delightful to wrap my arms around. I had my hands on stomachs hard enough to crack and egg, loins pressed into asses so round and equally hard and my face buried in black silk hair. Oh, how I missed Thailand!

Around six in the morning, Innocent got up and said she had to leave. “Leave?” I asked, “To go where?” Feisty explained that Innocent had to go to school. Sheesh, what was she doing up so damn late? I was fully prepared to go straight to the hotel after we left the bar. It was Innocent who wanted to go to the dance club. Well, I did not talk to the girls about leaving time, so I capitulated and saw her to the door.

Now it was Feisty’s turn. She wanted to leave too! What the hell? She actually wanted to leave with Innocent, but I put my foot down on that one. I was all set for action and Feisty had a duty to perform. We spent the next forty-five minutes in morning calisthenics before hitting the shower.

As she left, Feisty asked for an extra hundred baht for the taxi. I had paid her well. “I’m sure this will cover it” I said. I put my hand over the back pocket where I’d slipped in a couple thousand baht, and squeezed her ass.

I was too jet-lagged to return to sleep so went to the gym for a bit. I lay out in the sun by the pool and planned my day.

Prices do vary with the girls a bit at Angel Witch, but as a rule of thumb I would pay 2,000 ST that being a full 2-3 hours or 3,000 long time definetely no more. I have paid less towards the end of the night, but as I usually take my favourites and I do look after them.

You know that was a good report, but it reminds me of why BKK is sliding. When I first went there in 2001 a LT was 1000-1500 and the girls slept in with you. Now, they're getting dressed after the first session and as WW pointed out the expected rates are much higher.

Keeping faves isn't just a good idea anymore, but a necessity almost, making BKK better suited to locals or longer visits. But with prices of everything climbing up and the dollar going down...it's really getting to be a town for local ex pats only. No need to go to BKK except to stay overnight for an Air Asia flight elsewhere.

Wombat, very entertaining and interesting report.

About DTR, he's a good host, but I'd imagine the last thing a bar manager in NEP wants is an informed consumer that's value conscious (example -- he's labeled me cheap several times because I think 2600 baht for short time is prohibitevely expensive) and I'm sure it would be opening a big can of worms for him to start making any sort of guarantees for the girls that work there. Him fighting against rampant bar girl inflation would probably be like spitting into the wind.

Sounds like you had a fantastic time and you do a great job describing what a great place Bangkok can be.

W88

Love reading another saga from you again. Always a treat.

“Dave,” I asked, “what can expect to pay for long time with one of your girls?”

Dave gave you the long answer but he could have shortened it to "ask the girls." In effect, you asked the vegetarian about the steaks. You should be asking the girls and the current customers. I understand Dave's response because the LAST thing he wants to hear from one of his whores is about how a guy tipped less then she expected because the guy said "Dave told me only $$$ for shorttime." That's a recipe for disaster lol

Mandarin is still a dream cum true, yes?

E

"You asked the vegetarian about the steaks" LOL, LOL, LOL. EPI, glad to see you still got it...

Nana is just getting WAY to expensive for the calibre of the girl there. 3000 baht is crazy for LT unless she is a superstar! i was paying 1500 for LT at the Club Oasis in Pattaya and this girl was a 3 holer with no attitude. i tell ya brothers, ya gotta stop paying these nutty prices or otherwise ya might as well stay home. When i was recently( a week ago) in Pattaya I stayed at the Areca Lodge on Soi Diana and never left the area much. I went to Walking st ONCE and i didnt go back cause i didnt need to. Plus all the bullshit, high costs, ripoffs and Russian assholes were making me ill. I did go to BKK for one night and stayed at the Dynasty Grande, which is a nice hotel and about 2200 baht a night. i went to the front of NEP and turned around and grabbed a freelancer instead. I'll be damned if I will pay a 600 baht BF and then get some cunt try to ask me for 3000 baht too! Yes, i know there are stunners there. But there is also a lot of attitude and bullshit. the owners really need to get thier girls in line. JMHO Mojo.

"What I dearly wanted to know, Dave dearly wanted to avoid."

Lol. What I dearly wanted to know got me a lecture on safe sex from Dave.