Big Daddy and I are ringside for the epic Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout at the Pattaya Max Muay Thai stadium when the unfathomable happens.
Both of us being American, we favor the American fighter, Dorian Price over the Frenchman. My pal, Big Daddy, who had once been a professional wrestler on international t.v. wasn’t missing a moment of this unforgettable classic. Whereas I was missing just about everything. I was too overwhelmed with shooting the video with my Nikon D750 trying to get everything just right. I had the perfect lens for this event.
The Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout makes international headlines
This fight, this stadium, this one of a kind epic, is big stuff. It just made U.S. Today. And to think that I only have to drive 20 minutes on my motorcycle to cover these great fights. Ironically, I just bought a new lens for my Nikon D750, a Nikon 2.8 24-70 mm that costs as much as my latest motorcycle. The pictures this lens and camera can get are unworldly. They are that good. And the primary reason for getting it was to get an edge covering these fights. Two weeks later, a one in a million chance occurs–the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout
I was so involved with my camera work that I didn’t even know that Lecat was winning until the Dorian Price double knockout occurred.
Shooting video, especially in low light, is extremely challenging. For days on end I’ve been practicing, and I have yet to get the results I should be getting. But tonight I think I hit the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. But I still never got to see the fight until I started editing my video. I was that preoccupied. As far as I had been concerned I had videoed the two fighters tripping each other up. Then both had gone down together in a heap with neither fighter taking a major punch.
I take picture taking and doing video that seriously. And since Dorian Price ended up winning I had thought him to be the dominant fighter. Only later while editing my video, did I realize that Jonathon Lecat had been beating the hell out of Dorian when the once in a million double knockdown occurred. A hundred years from now, this fight will be forever immortalized as the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout.
I had seen the two fighters go down. About 30 seconds later, the American was able to rise to his feet while the Frenchman remained comatose, dead to the world. “In all my years following wrestling and boxing I’ve never seen this before,” Big Daddy, screamed at me. “I have never ever seen a double knockdown.”
Big Daddy was an international televised professional wrestler
Well, Big Daddy might have been one of the Assassins appearing on television as a professional wrestler, but I had always been a boxer. And I didn’t have the slightest idea of what Big Daddy meant by a double knockout. The concept was impossible for me to grasp. The whole idea of Muhammed Ali and George Foreman knocking each other out in a single second or two was unimaginable. But here it was, the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout preserved for eternity in my video.
While I was a wanna be college boxing idol
And although I never fought professionally, I had been in more fights than I could count while growing up. Although I had been in several street fights as an adult, I wasn’t really into street fights. But I sure loved putting the gloves on to box strictly for fun. Boxing was my sport. Always had been and always will. In my fifties I kept a platform bag setup and heavy bag in my private gym that I had created from a one car garage. In college I was the best boxer in my dormitory which selected me to fight the best boxer from another dormitory. That wasn’t much of a fight. The gloves were huge and well padded so neither of us were very successful at getting through the other boxer’s guard. But it wasn’t long after that that I had a very short lived time of glory.
Jack Corbett, promising university Middleweight makes the front page of the Chicago Tribune
I was in the dormitory study room, when a couple of my dorm mates brought in a copy of the Chicago tribune. There I was on the front sports page of the Chicago Tribune. The newspaper had devoted an entire paragraph about me, extolling me as an exciting middleweight boxer from Lawrence University in Appleton, Wisconsin. “This would be one of the most exciting Golden Gloves tournaments in Chicago’s History”, the Tribune had printed. And it was because of exciting young boxers like me, a college boy, who’d soon be fighting in a sport that was devoid of College men.
But it was all a big joke–on me
I was foolish enough to go along with it all. Most of the guys in my dorm got very excited about one of their own fighting for the glory of Lawrence University in the Chicago Golden Gloves. Suddenly there was a lot of talk about hiring a tour bus to take everyone down to Chicago to watch me tantalize the Chicago crowds with my blazing speed. It turned out that one of the Freshmen in my class, Scott Lewis, had gotten an application for the Golden Gloves and had signed me up as a joke.
I would have done it. And my classmates were just crazy enough to get up enough money for a tour bus. Then one of the Lawrence wrestlers got a hold of me in the gym while I was suiting up for a Cross Country team practice run.
Jerry Nightingale star Lawrence University wrestler saves me from myself
I still remember exactly how he looked at me and his exact position as he explained the facts of life. Jerry Nightingale was a black guy from Chicago. He was a welterweight, weighing 145 pounds or so, which was about 15 pounds less than me. Jerry was extremely quick and agile. Which is why he had won most of his matches. Not only was Jerry a very good wrestler, he was also the epitome of cool.
They are going to kill you in Chicago if you compete in the Golden Gloves
“You go down to Chicago and they are going to kill you,” Jerry warned.
“Why do you think that?” I asked. “I’m fast. And I’ve got an excellent punch. I think I have a good chance of winning the first round or two in the elimination.”
“These guys in the Golden Gloves are from the ghetto. They’re poor. Most of them are uneducated. The only way out for many of them is fighting. They will really hurt you if you go in the ring with them,”
Jerry Nightingale becomes my Guardian Angel
I sure as hell respected Jerry Nightingale. He was a fine athlete. He had a good head on his shoulders and he was a good guy. Although I really enjoyed boxing, and was faster than nearly everyone else, the prospect of fighting even faster guys who would relish cutting my face to ribbons wasn’t appealing. I immediately banished the thought of tour buses and of being the school idol out of my game plan.
For me, boxing is still the king of all sports
Now I’m an old guy. But I’m still running 12 kilometers in the sweltering heat along Pattaya Beach. I can do it, but I’m exhausted by the time I finish.
But God, I sure love boxing. Even if I’m not doing it anymore. I’m an avid fan of top boxers like Andre Ward, Sergei Kovalev, and Gennadi Golotkin. I can hardly wait for the Andre Ward Kovalev rematch. I’ve got a few Russian friends now, not to mention a few other Russians I don’t know who I run into at the Centara Hotel physical fitness center. Russians take exercise seriously. Or at least a sizable percentage of them do. That’s why the Soviet Union usually won more gold medals than the U.S. did in the Olympic.
There was more to it than those Communists boarding their best athletes like cattle in modern gulag training camps where they fed them steroids every day. Russians are tough and they pride themselves on their athletic ability. I think they always were this way. Which is one of the reasons they could defeat the U.S. in the Olympics during the bad old days of the U.S.S.R. There were also more Soviets than Americans to choose from to field all those Olympic teams. Since the breakup of the U.S.S.R. Russia now has a population of only 140 million compared to 325 million Americans. But I do like having the Russians around because they take fitness as seriously as I do.
Big Daddy and I are still fighters in our hearts
So here we are, Big Daddy and I, among all our friends who really enjoy fighting. We are at the right spot to experience first hand that one in a million fight when both boxers go down for the count in this Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout classic for the ages. We have already seen another top notch fight between the Tunisian Fadi Khaled and Nueamek Sitjaymeaw of Thailand.
Living here in Thailand I get to experience first hand what the Fight Channel broadcasts on international television. My condo’s only 20 minutes from the new Pattaya Max stadium. It is no secret that many Muay Thai top events come out of Bangkok. But I’ve just learned that the Pattaya Max Muay Thai stadium is handling just as many top ranked fights. This stadium has a seating capacity of nearly 3000. The men in front of us are doing the international English television broadcasts that are seen worldwide.
But back to the Jonathan Lecat Dorian Price double knockout. Dorian Price won the fight. Barely. But when they meet again, I’m betting on the Frenchman. It promises to be a great fight. But it’s going to take years for anything to measure up to this Jonathan Lechat Dorian Price double knockout classic.
To protect the awful reputations of the guilty, I’m not naming the two Walking Street go go bars from which these two pimping Pattaya Mamasans crawled out of. One of the managers (a straight shooter from America) told me that it was up to me and the girl on how much I should tip her for sex. I believed him then and I still believe him. This is the rule for all three clubs that are under the same ownership.
But how often do Thais listen to Westerners?
I can also tell you from a lot of experience on many levels that most Pattaya Thais were born with larceny in their hearts. Not all, but most. I have a good friend, a female Thai bar owner here in Naklua who will agree with me 100 percent. So let’s stop the philosophizing and get to the facts.
This is what happened last night.
I will start with my 2nd stop of the night. That’s cause the action at our first go go bar was so uneventful. Four of us were together at this place. As I said, “I won’t name it cause I don’t want the pimping Pattaya mamasans to lose face. My brother, Billie Bob’s got this very shapely babe on his lap. She’s got a few tattoos. Although Billie Bob thinks tattoos are ugly, he keeps raving about this babe.
She’s got soft, wondrous skin, he tells me. In spite of the tattoos. Even better she’s got a gorgeous shapely ass. I touch her, on her neck, on her stomach, and then I put my hands around her thighs and wind up placing them on her ass.
“How old are you?” I ask the girl.
She’s perfect. After all, most girls in their early to mid twenties are usually not worth a shit. That’s cause their brains have not developed much. But a girl who’s close to thirty or over, thinks she’s already getting old. By this time she’s probably had a few rotten husbands or boyfriends already. I am sure of myself on this, especially when it comes to Pattaya women. Most men, Thai or falang, aren’t worth a shit. 90 percent of them aint, and you can take this one to the bank.
This girl’s giving me an erection
on account of her having an ass to die for. Which is too bad because Billie Bob’s already decided to fuck her. That leaves me out.
Manasan doesn’t know it, but Billie Bob’s going to be tipping this girl 1000 baht for a short time fuck. But the bar fine’s 900 baht here. So the bar’s going to be getting 90 percent of what this babe’s getting. Difference is she’s got to fuck his sorry ass. The bar doesn’t have to put up with this old fart.
Billie Bob’s going to meet all of us at this bar’s sister club. He’s bar-fining her already. But while he’s waiting for the girl to come out of the dressing room, the mamasan comes up to him and asks:
“Can you give me 100 baht tip?”
Billie Bob’s already laid out 1000 baht on drinks. For the gin and tonics he’s just guzzled down and the tequilas he’s gotten the girl. And this mamasan’s asking him for a 100 baht tip? He also has to pay a 900 baht bar fine? That’s a hundred dollars for one lousy fuck when you count the 400 baht for the short time room”
“Why should I give you 100 baht tip?” Billie Bob replies scornfully to the greedy mamasan. “She’s fucking me, and you aren’t. What are you doing for me?”
First Night’s Outing at the Sister Club
It gets worse. One hour later we are all at the sister club (three go go bars have the same owner) where we are about to meet the second greedy mamasan. But while three of us have been to two more go go’s, Billie Bob’s been doing a short time room with the shapely 31 year old.
I’m having a great time in this sister club. I was here twice in the past two weeks. First time, one of my cousins was all over this gal as we were all sitting in front of the stage. I thought she was whipped with ugly stick a plenty. But he was feeling her up all over. About then one of the gals who’s dancing before me, sees me getting eye contact with the woman dancing next to her. I’m pretty drunk by now, but I still knows a pretty girl when I sees one.
“Do you want to buy friend me, drink?” the unattractive gal asks me.
“(Sure why not?) Which is not exactly what I said because I knows this bar girl ain’t about to understand all that. “Kap. I buy drink for pu ying sway mach mach.”
I could probably say all those words in Thai, but why should I bother? Hym…”Pom su kong puying sway mach mach”. Su Kong means buy or something like that. Sway mach mach means very beautiful and Kap means yes. But I’m sure my grammar’s going to be wrong and if it isn’t I will be off in my pronunciation, so why in the hell should I bother.
The pretty girl comes off the stage
and joins me for a drink. It takes all of five minutes to have her in my arms. After two tequilas she’s startin to warm up to me so I start kissing her on her neck. Her arms break out into goose bumps.
“Ooh”, the girl giggles. Chocatee. (I’m ticklish)
I’m having a blast. And so are the girls. All of them whose anywhere near us Southern boys.
Then I get the word from someone working for the bar. The word is the girl I’m with is a handful. Expensive too. My source points another girl out to me who’s dancing on the stage. She’s got a trim little body. The kind I like.
Our second visit to the “Sister Club”.
This was the first time. One week later, the girl I had been with is with another customer. I glance at her a couple times but she acts as if I’m not even there. “Oh well, I’m moving onto my favorite gal. Her name’s “Next”. I’m sitting in the peanut gallery. That’s what I call the 1st and 2nd row of seats startin about five meters from the stage. Billy Bob’s sittin next to me. He likes the Peanut Gallery because back theres he can feel up the girls with impunity. But a man can get ignored sittin back there too. And if he’s not ignored the fat ugly gals tend to come up to me in the Peanut Gallery, uninvited.
Sure enough one of them fat ugly ones comes over to sit with he. I tell her I must go to the stage to see my girlfriend. And sure enough, when I take my bin over to the stage, who happens to be there? The gal recommended to me during my last visit. Eye contact takes only seconds. She’s dancing right in front of me. A few minutes later, she’s sitting on my lap drinking tequila with me.
She tells me she’s a 37 year old lady. But she’s got a real nice ass on her, and a nice shape even if her tits are small. She’s got a great attitude though.
A few minutes later, the girl I had been with the first time joins us.
“Buy me drink?” she asks
It was all so predictable.
The girls are going to get 50 baht off each ladies drink I buy them.
My policy in the go go bars is to never buy drinks for two ladies at the same time. The money goes fast like diarrhea shit down the toilet.
I tell the girl, “Before you my lady. Right now she my titak (sweetheart). I only buy drink for tilac now. Next time maybe you my tilak again.”
Then another girl suddenly appears, which causes me to break my own rule. She’s been dancing right next to the 37 year old. Totally nude with her pussy nearly in my face. She’s got a pretty good body, but I like the 37 year old’s better. Suddenly I’ve got both girls in my arms. I buy all three of us a tequila.
To justify her existence and my buying her a drink in the first place, this second girl starts feelin my dick. In fact, both gals are feelin my dick while discussing its attributes in Thai.
“That feels real good,” I got an idea.”
The other gal’s young. I can’t remember but I think she’s told me she’s just twenty. She’s got soft silky skin. The girl’s totally nude so I can feel her all over. But I don’t. I grab her hand, the one that’s already on my dick, and start sliding it up my shorts. Then I do the same with the thirty-seven year old’s hand.
I tell the girls. “We play game.
Game is “Whose feelin my dick?”
You can all tell where this one’s going. I got one hand from each gal on my dick at the same time. Or on one of my balls. I now take my hat and cover my eyes with it so that I can’t see a damn thing. The young twenty year old starts off groping me from the left side of my dick while the 37 year old’s touching it from the right side. I get the two girls to start changing their hands around. The younger gal changes her hand position from the left side of my dick to the right side while the older gal slides her grip to the left side. At first I remove my hat and watch the girls while I try to gain a sense of what each girl’s hand feels like. Then I put my hat in front of my eyes again.
Sometimes I’m only feelin one hand on my dick. The younger girl’s hand seems to move more aggressively than the 37 year old’s. I think this one’s touch is exquisite.
I remove my hat blindfold, and announce to the girls, “okay, that time the hand was yours,” as I point to the older woman. Your hand felt so soft. It felt so good. I bet you could make me come in three minutes.”
“No. Hand my hand,” the younger girl blurts out.
And so it went. I’d turn out to be wrong more than 50 % of the time. Which didn’t really matter because I was constantly gettin my dick rubbed. And if I was enjoying myself, the two girls were enjoying themselves even more.
After all, how many guys have played, which hand is rubbin my dick now?” With them. No one.
A few days later
I started thinking to myself, “Should I bar fine the 37 year old or not?” Of the two girls she had the finer ass. And I had learned that the bar had its own short time rooms upstairs.
Which brings us back to last night.
The 37 year old’s not to be seen anywhere’s. Billy Bob’s just returned from his fuckin at the Sweethearts short time hotel on Walking Street. This is where a 32 year old Englishman supposedly jumped out of his room on the third floor and landed on Walking Street at 4 a.m. He died upon arrival at the hospital. I’m sure this one’s going down as a suicide.
No valuables or belongings were found in the Brit’s room
Methinks Steve died of old age while the 31 year old Brit’s death was caused from taking flying lessons from an unknown lady boy or other innocent persons who are not lady boys. As to the missing identifications and valuables from both deaths I personally believe they were carried off by rampaging hungry rats.
Blissful Soi Six Warmup to Walking Street go go action
Earlier I had gone to Soi Six. But only for a half hour where I ran into one of my German buddies. We had one beer together while I was having my dick rubbed by a young girl who I already knew.
She kept telling me: “I want to fuck you so bad. Please fuck me. I so horny.”
Come hell or high water. I could not convince my German pal to come with me to Walking Street. Billy Bob and our Southern American friends are fun. My German comrade knows this, but he also knows that the Walking Street go go bars constitute a piss poor waste of money. Unless he goes there after midnight to prey on the babes who are looking for some fucking action in the Discos where there’s no bar fine to be paid.
Third Night at the Sister Club. Run in with 1 of the Pimping Pattaya mamasans
I had agreed to meet up with Billy Bob and two other guys in the go go bars. So here I was saddling up to the stage, using myself as bait for anyone interesting who’d just happen to zoom in on me. I was hoping it would be the 37 year old. But she was nowhere to be seen. Obviously it was her night off or she was with another customer. The first girl who I had given goose bumps to wasn’t there either. But the 20 year old certainly was, dancing in front of me, completely nude.
Obviously she was expectin me to buy her a drink. And since neither of the other two girls was workin tonight I offered her one. Soon, she was off that stage standing next to me with another young gal standing next to her.
I know where this one’s going. Neither girl means a shit to me. The first girl, the 20 year old is too young to know where her ass ends and her head begins. This game’s is to get as many drinks out of me as possible. And sure enough. Here it comes.
“Will you buy drink for friend me?”
“Such an original line. How many times have I heard it?
And now you knows why I like Soi Six so much.”
I decide to buy each of them a drink. But only one drink unless one of the girls redeems herself.
They order soft drinks. The kind with no alcohol in them whatsoever. All this is complete boredom for me. The same thing happens again and again with the girls all playing the same script.
But I want to know how much it costs to use the short time room upstairs. I don’t give a squatters ass for either of these two nitwits. I’m thinking of bar fining another gal who works for one of the sister clubs for this place. Makes sense that since all these girls are workin for the same organization that I can bring a girl from a sister club to use the short time room.
By this time Billie Bob’s joined us. The two girls English skills are so abysmal that they have no clue on what I’m wanting to find out. Mamasan soon joins us to intercept–I mean interpret.
“You want to bar fine lady?” The mamasan asks me.
“No. Not now. I want to know how much for short time. I know bar fine is 900 baht. How much must I pay to use room upstairs?
“You pay 3400 baht,” the mamasan replies. 500 baht for room, 900 baht for bar fine and 2000 baht for tip lady.”
“Cun my Kochai,” I reply. Which means you don’t understand.
I boom boom Billie Bob. He want 200 baht for boom boom. We want use room. Toll Rai? (How much?) I ask the mamasan while pointing at Billie Bob.
“Lady costs 3400 baht for boom boom,” the mamasan replies.
“But I don’t want lady. I want boom boom Billy Bob.” Then I tell her I’m joking.
She still doesn’t get it. “Up to me and Billy Bob, what I pay for boom boom. Not up to you. How much for room?”
She still doesn’t get it. “Okay, I love lady from other bar. You have three bars with same big boss owner. I want to bring lady from your other bar to short time. How much for room?”
“Midai.” Which means cannot. “Only can boom lady bar here.”
I don’t want to implicate the manager. The man’s not here tonight. He’s American and we get along well. This manager has assured me that in his bar it is entirely up to me what I have to pay one of this girls for sex. T o make sure I’ve got the rules straight, I’ve asked him, “So if one of your girls agrees to have short time with me for 500 baht this is okay with your club.”
“Yes, by all means. It is up to you and the girl.”
As I keep sayin, “Don’t deal with Pimping Pattaya mamasans.” They are worthless scum.
But take it from me, Pimping Pattaya mamasans are only the tip of the iceberg. Most Thais are completely unwilling to take advice from foreigners or to follow their orders.
For example, if you are a Westerner who’s on the committee running a condo, the Thais who are working for the condo owners and the committee will do all they can to not follow your rules. They will quit their jobs in a heart beat because in their little minds they are Thai, and therefore superior to any foreigner.
Unfortunately Pattaya is still growing in leaps and bounds. So there’s always new jobs coming up. They will just up and quit and all because they feel they have lost face just having to put up with a foreigner who’s telling them what to do. This goes for the staff of hotels too if “their bosses are foreigners”. It most certainly applies to restaurants whose entire staff oftentimes quits en mass because a Thai employee is not getting his way.
The Soi Six Version of Pimping Pattaya mamasans
There’s a go go bar on Soi Six called “Dolls.” The owner of the place is German or so I’ve been lead to believe. He’s told me the same thing. Which is it’s entirely up to me and the girl how much I must pay her for her tip. It used to be that a man only had to pay for the room upstairs which his 500 baht. Almost all the Soi Six girls ask 1000 baht for short time these days and the price of the room is in nearly all cases just 300 baht.
I once banged a girl at Dolls but when the girl told me she wanted 1000 baht I told her since the room was 200 baht higher than all the other Soi Six rooms, I’d have to pay her just 800 baht. She accepted.
But times have changed at Dolls Go Go Bar
The owner of Dolls later told me that I’d have to pay his girls at last 1500 baht for short time. Otherwise all the other girls would get angry with the girl doing me for 1000 baht. A few weeks later I got one of the girls to agree with me on a short time for 1000 baht, but then one of those stupid Pimping Pattaya mamasans intervened. I paid for my drinks and then she wrote a new ticket on which she wrote, 2500 baht. She then explained that 2000 baht was for the girl, 500 baht was for the room.
I told this piss poor excuse for one of those stupid Pimping Pattaya mamasans that the owner had told me that it was up to me and the girl what I had to pay for sex.”
To which the mamasan told me, “He not in charge of this bar. I am.”
See what I mean. By the time the two young girls started asking me to buy them their next kiddie cocktail, I said to the girl who had been feelin my dick last week. “You want beer or tequila”
“I want drink.” Which meant I’d be paying 165 baht for kiddie cocktail 1 for this first girl and 165 baht for kiddie cocktail 2 for the 2nd girl.
“Okay. I not buy you drink. You can have tequila or beer. Up to you.”
But your girlfriend is one lazy bitch. She won’t even clean up the kitchen and after a week it starts to get pretty bad. So you tell her, “Honey, I want you to do better job cleaning kitchen.”
To which she replies, “You want to finish me? Okay, we finish.”
She’s saying, “I have no interest in improving my behavior or doing something I should be doing for you.” She winds up giving you no choice. It all comes down to this with most Thai women, “You cannot expect anything of me because if you complain about anything that means that you don’t want me in your life at all.”
Well, I’ve got a lot better things to do than to dabble with these two nitwits. Billy Bob suggests that we go up into the peanut gallery. I remove my little box on which the little slip showing my drink charges are typed and my drink, and follow Billy Bob up to two vacant seats up in the peanut gallery. We have one beer together up there while actually having an intelligent conversation now that there’s no go go bar girls present.
Then we leave the bar and Walking Street.
I will spend the next two hours in a small beer bar I often go to.
There I buy one of the girls two or three drinks at beer bar prices while getting a massage. This girl’s no beauty queen, but she used to work giving massages, and she’s pretty damn good at it. The music’s pretty good in this little cocktail bar. They’s got You tube up on a big t.v. and there’s a constant flow of music coming from the bar’s sound system I have to admit to getting a lot of satisfaction from buying this old gal a few drinks at reasonable prices. Meanwhile I can guarantee one thing.
Next time I go to that last Walking Street go go bar I’m going to spend time with the 37 year old gal. Either that or I’m going to be with the 31 year old from this club’s sister club. This young stuff is only for little Thai boys to fool around with or stupid old falang who don’t know shit from shinola.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review 1 (4-21-2017 ). First stop is the G-spot. I like it here because they have happy hour prices till 9:30 or so.
This means I can get two Gin and Tonics for 140 baht, and that’s just enough to get me on my way. Another thing, it’s not all that high pressure here. If me and my pals just want to drink alone, to save some money, the girls aren’t all that pushy. And if I want someone, the bar fine’s 900 baht.
That’s not as good as things used to be when go go bar fines were 600 baht. But here, if a man wants to take a girl long time for an alnighter, the bar fine is still 900 baht. There’s no bar fine for a one hour short time with a much larger bar fine for long time the way so many go go bars are charging now a days. Also, the girl and I can set our own price without having the mamasans telling me I must pay her 2000 baht for short time and 3000 long time.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review Crazy House
Billie Bob and I move onto Crazy House. Billie Bob’s not all the keen on this place anymore. He says he does not like the stupid uniforms the girls put on now. I want to come here because I just had a sexy girl from G spot all over me. She felt so good and I wanted her so much, but Billie Bob and me had agreed that neither of us would bar fine anyone tonight. Anyways, we go to Crazy House because I want to see how good this girl feels compared to the G Spot gal. Luckily she’s there.
I’ve banged her a few times. I’ve also banged the G Spot dancer a few times. The gal from Crazy House is short, but she’s got a great body. She has beautiful breasts that are just large enough to fill a man’s mouth. She knows it too. And she uses this to her fullest advantage. If she’s had enough tequila she will just put her pussy on full display. Sometimes she will just lie down on her back pointing it upwards at the ceiling. It’s hard for a man to keep his eyes away. She’s got raw sex appeal and she’s totally brazen about it.
Gouging the customers for drinks
She gets 50 baht for each ladies drink. So the bar bill mounts up in a hurry especially when she’s asking you to buy two tequilas. One for yourself and one for her. And that seems to be the main point of her game. Pretty soon your bin is 1000 baht and if you stick around a little longer it’s soon going to be 2000 baht. Buy her out of the bar costs a 1000 baht bar fine now. Before Christmas it was 800 baht. But Christmas is prime time for the bars to really gouge their customers. For Crazy House, it’s still Christmas even though it’s now almost May.
I can’t prove it, but I think Mamasan is telling this girl to finish her short times in 45 minutes or less. The short time rooms are just across the street. Ohm likes to get the short time over with as soon as she can. And then she tries to get the customer to come back to the bar to buy her even more drinks.
She feels so good perched up on my lap.
Then she feels my dick. Ohm knows only too well that it’s good and hard. But I had a huge hard on while I was with the G Spot dancer. I buy her one tequila. Within five minutes she’s asking for a second one. While still sitting on my lap she opens her legs a little. My hand’s right there. She wiggles her hips a little and lowers herself onto my hand. She is almost impossible to resist and she knows it. But I had promised Billy Bob I would not bar fine anyone tonight.
I leave it at just two drinks for her, and then I tell the waitress, “Check bin.” Ohm asks me to buy her one more drink. But I politely refuse. Then I ask her to meet me outside the bar in a few days so I won’t have to bar fine her. She twists her face in disapproval. But I already know how mercenary she is. She’s after all the commission money she can get off each drink her customers buy. If she meets me outside her bar, she’s not going to get any drink commissions. “How can you be such a cheap charlie?” her disdainful look tells me.
The other girl knows the go-go bars are fucking over the customers.
Tourists don’t know any better but the guys who live here all the time sure as hell do. Most of the go go bars are operating like machines in order to squeeze out as many drinks as they can from their customers. The way it usually works is the girl is given 10, maybe 15 minutes to sit with a customer, and then she’s called back to the stage where she must take her turn dancing. If she likes her customer or is getting enough drinks out of him, she will return to order more drinks from him. If he appears drunk or new at the game other women join her. She tells customers one of them is her sister. “Can you buy sister me, drink?” she asks. But once a customer shows he’s generous with his money mamasan will also appear and ask him for a drink also.
On Lady Drinks The G-Spot is much more laid back
Crazy House is a hands on fun house. It’s also about as high pressure as it gets when it comes to milking a customer dry for drinks. G Spot operates differently. Once customers are slow to get them the next drink, girls like Ohm will drop them in a minute to find a new customer or just to run off to chat with the other girls. Over at the G Spot, a typical girl will allow her customer to take his time and drink at his own pace. Dawn will usually not even ask a man to buy her a drink. But since she seems so good-natured, I won’t hesitate a minute to buy her a drink. I get the feeling from Dawn that she’s on my side. Or that we are both on the same side. I just keep getting great vibes from her.
I’ve now been in the very closest proximity to both girls which is exactly the way I had planned it. Both of them turn me on. It’s about an equal contest. But I prefer Dawn. I get the feeling that she’s really with me. But with Ohm I feel like I’m a target.
Police cause Soi Six girl to go to Korea for 3 months
My thoughts turn to my favorite Soi Six girl. She’s gone to Korea for three months because she’s not been making enough money on Soi Six on account of the police. She tells me that things have gotten so bad on Soi Six that the bars are no longer allowing the girls to short time their customers in the upstairs rooms.
This has not really applied to me, however. Many of the bars know me and trust me not to call the police if I see a falang take a girl upstairs. This doesn’t help Lee any. I remember a couple of years ago taking a girl upstairs in Route 69 Bar when the bartender required me to leave my cell phone with the bar.
I learned afterwards that this was to keep me from calling the police
after getting naked in the room with the girl. Two weeks later the girl from Club 69 told me I could not take her upstairs so she got a motorbike taxi to take us to a short time hotel about 1 kilometer from the bar.
I really Miss Lee who I met at Red Point
She’s around 168 centimeters or around five foot six. Which is tall for a Thai woman and she’s got gorgeous breasts, the equal of Ohm’s but they are much larger. The most important thing about her is she’s completely devoted to making me come. Not just once, but two times or even three times if I still got the urge. And nothing’s off limits with her. Even if she doesn’t like it she at least acts like she enjoys French kissing.
Having sex with her usually takes an hour with all the foreplay and after play. There’s none of this, “fuck me now (as I look at my watch). Sadly, Ohm’s wearing a watch on both of her wrists.
It’s time for the next bar though. I tell Billy Bob, “Well, Ohm’s now made 100 baht for the two ladies drinks I’ve just bought her. Maybe now she will start to think about really considering meeting me outside the bar. It’s doubtful, however.”
Mystified at Misty’s
We hit a couple more clubs. One of them’s Misty’s. I know one of the girls quite well there. Only one week ago she was living in my condo building. But the falang who had taken her out of the bar didn’t want her in the end. He stopped paying her. As expected she left him. Billie Bob and I saw her getting off a motorbike taxi in front of the club. I called her name out three times, but she never answered me. She never even saw me. I don’t remember ever seeing a go go dancer that fucked up in my life.
Billie Bob and I sit drinking our beers in a booth that had its own mini stage and dancing pole. I tell the waitress that I wan to buy a drink for the young girl who used to live in my condo building. Five minutes later the waitress comes back to tell me that the girl is not coming to join us. I can’t fathom why. The waitress merely shakes her head as if she were just as mystified as I was.
Fifteen minutes later we finish our drinks and check bin.
“She’s over there,” said Billy Bob. “If you want to say hello to her before we leave now’s your chance. On our way out of the club, I approach her while she was talking to another girl next to the main stage.
“We have to leave now. I wanted to buy you a drink earlier,” I tell the girl.
She looks up at me through glassy eyes. She barely recognizes me but at least she knows it’s me. Boy, is she fucked up.
The falang who had forced her out of his condo is a complete idiot. She’s only 19 but I always had good feelings about her. I don’t think she was ever cut out for this kind of work. I really don’t know but my gut feeling is that she’s simply not wired for having to fuck whichever customer comes along. She had just lost her boyfriend who had at least started out giving her a steady income and a nice place to live. But she had lost all that, and maybe that’s why she is so screwed up tonight.
She’s only 19. I think she probably regards having to fuck so many disagreeable asshole falang like most people might view shoveling cow shit for a living.
Uncle Bufford go go bar review God Awful Da Da Music at Super Girls
Billie Bob and I split up and I go alone over to Super Girls. Drinking a bottle of Heineken while sitting in front of the stage, I have to listen to one very loud da da song after another. I couldn’t stand more than fifteen minutes of this punishment and it would not matter how many good looking girls were hanging around me or how many of them are feeling my cock. It is time for the final bar for the night.
The woman had been one of the mamasans at Super Babes and Super Girls. I didn’t buy many girls drinks at Super Babes, but I did like a waitress who must have been in her mid thirties and possibly as old as forty. I oftentimes drank tequilas with the waitress and the mamasan, who I found to be at least as attractive as some of the better looking girls. So I decide to go in to look for the ex mamasan.
She’s nowhere to be found and by this time I’m pretty well on my way to la la land. The club is long and narrow. There’s no seating in the front section so I find myself being escorted to the back of the club. I might have had a girl or two try to get my attention but they aren’t very attractive. Suddenly I have to go to the restroom.
It is a coed rest room. Which is pretty cool because on many occasions I find myself meeting the nicest women in the toilets of Pattaya’s finest go go establishments. There was the “Beautiful Pattaya Toilet girl from Crazy House” for example, and every so often I can’t keep getting my mind off her. While pondering my thoughts while pissing in the urinal I hear an angry voice behind me.
“Don’t pee on the floor.”
It’s one of the cleaning gals who spend about half their time cleaning up after the customers in the toilet. I look down and sure enough there is a small puddle of water near my feet. Then I look at myself and observed how close my penis is to the urinal.
It all looks alright to me. My dick is over the center of the urinal. I don’t believe I could have been pissing on the floor. There’s two cleaning women in the toilet. I reply, “Look at my dick. My dick not pee on the floor. Customer who come before me piss on floor.”
“No. You pee pee on the floor.”
“No I didn’t. Look at my dick. It is a very good dick and see how it make water over the urinal. Come over and Look. Customer before me, he bad man.”
By the time I’m going back to my beer hating the place. “That cleaning lady, just hate falang customers,” I think to myself. “Even if I was pissing on the floor it is not her place to be getting so angry about it. That’s what she is getting paid for so fuck her.”
I check bin and then I head out of the club towards to front door. Then I see her.
The ex mamasan is now a service girl.
At the last minute I decide not to leave this club. I order two drinks from the ex mamasan, one for me and one for her. She takes me to a small table. Suddenly I’ve got three or four go-go girls all around me, all of them asking me for a drink.
“I cannot buy all of you a drink, so I will choose just one of you.”
She is pretty damn attractive but I am really drunk now. She has a great body. At least in my drunken stupor she seems to have a beautiful figure.
I drink there until almost two and then I head home. The next night as I walk past Club Taboo one of the greeter girls standing outside the club calls out to me.
“I remember you from last night.”
“Was I very mal?” I asked her.
“You very very mal (drunk), the girl replied.
Too bad that I can’t remember if she was the girl sitting with me.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are getting commissions to rip customers off who pay their bar girls for sex. This is a leading cause for exorbitant short and long time prices in the Walking Street go go bars.
Most Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are now asking their customers to pay 2000 baht for short time and 3000 baht for long time. In fact many mamasans won’t even ask. They will simply write a bill out for the bar girl’s 2000 or 3000 baht tip plus a bar fine of 1000 or 1500 baht. Mamasan’s not about to let the girl leave even if she’s already agreed to go with her customer for a lot less. But it didn’t used to be that way.
Only a few years back, the typical bar fine for a Pattaya Walking Street go go girl was 600 baht. The 600 baht gave the customer the right to take the go go girl out of the bar. Same goes for beer bars where even today the bar fine is usually only 300 baht. After the bar fine’s paid, what they do and how much the girl gets paid has always been between the girl and the customer. Only a few years ago, the going rate was 1000 baht for short time. Long time meant all night for between 1500 and 2000 baht.
But times have changed my friends keep telling me. “You will never be able to short time a go go girl for only 1000 baht,” they keep telling me. On this they are half right. They can’t get by paying less than 2000 baht for short time because they don’t believe in themselves. Which is perfectly understandable due to most of them not being able to think logically. So here’s my logic about the old 1000 baht benchmark for short time sex.
Practically everyone frequenting the Walking Street go go bars today fall into two categories. The first are the tourists. Tourists simply don’t know any better. Therefore they are ripe targets for scheming bar girls, and the Pattaya go go bar Mamasans.
The second are the expats who actually live here. Such expats fall into two categories. 1. Those who are on Walking Street to show their newcomer friends around and 2. Those who come to get a little excitement from prettier girls than they are finding in the beer bars. I view this later group of expats as voyeurs. As voyeurs they venture into the go go’s for a little touchie feelie or to watch a bunch of sexy gals dance naked. These guys are totally satisfied with being voyeurs because they fail to understand that most of the women they meet in the go go bars are not getting bar fined very often.
Putting unrelenting pressure on customers to buy ladies drinks is the Holy Grail
For the most part go go bars have become impersonal mechanisms for extracting as much money from their customers in the shortest time possible. The routine is nearly always the same in many go go bars. Some of the girls are dancing on the stage. A few are sitting around waiting for their turn to replace the girls who are already dancing. A customer or a group of customers comes in, and the girls start eyeing him like a pack of dogs panting for a bone. For the girls the holy grail is to pressure the new arrivals into buying them as many drinks as possible.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans and their Pack gang up on their prey
So here’s the routine. A girl sits next to her prey. Within five minutes she asks him to buy her a drink. When the drink arrives, the prey suddenly realizes she’s ordered a coke, sprite or other soft drink. If it’s alcohol she orders a very weak cocktail. Five minutes later she’s asking for a 2nd no alcohol or low alcohol ladies drink. But by this time the pair are joined by one or two more go go girls who are also asking the prey to buy them drinks. About this time one of the friendliest, most thoughtful Pattaya go go bar Mamasans joins the table. She feels entitled to a drink also.
If the customer doesn’t keep buying his new companion a drink every five minutes the mamasan asks her to take another turn on the stage. It’s all a concerted effort to extract as many drinks as possible out of each customer in the shortest amount of time possible. And each time the customer buys a lady’s drink, the chief lady predator will get a 50 baht commission from the go go bar. Oftentimes a mamasan keeps hovering over the new customer’s table like a vulture on a mission to keep the ladies drinks flowing.
Mamasan won’t get her tip money when the girl only charges 1000 baht for boom boom
But when the customer finally decides to bar fine his “new girl”, the mamasan steps into the middle of the ring to officiate. Although I might oftentimes get the go go girl to agree to a 1000 baht short time, a mamasan suddenly appears to tell me that I must pay the girl 2000 baht. Thinking this through for myself I concluded that although a lot of go go girls wanted to go short time with me for 1000 baht, the mamasans kept intruding for a reason. Since in almost all things in Pattaya Money is number one, I concluded that the mamasans were extorting commissions out of the girls and they could hardly do that if I was only paying the girls 1000 baht.
Mamasan, why should I buy you a drink? You’re not the one fucking me
So here’s what all this comes down to. And several times I’ve actually told mamasans this when they had the audacity to ask me for tips. “This girl is about to fuck me. You aren’t.” Truth is most of these Walking Street go go bar mamasans are as useless as tits on a boar.
The other night I was at Supergirls. For shits and grins I asked a girl if she ever had to tip the mamasan when she went short time with a customer. Her answer was an unequivocal yes. 100 baht. And there is no longer a normal bar fine at Supergirls. There’s a short time bar fine. And there’s a long time bar fine. I think the long time bar fine is 1500 baht. The whole idea is to push the short times so that the girls keep coming back to the go go club so that they can extract even more ladies drinks from the customers.
There used to be a waitress at Misty’s. Her bar fine was 800 baht whereas all the dancers’ barfines were 1500 baht (up from the 600 baht barfine from just a few years ago). The first time Billie Bob bar fined her, she stayed with him an hour and a half in the short time room. I think she really liked Billie Bob. She kept showing him all kinds of pictures of herself, her friends and her children in the short time room until Billie Bob finally told her he had run out of time. But the next few times Billie Bob bar fined her, she’d tell him mamasan wanted her back in the bar waitressing.
Annie despises the go go bar mamasans
We met Annie years ago on Soi Six. Annie’s just one reason no one can tell me that Walking Street go go girls are more attractive or nicer than Soi Six girls. Annie was a 800-1000 baht girl but now that she’s graduated to the big leagues over on Walking Street, she’s now the real deal 2000-3000 baht go go queen.
But Annies a straight shooter. Billie Bob was sure that he could bang her over on Walking Street for 1000 baht. She had done him before for just 800 baht. So Annie agrees on doing a short time with him for 1000 baht. But along comes Mamasan and she tells Annie and Billie Bob that he must pay 2000 baht short time. But Billie Bob’s real smart you see. That’s on account of my training him. He tells Mamasan that he and Annie are old friends from way back. To her credit Annie agrees with him.
“Yeah, me and Annie here, we same same brother and sister. We know each other since we were babies,” Billie Bob tells the mamasan, the waitress and one of the bar boys. “And see him”, Billie Bob points to the bar boy. “He pi chai me.” (My younger brother).
What Annie doesn’t tell Billie Bob is she’s tipping three mamasans 100 baht each. I suppose she felt she had to do it in order for the mamasans to allow her to leave the bar for less than 2000 baht. Which leads me to the following conclusion.
You Japanese are the ones at fault
I’m going to blame a lot of this on you Japanese. And for two reasons. First, you aren’t here with me to defend yourselves as I write these words of truth. The second is, you guys keep trying to be polite. Which is a big mistake because most of you shouldn’t be polite to all these Walking Street go go bar predators. There are a lot of you, Japanese, frequenting the go go bars on Walking Street. You tend to go in groups to the go go’s. For many of you–Your English and your Thai language skills are definitely lacking. Which means you face real problems communicating with the go go girls.
This provides the Pattaya go go bar mamasans their opportunity to intercede in your behalf. But be forewarned. They aren’t there to help you guys. And they aren’t there to help their bar girls either. Just remember, unlike Japan, on Walking Street money is number one. Watch out for the friendly mamasan who appears to be looking out for you. She’s getting commissions from the girls for the deals she’s making for you. You get the nicely wrapped up packaged deal of 2000 baht short time or 3000 plus long time. But you are really getting the shaft. And you wind up paying double or triple what I have to pay. As for many of my pals. Well, let’s just say it’s a case of monkey see, monkey do.
Pattaya go go bar Mamasans
It is my firm belief that Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are going to favor those girls who tip them well. And for those who don’t–the mamasans are simply going to let them wither on the vine. Such uncooperative girls will be ignored by the mamasans and service girls who work directly under them.
Go Go dancers who don’t tip the mamasans will get the worse opportunities to hunt Japanese
When Pattaya go go bar Mamasans require the girls to demand 2000 baht short and 3000 baht long times from their customers, most of them will jump to appease their mamasans.
Truth is, most Pattaya go go bar Mamasans are causing the girls to make less money than they would if the mamasans suddenly ceased to exist. Most of the girls are not getting bar fined very often. But they would if the mamasans would allow them to set their own prices. Some of the go go girls despise the mamasans so much that they revel with delight from cutting the go go bar out of its bar fines and high priced drinks. Under one condition, however. Provided you, Mr. Customer, cut them a square deal.
To find out more about how Walking Street go go bars are operating check out:
LX7 Panasonic vs Nikon D750 for low light video. You be the judge. Here’s a pair of videos I shot at the Pattaya Siam Siam night club.
Here’s the first video. This one’s with the Nikon D750 using the Nikon 17-35 mm 2.8 lens.
And here’s the second. I used the small Panasonic LX7 camera to shoot this 2nd video. This camera is an overachiever. I can’t think of another compact camera anywhere near this size that’s got a fast 1.4 lens. The lens is a Leica to boot from Germany, and this camera has always delivered no matter how low the lighting situation was.
But there’s nothing like using completely professional equipment. Canon’s just as good as Nikon. But I got started with Nikon and I already had a pair of Nikon’s finest and most expensive lenses–a Nikon 28-70 2.8 and its sister lens, a Nikon 17-35 mm wide angle 2.8. From everything I’ve ever read nothing out there tops these two lenses, but they are both god awful heavy and cost big bucks.
I’ve shot video in restaurants down on the beach and in bars with my Nikon, and I’ve practiced for days on end in my condo trying to get the automatic focus to work right. The cameras got a mirror and I’ve been informed by people who are supposed to be in the know that SLRs like mine will not do a good job on automatic focus at night. But My Panasonic Lx7 has no such problems. It works like a dream.
Shooting with the Panasonic LX7 at Siam Siam
So here’s the story on these two videos. A couple of weeks ago a group of condo owners and their girlfriends who live in my building celebrated my girlfriend’s birthday at the Siam Siam night club in Pattaya. Well let me tell you, this place is a treasure. The views up on the top floors of Pattaya are absolutely stunning as both videos will show. At my girlfriend’s birthday I’m shooting with the Panasonic LX7. Rory, is there with his Hong Kong girlfriend, and so is Rod, an Englishman with Mai, a young willowy Thai beauty whose personality just doesn’t stop. My girlfriend, May May is here too–well of course she is….she’s the birthday girl. Viewing Pattaya from the Siam Siam night club’s upper floors is a lot like Hong Kong. That’s where Rory and Iris live when Rory’s not here in Pattaya, and they both tell you in this first video that Pattaya’s a lot better than Hong Kong.
My birthday at Siam Siam shooting my Nikon D750 in low light
But I’m itching to do a new video at Siam Siam with my Nikon gear. This time it’s my birthday. The camera came out great in the video I shot at the Muay Thai boxing arena, but later on, the focusing failed me down at my favorite Pattaya beach restaurant. I spend hours Saturday afternoon practicing with three different lenses shooting in different shooting modes in my condo, and I’m still in my underwear when the door bell rings. It’s Mai coming down to visit with my girlfriend and to wish me a happy birthday. Normally I don’t come to the door wearing only my underwear shorts. It scares people too much having to view my nearly naked body. But hey, I take my photography and my video seriously and there’s no time for false modesty.
Later my girlfriend and I head to Siam Siam. It’s just the two of us, off celebrating my birthday, but wait, it’s a threesome after all. I’ve got my Nikon D750 with me. So it’s Panasonic vs Nikon. If the Panasonic LX7 wins out, I’m getting an even more capable Panasonic LX model when I visit the U.S. a few months from now. THe LX100 with is larger sensor looks like the answer to my shooting the best video I can. But I know that nothing can beat my two Nikon lenses when it comes to making my subjects jump right out of the picture and delivering the richest color possible.
I shot this Nikon D750 Thai boxing video at the Max Muay Thai Stadium Pattaya using a Nikon 28 by 70 2.8 lens. This is the same lens I used shooting digital stills of strippers and feature entertainers with a Nikon D-1 X.
The Nikon D750 has awesome video potential
Weighing in at a full 2.2 pounds on that professional Nikon SLR with a powerful flash–this was a lot of weight to be carrying around on one’s neck all night long. So I understand how the Nikon 28 by 70 2.8 lens earned its nickname, “The Beast”. The lens was also very expensive. But I noticed that this lens almost produced a three dimensional effect that lesser lenses were incapable of achieving.
My new Nikon D750 camera is an awesome piece of equipment. Its resolution is four times greater than my old Nikon D1x. Although it can function as a point and shoot, it has so many features that it would take me a lifetime to master them. My main problem was that I could never shoot decent video with it. Yet this camera had outstanding video capabilities according to all the photography reviews I had read. I just couldn’t get it to change its focus when I went from short range to long range subjects. But my little Panasonic LX-7 with its superb Leica lens came through every time.
But so far shooting video with it has ended in abject failure
All my video experiments with the Nikon D750 wound up in failure. Then I found a one and a half minute video on you tube that pointed out a very important step I had never taken. Suddenly all my focusing problems seemed to go away. And tonight I was going with Big Daddy to the Max Muay Thai Pattaya Stadium. There would be sufficient light at the stadium for accurate focusing of the camera. While in the ring there would be a lot of fast moving action to challenge the camera’s focusing ability in video mode.
The Nikon D750 Thai boxing video vindicates the camera’s potential
For the first time my Nikon D750’s video performed up to expectations. The Thai boxers were all over the ring, moving from its opposite side to only a few feet away from me. Big Daddy and I had first row seats. Being so close to the fighters did pose two challenges, however. There was a post right in front of me, which would obscure my subjects from my camera whenever they moved behind it. The second challenge was the ring’s ropes. I’m sure that my camera was constantly focusing on the ropes instead of the fighters. I could at least edit out those portions of the video that had the two fighters going at each other behind the post. But there was no way getting around having to shoot between the ropes that formed the perimeter of the ring. The camera would often tend to focus on the nearest object.
Overall, I think the results were outstanding. The twin stereo speakers in the Nikon D750 reproduces very strong audio bass. I think that the series of 20 odd digital stills at the end of the video show that there is really nothing like a good SLR camera when it comes to zeroing in on the action. Nikon D750 Thai boxing
It’s Christmas day and I’m out on the town. I should know better. The Christmas holidays are when bar fines climb to insane levels. This is when greedy Pattaya go go bar owners really stick it to their customers. I told Billy Bob: “There’s no way I’m bar fining anyone tonight.” Then I ran into one of the sexiest go go dancers I’ve bar fined in a long time.
“Your bar fine still 800 baht?” I asked her.
“Now 1000 baht, “she replied.
“That’s a nice Christmas present from your big boss to his customers. Lek, I give you 1000 baht for short time.”
Which was a great move on my part. And Lek was smart enough to go along with me. I has been paying her 1500 baht for short time. Not real often though, because I gots me a couple of exceptional performers over on Soi Six for 1000 baht and it’s just 300 baht for the room with no bar fine. Sometimes I lay around the room for a couple of hours with one of the girls and I only have to pay the 300 baht room price once. And this girl is completely dedicated to making her Uncle Bufford come, no matter how long it takes. And she’s better looking than most go go girls. So is the other Soi Six girl.
So why in the world would I ever want to come down to Walking Street where the only customers are ignorant tourists who don’t know better?
Billy Bob’s not too keen on Soi Six for one thing. And it’s the challenge. I always tells my friends, “I can get some of these go go girls to bang me for 1000 baht.” But they don’t believe me. That’s because they iz idiots.
So I fucked Lek for 1000 baht. On Christmas night no less. The rest of you reading this can’t. But that’s only because you ain’t Uncle Bufford. I got the wisdom while the rest of you are only followers who can’t think for yourselves.
Only thing is all that tequila Lek and I keep drinking together at the CH go go bar is mighty high. She gets 50 baht for every lady’s drink I buy her, and I gots to pay 150 baht for all my beers. I can get the same beers at Soi Six for 90 baht, except for that go go bar that wants 120 baht. But I still go theres sometimes. That’s because there’s no pressure on me at the Soi Six go go bar. It’s so damn expensive to bang a girl upstairs that no way am I paying them stupid ass prices. So I just drink two or three drinks and move on to all them 1000 baht Soi Six girls.
I take Lek to the short time rooms across the street from CH. They have raised their prices to over 375 baht, and it’s either the girl or the Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners who gets the difference between the real 290 baht price this short time place charges customers who bring girls in from bars outside of Walking Street. I’m betting on the greedy Pattaya go go bar owners who rakes in this extra cash though. Anyways, when you take a go go girl into this short time establishment, she fills out a little ticket. I thinks the short time place kicks back around 75 baht to the go go bar for each ticket.
Another thing. When I take Lek to the short time room, it’s like she’s got a time limit of half an hour or so because she’s always in a hurry to get me to come so she can get me back to her bar. I’m sure in my heart that mamasan is making her cut my time short with her. That Christmas night when I banged Lek for 1000 baht, Lek made me promise not to tell anyone that I’m doing her for 1000 baht.
At first I thought it was cause she was feeling she was losing face with the other girls. I mean how does it appear to all them go go bar girls who sit around eatin all that Pok Pok together all braggin about how much money they all iz makin and how much each customer gives them. Yeah right.
Here’s Lek telling all the other girls, “I’m doing Uncle Bufford for 1000 baht, and another girl is saying, “I only fuck Japanese men,because they pay me 3000 baht short time”. That makes Lek feel real bad because she knows all the other girls are thinking, “Lek’s a cheapass 1000 baht whore while me and the other girls are 3000 baht high class prostitutes.” Fact of the matter Billy Bob thinks many of them will only go with Japanese men on account of the high prices dem Japanese keep paying.
So I promise Lek not to tell anyone in her bar that she’s now lowering her price to 1000 baht from the 1500 I have been paying her.
“Now keep that in mind all you Japanese men who are reading this. You guys pay 2000 baht or even more for the same girls I pay only half price for. Let’s face the facts, guys, I loves you Japanese but you sure are a bunch of piss poor money managers compared to me.”
The next time I come into CH Lek’s not there. But Mamasan who knows that I usually cannot control my dick, instructs another girl to pounce on me. The girl’s one of the prettiest girls at CH, but she don’t have quite the body Lek’s got. In no time she’s got her hands in my pants rubbin my dick and my balls. After a drink or two she says to me: “Short time me now. I want you now.”
“How about next week?” I reply.
“No good for me. Next week Lek’s going to be here and you will want Lek, not me.”
In spite of her rubbin my dick and my balls for a good hour and even gettin another girl to help her, I leave CH without bar fining her.
Banging Amy in the G Spot
A few days later, Billy Bob and I head to the G Spot on Walking Street. A girl spots me who I’ve not seen in over a year. She used to work at the Dolls A Go Go on Soi Six. Back then the short time room upstairs cost 500 baht, so I told her, “all the short time rooms here on Soi Six are 300 baht. Tell you what. You want 1000 baht short time. I give you 800 since room is so much more.” She agreed. So even though I was now on Walking Street, I knew she’d do me for 1000 baht.
But Mamasan told me I’d have to give her 2000 baht for short time.
“Mamasan. Amy and I are old friends. I know her for 5 years. Up to me. Up to Amy what I give her.”
To this mamasan agreed. And Amy backed me. But there was just one short time room upstairs and they had to get it ready so there was a 15 minute wait.
Uncle Bufford goes for 3 go go girls in a row for 1000 baht.
So that’s two out of two girls who will boom boom me for 1000 baht. Which is fair enough. Except the Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners are charging too much for their rooms and bar fines. So thinking mighty highly of myself I went back to CH. Again, no Lek, but her “friend” was there and once again I was in the “friend’s” sights.
After the first tequila we had together I told her I would short time her for 1000 baht. She didn’t say much, focusing upon her tequila instead of my proposition.
“I only pay ladies 1000 baht tip,” I said to her.
One tequila later she asks me, “What do you pay Lek?”
“I not tell you. That is up to Lek and me. Not you and not mamasan.”
After two or three tequilas she’s still with me. Can I blame her when she’s getting 50 baht for each ladies drink? I finally tell her. 1000 baht I pay you for short time or I leave now with Billy Bob.”
Again she asks, “What do you give Lek?”
And once again, I tell her, “That is up to Lek and me.”
She winds up refusing the 1000 baht and I check bin, anxious to leave A.S.A.P. thinking to myself, “Stupid girl. That’s the last time I ever buy her a drink.”
One week later
Lek launches herself on me just 10 seconds after I walk in the door. But I’ve been banging two girls down on Soi Six, and I’ve concluded, “It just doesn’t get any better than that.”
Billy Bob’s sitting on my immediate right while Lek is on my lap already stroking my dick. It’s been awhile since I’ve been with Lek, but I remember just how succulently fine her breasts are. I duck down and insert one of them in my mouth and start sucking away like a baby.
I tell Lek how “her friend” tried to get me to do a short time with her and how she refused the thousand baht offer I had given her.
“Mamasan be very angry with me if you tell her you boom boom me for 1000 baht,” Lek tells me.
(Are the mamasans getting a commission on go go dancer tips? I’ve been here too long to dismiss this possibility)
“Not to worry, Lek. I tell no one. Not mamasan or girls here in Bar.”
“Who is girl who want you to boom boom you?”
The girl is dancing on the stage a few feet away from us. So I point her out. Then I tell Lek, “If I tell her you are boom booming me for 1000 baht she probably will also.”
“No one is going to boom boom for 1000 baht,” Lek replies.
“Except you, and a girl I took upstairs down at the G Spot last week. But I know her from Soi Six.”
Apparently not hearing me, Lek continued: “No girls will be doing 1000 short times here.”
“Except you. But that is our little secret, Lek.”
After several drinks, I leave her after promising to short time her the next time I see her. I had promised Billy Bob that tonight I wouldn’t be selfish and that I wouldn’t bar fine anyone, preferring to hit several go go’s with him instead.
Thinking more about Lek
But I’m rethinking Lek. I think the two Soi Six girls like me a lot better than Lek does. On the other hand, mamasan is always horning in behind the scenes, no doubt telling her to limit her time with me in the short time room.
This had happened to me before at Mistys go go bar. I’m sure the waitress there really did like me, and again I was equally sure that Mamasan was telling her to hurry back to the bar as soon as we had finished. I know this because the first time the waitress and I had done a short time the waitress had all the time in the world, showing me pictures in the short time room, and talking endlessly about things I had long ago forgotten. Then she had tried to get me to meet her outside the bar during Songkran but I had refused.
With Lek, who knows? But I could care less one way or the other. What was much more important was how well our body parts fitted together. And how much I enjoy tasting her breasts. I just love her trim little body. I also knew that nearly every man coming into her bar was paying 1500 to 2000 baht short time, minimum and that I was something special. After all, I’m Uncle Bufford and the other guys simply ain’t me.
Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners and the Star A Go Go
After passing on Lek, I wound up at Star a go go. I know there’s a short time room upstairs so that’s perfect, but the girl who oftentimes drinks with me and rubs my dick tells me, “It’s closed. The police keep checking all the clubs.”
Which is true. A week ago the police had raided the Windmill and found an Englishman upstairs in the short time room with a girl. The guy wound up with his picture plastered all over the internet and the newspapers. If he had a wife in England or a Thai steady girlfriend, this in my eyes was an unforgivable act. Meanwhile one of my two favorites on Soi Six had text messaged me that I could no longer boom boom her in the room upstairs in her bar. Only on the outside, could we have sex, she had texted.
So I asked the Star a Go Go girl, “When your bar’s short time room is open, how much must I pay to boom you n this bar?”
“2000 baht for me. 1500 baht for the room,” the girl replied.
I decided right then not to ever come back to Star a Go Go. 3500 baht is a hundred American dollars, which is ridiculous for any Pattaya bar girl. So I told her, “Well, maybe I get room somewhere and you can meet me on the outside and we never pay any Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners anything.
To which she agreed. I know I can get her for a thousand baht so long as I book her outside the bar But she reminds me a lot of one of my two favorite Soi Six girls. But she’s getting a bit paunchy on account of all the alcohol she’s probably drinking as a bar girl. The Soi Six girl has by far the better body.
Three nights ago in the Walking Street Go Go Bars
A few days later, four of us converge on Walking Street. Our first stop is at the Light House. The guys want to go there for the Eye Candy. But no one in our group’s ever bar fined anyone there yet. I go there for the “cheap happy hour prices”. Tonight two gin and tonics cost me 150 baht. As usual, I’m bored here. No one’s rubbing my balls yet. But as long as I have two full drinks in front of me, I’m relatively happy.
Then it’s onto CH. I’m hoping Lek is going to show, but she’s nowhere in sight. But the happy hour two for one drink prices are still on, so it’s another two gin and tonics. I walk around the place looking for Lek. The place is crowded and there’s nowhere to sit for four guys. Billy Bob and I sit in front of the hot tub where two girls are cavorting totally nude. One of them keeps looking straight into my eyes. Then I recognize her. I fucked her. Not just once but several times, but gave up on her due to her becoming too chunky for my tastes. There’s no improvement, however.
The waitresses finally are able to find seating for all four of us. Billy Bob and I find spots at a small table across the room from the hot tub while BD (Big Dog) is being seated to our left at another small table next to me. But Gerald has to sit clear across the room from us where he’s immediately set upon by one of the bar’s go go girls. After a few minutes the hot tub girl joins me. I buy her a drink as she seats herself in my lap and starts stroking my dick.
I quickly sms Lek on my cell phone: “I am here for you at your bar.” Other than getting my dick massaged and relaxing with my gin and tonics, I don’t want much to do with the gal on my lap. There’s no sign of Lek. I had messaged her just in case she was somewhere in the go go bar and would make her appearance later. I didn’t want her to think I wanted the girl on my lap more than I wanted her.
“Lek, of course, really doesn’t give a shit about me.” Well, maybe she would if I really went after her. After all the prospect of enough money every month, and being able to quit dancing at the go go bar just might entice her to show a little affection (for my money) and some loyalty (again for my money, instead of someone else’s).
One of my neighbors had just moved a 19 year old go go girl in with him from Misty’s go go bar. He’s 65 so the age difference of 46 years is just about right. The 19 year old’s had one kid for 5 years now, so she must have gotten pregnant when she was 14. Maybe she’s got 2 children. I have no idea what he’s paying her each month, but I’ll be finding out, so yeah, if I want to have Lek, I can have Lek. But I don’t want to have any of them. I don’t need the baggage. The bottom line is this. Any woman limits a man’s freedom, and all women deteriorate physically. I want to have any woman I want, and I want her in her prime.
Plus, I’m the kind of guy who really knows himself. I know that the grass is always greener on the other side. So it really does not matter what the girl I’m with is like. There’s always something better, so I want no limitations on either my time or wallet.
Still–I wanta bang Lek in the worse way.
Our group moves on to Electric Blue. Billy Bob likes the place because the draft beers are just 45 baht here. The bar is very dark inside, which means he can grope a girl without hardly being seen since both his groping hand and her privates are both in the shadows. I see nothing attractive here at all, and the place is chock full of cheap charlies all cashing in on those 45 baht beers.
Big Dog’s found someone to buy drinks for. But Gerald’s all pissed off. We don’t know why except he’s already leaving the bar to go home. Or that’s what he’s telling us. He’s probably going to meet other friends at another bar, or maybe he’s got a girl lined up to meet him back at his hotel. But Big Dog’s not about to leave. The girl who’s with him is kindof ugly, but that’s the kind of girls he likes. That’s why we calls him Big Dog because he will fuck anything.
Billy Bob and I head to the G-spot. The girl I had banged in the go go’s short time room upstairs is here. Amy’s got her hair dyed blonde, and she’s pretty drunk. I don’t realize just how bad off she is until I get her in the short time room later on. Anyways, I bar fine her. Amy tells me that the club has closed the short time room upstairs on account of the police so I have to take her outside the bar to the short time place I usually use across from CH.
I want to walk ahead of Amy on account of my not wanting to be seen taking any girl to any short time room. After all, I’ve got my appearances to keep up. But Amy keeps hanging all over me as we walk down Walking Street. Even worse, she keeps trying to take my arm or hold my hand.
But the G spot is controlled by one of those Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners who keeps raising his prices. A few weeks ago Amy’s bar fine was 800 baht. Now it’s 900 baht. I’m giving her only 1000 baht, however, same as I’m now giving Lek.
What I didn’t count on was Amy being an absolute goof ball. When we take off our clothes in the short time room, I suddenly realize that she’s drunk too much and now she’s getting sick on me. Several times she gets up from the bed to go to the toilet to throw up or to retch. So I ask her how much she’s had to drink. Amy admits to having just three drinks in the bar. She also admits to drinking before coming to work. So it’s not me. I know that Amy has always liked me.
A more likely reason is that Amy hates having to work in a go go bar. And that she hates having customers constantly groping her and her having to keep rubbing the dicks of all those customers she secretly despises. And I have to say, “I don’t blame her.” So she probably got half way blitzed out of her mind before she even showed up at work.
It’s kind of like farmers hauling corn out of their grain bins and trucking it to the elevator. Sometimes moisture accumulates in the corn and some of it spoils so bad that there’s no difference between it and shit. So the farmer has to shovel all that spoiled corn out of his bins meanin he’s literally havin to shovel shit to keep makin his livin.
That’s the way I look at a lot of these bar girls. They gotsa boom boom guys who are stupid, rotten, selfish bastards. Most of them are fat hogs who never managed to get one woman in their home countries to ever be nice to them. Most men who live in Pattaya are this way. Yep….these bar girls have to keep shoveling shit into their pussies to make a livin and I can’t blame them for gettin sick now and then.
Next time I come in Walking Street, I’m going to be in Lek. I’ve still got those friends of mine in town, and there’s no way that four guys can fully enjoy themselves on Soi Six. That’s on account of the bars being too small to have more than one or two good-looking girls. There it’s good to hunt alone. So it looks like once again I’m going to have to put up with these Greedy Pattaya go go bar owners.
Which is faster Yamaha Nmax Honda PCX? I stop-watched the Yamaha Nmax 155 and the Honda PCX 150 bikes to find out. Since no stop watched times existed, I just had to do it. Funny thing was, I had already done a no hands on review of the Yamaha Nmax on youtube, but I had never gotten out of the motorcycle showroom at Watchara Marine as PlONe and I discussed and videoed Triumphs, Ktms, and various Yamaha street bikes to come up with what we felt would be the best all around motorbike for the kind of driving we do in Thailand.
We concluded that the Nmax was likely to be the best all rounder, but it would be a year later before I would actually get my hands on one.
A few months ago, my girl friend was driving a Yamaha Filano, which is not a bad little motorbike for what it is. But Thailand’s got the world’s worse drivers.
And Pattaya has the worse Thai drivers of them all.
For safety’s sake, a car might seem to be the answer to survival in this jungle of homicidal drivers who give every indication of wanting to run down every vehicle and pedestrian in sight. Unfortunately here in Pattaya, cars are cumbersome, slow in traffic, and difficult to find parking spaces for.
I wanted my girlfriend to have a better chance of survival so I offered her a choice of trading her Filano for a Honda PCX 150 or the Yamaha Nmax 155. In my opinion these were absolutely the finest choices for an all around bike for everyday driving conditions in our city. She chose a bright red Honda PCX 150 after refusing so much as a test drive of the new Yamaha Nmax 155.
A few weeks later after I narrowly averted having two morons
knocking me off my beloved Yamaha 135 Elegance, I decided that I just had to trade my Elegance for a new Yamaha Nmax 155 for one single reason—having the best small motorbike stopping power I could buy for less than 100,000 baht.
Yamaha claims its Nmax 155 is faster than the Honda PCX 150, and just about everyone who’s ridden both bikes agree that the Yamaha’s anti lock brakes are far superior. The Honda’s got a single disk brake in front and a drum in the rear like most motorbikes in the 125-150 class. It has what it claims is a state of the art dual braking system, and although the system seems to work fairly well, there’s no question that the Nmax’s front and rear disk brakes coupled with anti lock braking on both wheels is decisively better, and not just to the Honda PCX’s but also to just about everything else within its price range.
But is the Yamaha NMax really faster than the Honda PCX, and if so, by how much?
Yamaha claims 14.8 horsepower out of its 155 c.c. engine. Honda, as usual, is reluctant to divulge any horsepower figures. But I’ve settled on a figure of 13.4 horsepower, which seems to be a good average for figures I’ve found from various internet sources. My seat of the pants impressions from driving both bikes, is the Yamaha Nmax accelerates faster. Its engine also has a bit of a snarl to it, unlike the PCX engine which is noticeably quieter and seems smoother at very low speeds.
My initial speed runs were with my Yamaha Nmax several days ago.
I performed three acceleration runs from zero to fifty kph (0-30 miles an hour). Then I did three zero to eighty acceleration runs. I carefully stop watched each acceleration run and wrote each time with my stopwatch in a small notebook. The last step was to put the results with the stop watched performance runs of similar small motorbikes that are well suited for Thailand into the following table.
One thing I did notice with the Yamaha 155 Nmax is that
its engine still has a lot of guts going up the hills,
when it easily topped over 100 kph in short order. And on the way home with a tailwind, my Yamaha Nmax was still accelerating at 119 kph as it crested a long uphill.
Today I put my girlfriend’s Honda PCX 150 through the same tests.
Only this time I performed four 0-50 kph acceleration runs and four 0-80 kph runs to get my average times. Surprisingly the Honda PCX 150 ran a bit faster from 0-50 kph even though it always seemed to me that my Nmax was noticeably quicker to 30 miles per hour. But I think that these zero to fifty kph comparative times can be misleading.
When I click the stopwatch and twist the throttle of both bikes, there is a time period of a second or more when nothing happens. This is from a standing start. So if the clutch of the Honda PCX gets the Honda in motion faster than the Nmax, there’s going to be an unfair advantage to the Honda. A much more accurate test of such low speed acceleration at low speeds is to do a series of roll on times. For example, I could get the bikes up to 10 kph, and stopwatch them from 10 kph to 50.
Average acceleration to 80 kph for the Nmax was 7.99 seconds
which is a second faster than what I was able to average with the Honda PCX 150 at 10.02 seconds. Furthermore on the way home I only got the Honda PCX up to around 103 kph or so on the same stretch I had gotten 119 out of the Yamaha Nmax. Had I kept on the throttle longer I’m sure it would have done better than this. In an earlier road test I had wrung 112 kph out of a Honda 150 PCX rental while my Norwegian accomplice, Per, claims to have gotten a top speed of 115.
Perhaps the tail wind might have made the difference. Or the difference in the steepness of the hills. I’ll just take my Nmax to that same section of road to see how easily it gets up to 100 and beyond. But I don’t think I will see much of a difference.
Here’s my thoughts on why
the Yamaha Nmax superiority over the Honda PCX widens as speeds get increasingly higher.
Engine displacement is virtually the same with the PCX having 153 cc’s to the Nmax’s 155. The weight advantage goes to the Nmax, but there’s only about a 7 pound advantage. But the Nmax is producing about 10.5 percent more horsepower from the same engine displacement. I can only reason that it’s because of that four valve head of the Nmax whereas the Honda PCX has only two valves. The Nmax also has variable valve timing which further increases the volume of air that’s getting into the combustion chamber once 5000 to 6000 rpms is reached.
Which is faster Yamaha Nmax Honda PCX?
There’s no doubt in my mind that the 4 valves and variable valve timing give the Nmax 155 a noticeable edge in both acceleration and top speed. And the harder and longer one keeps the throttle open, the greater the advantage goes to the Yamaha. Think racing cam and you get the general idea. But my understanding of the variable valve timing is that this setup from Yamaha also reduces the volume of air that gets injected into the combustion chamber as rpm levels go down to more moderate levels.
But what about the rest of the riding experience?
There’s no question that the Nmax has the finest brakes on this side of the food chain.
The Nmax has ABS and disc brakes on both the front and rear wheels. Until now this was absolutely unheard of in any kind of motorcycle that’s anywhere near this price point. When the stakes are between life and death, spending the rest of one’s life in a wheel chair or remaining healthy, for me, there really is no choice. The Yamaha Nmax wins hands down.
But the Honda PCX 150 rides better with its larger diameter 14 inch tires and softer suspension. For some this might mean the difference of having sore gonads and having no pain whatsoever. At moderate speeds, up to 40 miles an hour or so, the PCX seems to float along, Limousin like.
The Yamaha Nmax is more like a sports car.
Its steering is much quicker and more direct. Although the PCX covers the miles easier with less effort and concentration at speeds of 40 miles per hour or so, the Nmax seems more stable at speeds exceeding 100 kph. This is in spite of its small diameter 13 inch wheels. And whereas the engine sound of the PCX is more serene, the Nmax sound is raspy. The Nmax just sounds like it has more performance.
The Honda PCX 150 has an 8 liter fuel tank. This means more range and fewer fill ups. But the Yamaha Nmax still holds 6.6 liters of fuel which is .7 liters more than earlier PCX 150 models held. The storage area under the seat is larger in the PCX, but the Nmax is still–not bad. The PCX has an idle start feature, which for some, can be an advantage as it can save up to 5 % in fuel.
But as to which is the better bike, that’s a hard one to call. Both are excellent, but I prefer the more sports car like quick handling of the Nmax, coupled with its far superior brakes and higher engine performance.
Getting terrific low light Nikon D750 video is a huge challenge especially when I compare my results to what I can so easily achieve with my Panasonic LX-7 with its extremely fast Leica 1.4 lens. But, if I can ever get it down, I just might produce video that cannot be matched by lesser equipment. Here’s two examples of low light Nikon D750 video. The first is from a New Year’s Eve party at the Surf and Turf Restaurant on Wongamat Beach. I shot the second the following day at the Naklua Pen Bar.
Shooting either video with my Panasonic LX7 camera would have been easy.
The Lx7’s focusing in a wide variety of situations and lighting is exemplary. But notice how fuzzy the video becomes in the first video when I zeroed in on Rory, Iris and May May at close range with the Nikon D750. The same thing occurs when I zoom in on several of my Russian friends who are sitting much closer to the water. But so long as I’m shooting my video at mid to long range with the Nikon D750, the results are spectacular .
The lens I’m using most of my Nikon D750 video is nicknamed “The Beast”.
It only has a focal length of 28 to 70 mm yet it weighs a full 2.2 pounds. This lens is frightfully expensive. It is also too heavy to carry around all day long. I have a companion lens for this lens, a Nikon 17 by 35 mm which is equally as good. But for these videos I’m using “the Beast” which I find to be more versatile than the 17-35.
“The Beast” has always been able to create images that produce a three dimensional effect. And the Nikon D750 produces deep and rich sound from its twin internal stereo microphones. Although my pocket size Panasonic LX7 produces excellent sound there is simply no comparison to what this Nikon D750 does without any audio editing whatsoever.
In the New Year’s Eve video I shot down on the beach
I at least have some decent light to work with. But the next night at the Pen Bar, I simply did not have enough light to do a decent job with the bar girls dancing in the background when I was shooting near the stage. Again, the Panasonic LX7 would have done far better in these extreme low light situations. Perhaps if I had changed the settings on the camera I might have achieved much better results. Using spot metering might have helped here. Or changing the ISO might have made a big difference. But I think you can see from both videos that the video potential of this camera, especially with this high a quality lens, is enormous. But it’s going to take a lot of practicing on my end.
In the coming months I will continue to experiment shooting low light video with my Nikon D750. I expect to be fully challenged, and possibly overwhelmed. But whatever the outcome when it comes to testing the Nikon D750 video capabilities, it’s competence at getting the finest digital stills is evident from the slide show photos during the final half minute of the New Year’s Eve Surf and Turf restaurant video.
I just bought Panasonics latest and greatest small camera, the Panasonic LX10
I used both cameras to shoot my latest action packed video at the Pen Bar. Put this video on the largest screen you have to spot the differences between what these two excellent cameras can do shooting low light video
If you are married in Pattaya, would you choose a Walking Street Mistress or would you choose a Mia Noi from the Soi Six brothels?
Contestant Number One
She’s 25 years old. In her prime. You have met her in a go go bar on Walking Street. She likes Tequila and so do you. At first you don’t notice that she’s on the short side. She’s wearing high heels on the stage, and when she snuggles against you, the first thing you notice are her sensational breasts. The waitress asks you to buy the girl a drink. At first you are drinking beer. Like nearly all Walking Street go go girls she doesn’t want to drink beer with you. It takes too long to drink one. She’d rather have a no alcohol ladies drink because she can drink 15 or 20 of them with no problem. So her game plan is to get you to buy her as many ladies drinks as she can. She’s probably on a contract with the go go which requires her to sell 50 ladies drinks every 10 days.
The overriding goal of the go go is to EXTRACT as much money
out of each customer as possible for drinks–especially ladies drinks. And I do mean EXTRACT which means nearly the same thing as Extort.
As if on Que, she starts fondling you between your legs. So you start thinking, “if I start buying her tequila she will lose all her inhibitions. Maybe I can fuck her in the toilet for peanuts. Or maybe she will blow me right here. You hardly notice that there’s a lot of male customers in the place and that you can be sure they will be watching you getting your blow job. The pretty girl has you by the balls.
Three minutes pass. The waitress returns. “Another drink for lady?” she asks. By this time your new girlfriend has drained her coca cola. Once again she refuses your offer to buy her a beer so you offer Tequila. “At least it will get her drunk,” you tell yourself. By now your bar bill has already reached 650 baht.
The waitress asks, “Can you buy me drink?”
If you were Japanese, you would be polite
and buy the woman a drink. But you aren’t Japanese, which means you are not entirely stupid when it comes to Walking Street games. You politely refuse which now brings on dirty trick number two.
Another girl joins you and the girl beside you who’s still stroking your dick. “Buy my sister a drink?” the girl asks.
If you were Japanese you’d also buy the second girl a drink just to be polite. For that matter
so would half my American friends just because they are dumb shits.
And you are not. So you tell your girl. “She not your sister. She only your friend.”
“Yes. Very good friend. Same same sister me.”
So you politely decline, telling both girls, “I only buy drink for the girl I’m fucking.”
By this time you can’t keep your eyes off her breasts. And of course she’s noticing this. She responds by drawing your hands to her breasts. Your mouth immediately follows. They are an ample mouthful and have a beautiful pointy taper.
It’s time for another tequila. You order two.
They go down quickly for both of you, in one swallow. It’s time to get busy again with those gorgeous breasts.
The girl suddenly gets up, turns around, and sits on your lap with her face looking away towards the stage. But it’s time to extract still another drink from you. Her hand goes up your shorts. Once again she’s stroking your dick except this time she’s giving you a lap dance with her shapely ass rubbing back and forth across your lap. It feels almost as if you are already fucking her in the rear entry position. But you are in your sixties now. If you were still in your twenties by now you would be coming in your pants.
“This can’t go on forever,” you tell yourself. “It’s time to make a move.
“I pay you 1500 baht for short time,” you tell her.
“No. 2000 baht,” she replies.
If you were Japanese you would immediately agree to the 2000 baht. For that matter if you were Japanese she might ask you for 2500 baht. But you are not Japanese, so you tell her firmly, “I pay 1500 baht for short time.” To which she finally agrees.
It costs you another 800 baht for the bar fine. But the waitress asks you, “Do you want to pay bar short time or long time?” If you were to keep her all night long, the bar fine is 1000 baht. But you are taking her to the short time room just down the street. Your total cost is therefore 2300 baht plus the 1500 baht drink tab you now have to pay. But oh well. Chances are you might be paying that much somewhere else with or without the girl. So the fuck’s going to cost you exactly $65.71 at the exchange rate of 35 baht to the dollar. If you include the drinks it’s $108.57.
But it really costs even more. The short time room costs another 350 baht. Your total price if you include the drinks is $118.57. And just what are you getting for that?
You end up banging her four times.
But it takes you three visits to the short time room to do that. She has the perfect little body. While in the short time room the first time, you get her phone number because you are really intending to make her your Walking Street mistress. But you must admit that it would be all about sex. The first time she’s pretty good, French kissing you in the short time room and she gives you good head.
You try text messaging her a week later, to tell her you are coming again to her go go bar. But she never replies. Which is all too typical of the average good looking Walking street go go girl. You are surprised when you go back into her go go bar, has a drink by your lonesome and then she finally she joins at your table.
But you tell yourself, “Birds in the attic. Nobody at home. Just what the hell can I expect from a Pattaya go go girl?
After banging her the first time, the two of you go back into her go go bar to drink still more tequila together. But your are still very horny and want to do her a second time, but then you to pay for the short time room again and you will have to pay still another 800 baht bar fine. Next time you won’t be making that mistake again.
The next time you go into the go go bar she wants 3000 baht for long time. So you offer her 2000 baht for 2 or 3 hours in the short time room while explaining to her that you aren’t a stupid tourist.
You end up with her in the short time room for around 2 hours. First thing she does as soon as you enter the room is she turns on the t.v. to watch one of those idiotic Thai television stations. But the picture is not very good so she turns off the t.v. and starts sending text messages on her smart phone.
You gently take it away from her. Then you have sex two times. Then it’s back to her bar for a few more tequilas. But there was none of that French kissing like there was that first time, and it isn’t until you go back to her bar and have a few tequilas that she finally starts to relax. But that costs another 50 dollars. It’s far cheaper to just give her Valium.
You do her the last time one week later.
You take a friend along, and he meets a very attractive girl. So the two of you bar fine both girls and wind up banging the girls in short time rooms that are just down the hall from each other. You wind up being completely underwhelmed by the experience.
That’s contestant number one. She’s only about five foot tall and she weighs 40 kilos which is precisely 88 pounds. She’s a spinner but she’s got a perfect little body and you are still in love with those gorgeous breasts of hers. There’s still a chance that you can make her yours. Money after all can do lots of good things for a man. And who knows, once she starts to get to know you a lot better she might really start to like you.
That’s cause you are one self confident mother fucker. On the other hand, you get the feelin that she really would prefer a Thai guy. After all she’s been brainwashed by the system here, and some girls, no matter what a man does, really prefers men with itty bitty 4 inch dicks.
Contestant number two
She’s tall. Her height’s 167 centimeters and she weighs 49 kilos. This makes her five foot six and about 108 pounds. Her body also is just about as perfect as it gets. But when you are holding onto her, it seems like you are completely enveloped. As for her breasts, they are long with succulent nipples. Like the Walking Street girl’s breasts, they are a baby’s delight. But they are bigger and in proportion to her larger body. Unlike a lot of Thai women she has no belly whatsoever.
in the sense that she’s got a tall statuesque body with wonderful proportions. But her breasts are all natural. There’s no silicon which means they taste all so good.
To be fair, You have known her off and on for about two years now. But I’d be with her two or three times, then suddenly she’d disappear, and I wouldn’t see her again for a few months. Her performance had always been first rate. I found her at Red Point so every time I’d walk past Red Point, I’d see whether or not she had returned. I haven’t been with a single Red Point girl since the last time I was with her. This is because I never saw a girl standing in front of the place, that could even begin to match her.
I was on my way to Walking Street to meet several of my friends, and as I oftentimes did I walked down Soi Six on the way down to Beach Road to get on a baht taxi simply to enjoy the scenery and to see which girls I already knew were working tonight. Suddenly I heard my name being called out, and then
she suddenly appeared by my side in the middle of the street.
I had a single drink with her. Only this time I didn’t make the same mistake I had always made before. I got her phone number. And then I went down to Walking Street to join my friends and I ended up banging the go go girl who I had just text messaged.
When I saw her again, it was in a hotel room. I set the whole thing up with her. And unlike the Walking Street go go girl who couldn’t manage to reply to a single text message she were able to work out all the details of the arrangement together. I even managed to buy a few breezers and wine coolers from a 7-11 which I put in the hotel room’s fridge.
We stayed in the room together for several hours, relaxing and talking when we were not having sex. I learned that she had only worked as a sex worker in the Soi Six Bars. Her previous employment history had been at places such as Home Pro and Homart where she had worked as a sales clerk making only 7000 baht per month. That’s just $200 a month, which was not nearly enough to pay the 4000 baht she had to pay for her room, and her daughter from her irresponsible ex Thai husband who had moved onto other women.
She’s the second Soi Six girl I’ve been with who had a normal job history.
I found both girls to be completely different from your typical Pattaya sex worker. For one thing, both of them had learned that they had to actually get up at a reasonable hour in the morning in order to make a living. Both of them had learned that they had to follow the orders of their superiors and to follow company rules. I found it very relaxing to be with the first, just as I would soon be finding it to be very pleasant and relaxing to be with this new girl.
There was none of this, “Buy me drink. Buy drink for sister, buy drink for mamasan, the waitress and the Soi dog lying just outside the go go bar. Both women were an entirely different breed of woman than what is found in the go go’s.
Part of the reason is their age.
The first was 39 years old. The new girl’s 32. Now here’s the thing that is typical of women in their thirties compared to girls in their twenties and even younger. Older women have a sense of their mortality. They know that their shelf life is diminishing and that they don’t have many of their prime years left. So they are much more appreciative of the good things that come their way in life. Especially when it comes to men. Good men that is.
But I digress too much. It’s time to get back to this new woman. Who no doubt no longer sees herself in her prime, but I see as a nearly perfect specimen of feminity. Sex with her is inexplicably torrid. She makes me come three times. She tells me she’s come many times as we lie together calmly drinking our Bacardi breezers. I tell myself that if she hasn’t, she’s done one helluva job acting. But I have to admit that I have a terrific body as an old fart. I believe her. Who wouldn’t want to have a body like mine.
Having sex with her reminds me of the movie, the “Stefford Wives.”
In the movie all the men in a small community form a men’s club. Their wives have become too demanding. And too bossy.
So the men have operations performed on their wives to turn them into robots. The re-engineered wives now dote on their husbands. They clean their houses to perfection. They spend hours each day shopping for food and cooking gourmet meals for their husbands. And they perform great sex on queu. But they have become robots. They no longer have free will. They have each lost the personality that makes each woman unique and special.
This new girl will never become a robot. She will always have a mind, but what separates her from much younger girls, such as contestant number one from the Walking Street go gos is “she has a mind.” And if she’s a brilliant actress when she’s having sex with me, so what! She’s empowering my manhood and that’s what’s important.
She starts calling me every day
after that first time in the hotel room. I get a hard on whenever I think about having sex with her. I have to do it with her again.
But when we do, she tells me she wants to give me a massage. She has me lying on my stomach as she works her hands from my ankles all the way up to my neck. Finally she has me lying on my back as I gaze upwards at her beautiful breasts. I can’t help from wanting to kiss her, which I do, and then I start to suck on her succulent breasts.
But I must leave. I have things to do, but she wants me to stay, so I tell her I will see her soon.
The third time, I spend just forty-five minutes with her in the short time room. She asks me if I want to have a massage. I do, but there’s too little time. I need to be somewhere else. But there’s one thing I forgot to mention about this third time. That is, I met her at 10 a.m. If I had told her I wanted to see her at 9 a.m., I’m sure she would have been there for me at 9 a.m.
Which brings us back to contestant number 1.
The last two times I had sex with her I asked her what time she had gotten up that day. Both times she told me she had gotten herself out of bed at 5 o’clock in the afternoon. Sorry, but I simply do not respect people who sleep in until 5 o’clock in the afternoon. With the exception that is for hard-working people who have to work regular jobs on the night shift. I’ve been with too many Thai women who hibernate for 12 or 14 hours a day. And once back in the U.S. I had a very pretty prostitute stay with me for months on end, and I had to watch her sleep away the afternoons like a lazy cow.
I see visions before me of contestant number 2, going to the Walking Street discos after she finishing her shift trying to pick up one last short time in all those dimly lit rooms full of all those cheap charlies with shit for brains. Perhaps she’s going to those Thai Karoeke bars to be with a lot of Thai men. Many Thai bar girls do, especially young go go girls. It is common for many of them who get paid 2000 baht for short times to pay Thai men for sex in the Karoeke bars. The thought of my having to pay a girl 2000 baht for short time that she will then use to pay a Thai man for sex makes me want to puke.
Do I have any Japanese men reading any of this?
How does it feel paying Walking Street go go girls 3000 or 5000 baht for sex only to have them go out and hire Thai guys to have sex with them on your dime? Hey, you guys in Nippon actually have to work hard for a living. Most of you are very well educated. All your lives you’ve had to work very hard whether it’s going to school to get a superior education, working hard in your jobs, or running the family business. I respect you guys.
But if you think you are gaining face by throwing all your money around in the go go bars, think again. Most of these Walking Street go go girls have Thai boyfriends and I don’t mean the good Thai guys but the lazy kind of men who have no problem living off their girlfriends.
And the winner is
I need to wind this whole thing up. I seriously doubt if contestant number one will ever call me, and even if she did, it wouldn’t really matter. Wouldn’t put it past her to start text messaging her friends on facebook while I’m banging her in the missionary position. But I’m sure looking forward to getting my next massage from contestant number 2. Because not only will I be getting great sex. I will also be having great conversation. And I will be getting a great drinking companion to boot where the beers are just 85 to 90 baht. Obviously a Walking Street Mistress is not in the cards.