Pet interrupted Princess throwing empty beer bottles at me. I was shocked. It had been a couple years since I had seen Pet. Now she was only a month away from her 18^th birthday. A good looking woman, Princess's daughter from her first marriage with a tall handsome Thai Army sergeant. She had come to Pattaya to become a go go dancer with her mother. Now this I had to see.

There they were. Pet and Princess dancing at the Jade. The Jade had 5 different sets of uniforms. See through loin cloths and matching see through triangles of gauze to cover the nipples. Princess had big brown nipples and Pet had small almost pink nipples. Princess a well used gash of a vagina and Pet a small slit.

By the time Pet got situated in Pattaya, bought her hooker skirts and hooker shirts, hooker T-backs and hooker shoes she had turned 18 and we had her 18^th birthday party. Pernod and Thai women makes an odd combination. Not one I would particularly recommend. It was actually foolish. Thinking back on it – that night – it was exceptionally foolish. There were four of us and a quart of French Pernod. You can buy it in Thailand. The girls were already half loaded from dinner and shots of Thai moonshine at a restaurant close to my house on Soi Bua Khow. Jungle food for dinner was cheap, bugs and bushes and peppers; that kind of stuff. We were walking past a Karaoke bar and walked in and sat down. I ordered ice and mixers for the Pernod and Princess started dancing on the little stage in the corner of the room. Pet watched and chatted with Pan. I had fronted Pan 5000 baht to buy boots and dance at the Tahitian Queen the oldest Go go in Pattaya. I never much cared for the TQ at night but it did open around noon making it ideal for a quickie in the toilet, that is until the fire, but that's another story. Pan was checking in at the TQ hooking a whale and working him for vacations. Girls have different styles. Pan was a looker and she could get more than short times. She could get vacations, 3 star rooms, gold bracelets and stamps on her passport.

I never had sex with Pan. She had a great smile. I always thought she would have been great in the sack too. But being Princess's best friend it didn't seem right that I should engage in carnal relations with her. I don't even know if she would have. I never asked. I watched her sleep a hundred mornings with the covers pulled down and popped a nipple up to view and had wanted to try. I guessed Pan would do a threesome but I never tried that either. Pan never gave me back the 5000 baht I had loaned her but she did save my life one night when Princess was trying to kill me with a cleaver so I guess I should call it even.

At the Karaoke Pet was being rather quiet and reserved for being the birthday girl. The Pernod was starting to make the other two ladies a little crazy. I had known Pet, the daughter, since she was 15. A quiet child but something in that French booze had heated up her hips and she decided to tell the world she was 18 years old with undulations of her lightly clad pelvis. She jumped up on stage, threw her blouse to the house, stepped out of her jeans and danced for the next 30 minutes in her bra and panties.

She was drenched in sweat when she made it back to the table and the manager bought us a quart of Thai whiskey free. She sat down at the table and by mistake or on purpose; under the table, let her hand rest in my crotch. That was the first time. I looked at her eyes as she sat there next to Princess, her mother, and they twinkled. She didn't smile.  The only reaction was her eyes and her hand in my crotch. The second time was on the way home when her mother stopped to pee in a field next to the night market and the third time would be in my apartment.

So, it appeared to me that Pet was going into heat. Maybe it was the Pernod. We went back to the house and the girls started doing shots of Thai rum. Princess passed out first on the couch. Pan for some reason decided to sleep in the laundry room and Pet nodded off while on the toilet.

I went outside and threw chicken to my Soi dogs.

The next morning was actually afternoon when the ladies made it up and showered for their first shift at the Jade. Princess being the leader of the pack had convinced Pan to leave the TQ and join her and Pet at the Jade. They were wearing white. It was the most see through of the see throughs. The ladies danced in two shifts and there was a show. The girls got paid three different rates. The lowest for topless only, the next up for topless and bottomless and the third for show girls who were nude and naughty on stage.

Pan and Princess were topless and bottomless and Pet was only topless. I arrived at the club early to watch their first show together. Princess, ever the exhibitionist, was pushing three black dudes faces in her naked crotch on stage as Pet and Pan kind of hid behind the poles in a show of modesty for my benefit.

I sat there and watched the ladies dance, the same women I saw at home every day cooking and cleaning and being the epitome of Thai modesty and virtue. Here they were advertising pussy on the half shell. Princess made her money dancing as she was too old to pull many barfines; so she relied on tips from drunks for giving them a feel or a look or whatever. Pan played the shy virgin role and Pet was still confused. The manager of the Jade kept the dancers drunk. I never really figured out if this was a good idea or not. It must have worked for him.

Go go bars are a step up from beer bars as they afford a look before purchase and beer bars are a step up from BJ bars because they give you some conversation before gobble gobble. Me I like a woman who can talk with a mouth full off cock.

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