Another Tuesday night by LMW

Posted by LMW | Blog, Reader Submissions | Posted on June 4th, 2009

So after just getting back from a short holiday in Bangkok I thought I’d about one of the randomest nights I had. I stopped in to the Big Mango a few times and enjoyed the atmosphere and the free shots during the Champions League final.

So on Tuesday night I was in Rainbow 4. I struck up a conversation with the bloke next to me and after chatting about our impressions of Bangkok he offered to show me round as he was a veteran of five years working in the UK but holidaying over there.

First we went up to Hollywood on the top floor. He shared some stories about some of the girls he knew. There was one with a gigantic set of fake tits of his. She is 40+ and has a daughter working in another bar. Family business.

Then we grabbed a taxi out to a members only club called Exotica. This was a first for me. I’d heard a lot about these places so was very curious.

My new mate was well known here and the flamboyantly gay papasan ‘Georgi’ got us a good table. A live band was playing Thai songs and all the other customers were Japanese. There were hostesses in orange dresses and dancers in black ones.

My mate, who it started to become clear wasn’t short of money, told me about the times when he had hosted parties and ordered twenty girls from this place to his suite or to a boat he hired off Pattaya. The dancer he was speaking to was one of the girls but he had never slept with her as she had a boyfriend.

The waiters cracked open the vodka and over the evening we got through a couple of bottles between us the girls joining us at the table. A few weird cocktails appeared on the table as well. It’s hard to describe. The waiter stacked a couple of cocktail glasses and a shot glass on top of each other with some random brightly coloured spirits in and then poured a bottle of beer down the top. Then everyone round the table drank it through straws. Um, hard to explain but a good laugh.

Then we took the lift upstairs. The hostess explained that the girls downstairs didn’t go with customer but upstairs they did. We were taken to a room with about twenty girls. To be honest none of them looked that happy and it made me feel a bit uncomfortable so I turned them down but my mate found one he liked.

So the new girl came back down to our table. People started dancing on the tables. Japanese people were playing some odd looking dice in beaker game. Lots more vodka was drunk.

The hostess girl was getting very touchy feely and pretty much molested my poor little penis as the night wore on.

Then suddenly the lights were on and time to go home. My mate persuaded the dancer girl, who had always refused to sleep with him before to go with him, and my hostess girl said something along the lines of “I don’t usually go with customers but..” I was kind of non-committal and then she just disappeared. Ha ha.

So I’m obviously the only guy who can go to this sort of club and fail to get laid!

So the three of us, me, my mate and the dancer, stopped in at Spice Club on the way back where the dancer asked me what kind of girl I wanted. Rather the worse for wear at this point, and I cringe to think of this now I made a big boobies motion with my hands over my chest. She said something to a waiter and he brought back a rather fine girl. I love Bangkok. This doesn’t happen back home.

A few tequilas were downed and we parted ways.

I was talking to the guy a couple days after and he said once he got back to the room he had the best night of his life. The dancer put on a porno and said that she was going to do everything in it. Apparently she’d asked my girl that if I didn’t want her then she was up for a lesbian romp. Nice!

I had a fine old time the next morning with my girl as well, although I think I passed out when we got back at night.

In the morning during post-coital chit chat I asked her what she thinks of falang. I was hoping for a “yeah, they’re a good laugh” or something. Her answer was “I don’t judge. I’m not 100% perfect myself.”

So that was my Tuesday night in Bangkok. Kind of tough being back in the UK but I don’t think my liver and sense of moral rectitude could stand too many more nights like that!

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10 Responses to “Another Tuesday night by LMW”

gordon brown says:

June 4, 2009 at 10:31 am

sounds better than the week i’m having
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sideshowBOB says:

June 4, 2009 at 10:48 am

lmw – thanks for the post. Getting laid at any of the g type clubs is not so cut and dry so I would not worry. I have not been to exotica but here there are some hotties. any more info on the way it works there? so upstairs the hostesses are direct p4p – what was the cost for any of this? we need details!
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Young Penfold says:

June 4, 2009 at 11:53 am

Im guessing that being based on ThongLo, Exotica would be one of the more spendy of all G-Clubs. I drive past that place 3-4 times a day (often at night) but never really see many cars entering/leaving.

I banged a coyote dancer a few weeks back who said her best friend works @ Exotica. She said its almost exclusively Jap and Thai clients and was trying to persuade her to work there, but suggested that quite a bit of emphasis is put on P4P by the girls
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Daywalker says:

June 4, 2009 at 12:51 pm

My pal Big Dave can bang the hottest of the hottest girls. Coyote dancers to hi-so snobs. And soon after meeting them. Doesn’t spend much on them either… sometimes he has been known to get a mobile phone or a watch after sex.

His only outlay was a balaclava and a knife.
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LMW says:

June 4, 2009 at 5:00 pm

“any more info on the way it works there? so upstairs the hostesses are direct p4p – what was the cost for any of this? we need details!”

No idea about the prices. The guy I was with picked up the tab. When we sat down the papasan brought him something to sign. Then later in the night the same papasan also took out a very large bundle of cash and laid it on the table which my mate glanced at then stuck in his pocket. No idea what that was about. Was like some sort of gangster film – hos and large bundles of cash.

As for the setup. There were tables downstairs with a band playing. My mate said the band was semi famous in Thailand. They sounded good enough but all in Thai.

The hostesses come up and drink with you. They encouraged us to drink lots. At one point challenging us to down our drinks with them. Not sure if their drinks were as strong as ours. Probably not.

The hostesses were very flirty, holding your hand, encouraging you to grope them, at the end of the night one had her hands down my pants.

Then at one point in the night they took us upstairs where there were twenty girls. No idea of prices but it was case of pick whichever one you want. The hostess explained that the girls downstairs don’t go with customers but upstairs they do. They just didn’t look happy though. Not sure if they don’t like farang or whatever.

Later on in Spice Club I was chatting to the hostess that came with us and she was asking me why I didn’t pick one of the girls. I explained that they didn’t look happy and I would have felt like a rapist. She told me that the girls didn’t want to stand out individually or else there would be gossip among the others.

So the upstairs girl that my mate picked came down and stood at the table with us and drank. She didn’t talk much as compared to the hostesses who were the embodiment of charisma and fun. But the idea is that girls upstairs are direct p4p. Although my mate ended up letting this girl go and taking the hostess instead.

We were the only white guys in the place. Mostly japanese. My mate said that he came there once and it was a Thai only night but the papasan went round and asked everyone if they would might letting some farang guys in and it was ok.

I know a lot of this stuff sounds unbelievable but this was all happened last Tuesday night. Only in Bangkok!
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Uncle Dave says:

June 4, 2009 at 5:22 pm

@ Daywalker…………Heh, heh, heh!
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Young Penfold says:

June 4, 2009 at 6:41 pm

@LMW – Was the thing he had to sign a piece of A4 with a kind of grid on it? If so this will be to sign to acknowledge the whisky is being taken off of his tab/membership. No fucking idea what the kings sheets were doing being passed from the papasan to your mate though.

Interesting read
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ao nang says:

June 4, 2009 at 9:48 pm

Its all about the benjamins ($$$) at the members clubs. All about entertaining and business schmoozing me thinks ie the high Japanese element.

Most stuff would take place off premises with the Coyote girls. If the girl liked you, you could make arrangements, almost like a regular date?!

Good for the ego but not the wallet as the guidelines are blurred regarding finances. You know where you stand with the regular go-go scene regarding price for the pleasure and there are some quality lookers about even in these jaded times.

Good write up about your experiences in a different part of the scene which I occasionally dabble in but usually go back to what and whom I know. Cheers.
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johno says:

June 4, 2009 at 11:17 pm

Wow, what a story. I can’t wait to return to Thailand.

Upon returning home from my first visit to Bangkok, I remember the first words a friend and fellow Bkk lover said to me:

“How does it feel to be (like) Brad Pitt?”

I knew exactly what he meant.
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JustinCider says:

June 5, 2009 at 6:47 pm

I would suggest it was a ‘marker’. Sign the form and get staked some cash. Common in a high limit section of a casino.
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