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Before They Turn Jaded – by Working Tourist

Posted by Working Tourist | Blog, Main, Reader Submissions | Posted on February 8th, 2012

I’m on my second trip to Thailand. First trip was mostly south of Phuket so I didn’t explore the P4P scene except for a few last days spent in BKK. In this process I found the blog and have since been an avid reader. I prefer the GFE and below is my tale of the first 3 days doing exactly that. It’s also a tale that hopefully counters the image of BGs as cynical individuals who lie and steal just to get more money.

## 30th of December

First night in Thailand and sampling a few go go bars in Nana Plaza. After taking a seat in the third one a girl waves to me. I sign to her that she should come join me. Another girl does the same, and I let her join as well — I later learn that second girl supposedly was the one saying “hello, welcome” when I came near the bar, so she was upset that first girl had the audacity to wave at me before second girl got a chance.

I take both girls to short time room and fuck second girl. Afterward I lie and talk, mostly with first girl — hotel manager knocks on the door when our time is up so I tell the girls I can give them 2,000 baht now, or we can go for drinks, and I’ll give them 3,000 each.

They’re up for the drinks, though as second girl falls behind, I stop and wait for her, and she says that if we don’t want her with us, she can leave — I don’t care much about this second girl, so I give her 3,000 baht and continues with first girl.

We go to Big Mango Bar — found the blog after my first stay in Thailand and wanted to check it out. We order drinks and chicken savoy.

After this we go to the night market and I get a watermelon shake, girl gets a milkshake made from soy milk which is actually delicious.

We get even more delicious sticky rice with mango, then listen to some live music on a rooftop bar, and finally a traditional thai massage — it’s now 4 AM and I ask if she wants to go to my hotel, which she does. At the hotel I fuck her but it wasn’t great — she seemed a bit inexperienced even though she took charge.

Next morning when she realized I was awake, she gave me a hand job turned blow job, turned riding me like a cowgirl and after I come, she greets me with a “good morning”. Her initiative makes up for subpar skills, so overall a nice wakeup.

She notes that it’s 10 AM and she can go home now so that I can sleep — I tell her that I have jet lag, so I don’t want to sleep and asks if she wants to have breakfast, to which she nods.

We shower and go down to the street where I tell her I want khao tom, so she asks a local and he gives us directions to a good food place.

She orders a salad and goes to 7-11 to buy drinks while we wait for the food. She pays for these herself, and I am unsure if I should reimburse her. She also bought a lighter as I’d showed her a plastic buckle I needed to “cut”. She melts the root of the piece I want to cut off and then removes it — inventive girl!

We talk about doing something together tonight (new year’s eve), so we exchange numbers and agree I will come to her bar around six or seven and we’ll have dinner together. She then takes a taxi home.

## 31st of December

Texts girl ten past six that I’ll be with her shortly, and hope she’s hungry. Girl calls back, she’ll be there in 10 minutes.

I arrive at the bar a little before seven, no sign of girl, orders some water.

Girl shows up and kisses me. Gets mamasan and tell me I have to pay 1,000 baht, which I do. Later learn the main reason she wanted me to pick her up at the bar was so the other girls could see that I was picking her up.

I tell her I want pad thai, as she’d said that was her favorite thai dish the night before. Turns out she knows the best place for pad thai and it’s right next to Nana Plaza, can you believe our luck?

She orders a rice-thing and lets me taste by feeding me — yes, we’re now one of those clichéd thai/farang couples that no-one can stand watching. She also opens my water bottle and fills my glass, straight out of Private Dancer.

Afterwards I have a watermelon shake and her mother calls to ask how she’s doing. She tells her that she’s out with a guy and hands me the phone so I can say hello to her mother (who doesn’t speak English), that was awkward.

We take a taxi to Khaosan Road — we start cuddling in the taxi and she steers my hand down to her pussy so I can finger her (covered by her purse) — I consider if I should take her to a bathroom when we arrive at Khaosan Road and fuck her, as I’m pretty turned on, but wasn’t sure how she’d like that, so I hold myself back and instead we get a roti with banana and chocolate sauce and a beer at a bar.

After this we go to Hilton sky bar — they’re having a paid new year’s eve party so there is an entrance fee of 2,400 baht per person — I ask if she thinks it’s worth doing: “up to you” (a phrase you hear a lot when dating thai girls). I ask what is included in the price, and am told we get 3 drinks and some snacks. I fork over the money, with the drinks included in the price, this ends up less than I expected to spend on the night.

It’s her first new year’s eve in Bangkok, she’s been here for about 10 months and worked at the go go bar for 1 month. Something she got into when salary from her last commission-based job was too low to cover her expenses due to the business taking a hit during the floods.

She seemed very happy at the sky bar. At one point I got a lap-dance — the seating and lightning was fortunately made for discretion, still, we got stares which she ascribed to jealousy, not exactly my interpretation.

During the night I ask if afterwards she wants to go to my hotel, I was unsure what sort of arrangement we actually had, as I had paid a bar fine while picking her up from her bar. Like a child too excited to speak, she simply nodded enthusiastically while smiling. Could of course have been the prospect of 3,000 baht for long time.

At the sky bar they had a ticket number lottery with a bunch of prizes, and we won first prize: a dozen bottles of wine in a gift basket, just what I needed! She has an upcoming graduation party, so for her it was actually a great prize, not to mention it gave her confirmation of the fortune telling she bought the night before, which spoke of getting lucky before the new year.

Carrying around a gift basket full of wine works well as a conversation starter — in the elevator down we met an Australian with his thai girlfriend who mentioned that his suite (at the Hilton) was big enough for us to have a party — not sure if it was an invitation, though if it was, we passed.

We left Hilton in a tuk-tuk heading for my hotel — at my hotel we quickly ended up on the bed (dressed), me on top I ask her if we are boyfriend/girlfriend and she confirmed — I took that to mean that sex is free (ignoring the cost of the night out), and starts to undress her — “we shower?” she asks, “yes” I reply and continue to undress her, she repeats the question, and I change my reply to “in a minute” and then go down on her — she likes it, and we drop the shower — she was very clean.

When it’s time for me to perform I have a problem, not unusual when I’ve had alcohol (and I’m too young for viagra). I tell her it’s fine, I don’t need to — to be honest, I’m not too keen on repeating last night’s performance — she doesn’t care if I’m hard, “just want you inside me” she says — I give in and manage to get a small erection, but it’s quickly killed by these condoms she has — I reckon she don’t have too much experience picking out condoms, so I ask if they were cheap, she confirms, in fact, they were free from the hospital — oh my God, these are for thai men, no wonder they are squeezing the life out of the little guy. “Next time we buy farang condoms!” I tell her.

I do my best with this tight condom and the alcohol in the body, but halfway through I just lose the erection and tell her I came. We cuddle and she noticed that my cock got a little hard and comments on it, I worry she knows I faked it…

## 1st of January

In the morning we fuck again, but this time, even though I have her ride me, I take charge: “no, stay like this!” and my hands firmly on her hips to get the right movement — her fake sex sounds has also been dampened, though I still indicate that she should be quiet. This was the best fuck so far!

We shower and then go for breakfast — it’s the 1st of January, so we take motorcycle taxis to a place the drivers recommend (most being closed on the 1st of January), they take us through small alleys of Bangkok that I have never before seen — that in itself was a great experience.

We arrive and she pays the drivers (40 baht) — I’m starting to add up her expenses, taxi home first night, motorcycle taxi, drinks from 7-11, she also put down the tip at one of the places we ate, and she bought stuff on the night market which she attended for my benefit — this girl needs a mentor when it comes to playing farangs, but not before I am done with her.

We go back to the hotel, quite sure we fucked — I start to lose track of the times we’ve done it, but she’s really improving — her sex sounds now sound authentic, though still a little high, so I shush her: “I can’t” she replies — maybe they are actually real. Despite her lacking skills, this girl is extremely horny and really seems to enjoy sex.

I only had the hotel for 2 days so I need to checkout, but I’ve extended my stay in Bangkok for another night, partly to be with her, partly because I was too lazy to book a plane.

We need to go to her place with the wine and I mention that I need to book a hotel, but she doesn’t suggest I stay with her, that was sort of what I’d hoped — I ask if she wants to stay with me on a new hotel, and that she does — OK, confidence restored. In retrospect I’m glad she didn’t offer, but at the time I hadn’t pictured how I was supposed to sleep with her in a house shared with family nor the difference between the typical “hong nam” and the comfort of a hotel’s bathroom.

We go to Rembrandt Hotel: I’d checked them out on Agoda and a room was 3,500 baht, but too much hassle to book it online since my credit card was rejected.

When I request a room I am asked: “superior or deluxe?”. With both room types sounding great, I ask for the cheaper and ask why not call it “standard” and “deluxe” to increase the chance of up-selling tourists on the more expensive. I get no reply but am instead told they are out of deluxe rooms (the cheaper). Strange since only 30 minutes ago it was available on Agoda, I guess that’s how they manage to still up-sell me on the more expensive room. Oh well, I like extravagance and I think my new girlfriend does as well.

The clerk wants my girl’s ID card, which she didn’t bring with her. I tell him to just book the room under my name. He says it will be a little cheaper but then there will be a surcharge of 1,000 baht for my guest, and asks her to write her name on some form — I tell him to forget he saw her and just book the room under my name. He’s a little confused, repeats the rules, she talks to him in thai but he is indian and does not know thai — I tell him we’ll be out all night and I just need the room to store my bag, and that worked.

We are directed to the bar while they find an available room. Here we get a complimentary drink. My girl asks me about this surcharge: “not want cause you problem” — I laugh and tell her it’s no trouble.

After half an hour or so I ask about the status of our room. They have a twin bed now, so he’s trying to find one with a double bed. Good! I tell him we’ll leave and I can pick up the keycard when we return.

We go to my girl’s place and drop off the wine, then to a fish spa, a thai restaurant where we ordered a lot of food, and finally a temple, something I requested. At the temple she shows me how the procedure works, she pays for the incense, flowers, and medicine that we donate to the monks — she also makes a money donation or two — more numbers to add up, which reminds me that we haven’t talked about wether or not I should bar fine her for the day — I know though that a no-show on her part will cost her 1,000 baht, so I later give her a 1,000 baht bill and tell her it’s for the bar fine.

After the temple we went ice skating in the mall — she’d never tried that before: “too expensive”. She had much fun there and learned it quickly.

We go back to Rembrandt, get our keycard and I give one to her — showing her that indeed we are a couple now. Get to our room, and great: twin beds… oh well, I am fairly tired so I throw myself on my back, she takes off my socks and starts to massage my feet, what a girl! She has to go to the toilet and next thing I know, I wake up to find her lying next to me awake in a bathrobe, quietly waiting for me to wake up, what a sweetheart, so I show her my appreciation by going down on her — she rides me in what is now the usual way, but this time she needs no directions other than me controlling tempo, she has learned, and I am really enjoying it — I half-jokingly tell her that after I come, she should give me a “wai”, which she actually later does, but says “thank you” instead of “kob khun ka” and breaks out laughing — not that this makes the moment less enjoyable.

We cuddle and talk some about clothes — I’d previously talked about getting her a cocktail dress after seeing a girl wearing a sexy one at the Hilton sky bar, although more like a playboy outfit with fur on the fabric edges. Though my girl has too big boobs for pulling off that look, a baby doll dress would probably fit her better — I ask if she has a business suit, and she tells me about her uniform at her former workplace, she looked like a flight attendant, I like hearing that, and she tells me she’ll wear whatever costume I want — did I mention how nice this girl is?

It’s getting late, we’re still in bed, and I need to get flight tickets to Chiang Mai, so I have her call reception to ask what time the travel agency (at the hotel) closes — while she’s on the phone I start fingering her, which she tries to stop by squeezing her legs together, but she’s no match for me, and I spread them open and continue — I must confess forcing myself on her like that was a turn-on. After she finished the phone conversation she says in a firm voice: “why you fuck secretary when on phone?”, she’s role-playing based on my previous excitement for her business suit, I like it!

The reception said the travel agency closes at nine, my girl needs a nap, but she didn’t want to nap unless she knew I had other stuff to do, even though I told her she should just nap. I had a hard time letting her though, as I stayed with her (in bed) until ten to nine, got dressed and down to the travel agency on 2nd floor — no-one is there, looking at my phone and it’s five past nine — was I really this slow at getting dressed? I get back to the room and check the room’s clock, it’s 15 minutes behind… crap!
I book on the internet instead then I fill the bathtub with really hot water and invites my girl — she’d never taken a bath in a bathtub before and she really liked it — she also hasn’t seen snow, I so want to take this girl around the world as she’s definitely curious about things, just born in a country where her possibilities are limited.

After the bath we ended up in bed again, I wasn’t really up to fucking her with the small thai condoms (still hadn’t bothered getting real condoms from the pharmacy) so I told her, she replied: “you make me horny” and took charge — I lost my erection shortly after getting the condom on, I took it off and asked if I could do her without the condom; from her facial expression I got the impression that she wouldn’t stop me, but certainly wouldn’t condone it either, and I felt horrible for having put her in this situation. I managed to salvage it and she got me hard, put on the condom and rode me — she had really perfected her riding technique — I like having her ride me both because I can just lay back and relax but it also gives me a nice view of her nice body. As a former sales girl for a fitness center I get the impression she has worked hard on her breast muscles because they are very firm.

I was still somewhat full from the lunch so I suggest we go see a show at Angelwitch, as she’d never been there, and I’d only been there once. Before we leave, I ask if I should wear a t-shirt. She holds it up and disapproves, as it’s wrinkled: “people think me bad girlfriend if you wear this”.

On the way I ask if she know Soi Cowboy, which she does not, so I make us go through it just to get her reaction. We pass a vendor that sells meatballs and she buys a bag and feeds them to me with the small spear — again I can’t believe we are one of those couples, but feel no desire to grab the bag, as it’s soiled in meat juices.

As we walk to Angelwitch we go along Sukhumvit Road and pass all the bar girls, freelancers, and massage girls, who desperately try to get customers. It occurs to me that this is the life that awaits my sweetheart — she’s 22, pretty and works in a go go, as she ages and her beauty fades she will be bumped down to a bar girl and then maybe a massage girl, and her desperation for customers will increase, makes me sad. I really hope she gets out of this environment sooner rather than later, fortunately she is undergoing education and did start a beauty salon in her hometown, so there’s potential.

As we arrive at Angelwitch the shows are fortunately on — having gone along Sukhumvit Road with my girl, the last thing I want is for her and me looking at girls rotating on a stage, looking demotivated, and waiting for someone to pick their number for some rubbing and a quick shag.

We watch a handful of shows, and then I suggest we leave, and while my girl was impressed by the first show girl, I get no objections.

We take a taxi to the night market where we find a fruit vendor that has all sorts of things I have never seen before. My girl peels and cuts the fruit I want to taste, even cuts out the meet from a sugarcane (which you chew to squeeze out the juices) — we summarize for the vendor the things I’d eaten and pay him twice what he wanted.

We then go to the rooftop bar with live music where we order a fresh coconut each and eventually back to the hotel.

My recollection of exactly what happened when we got back is vague, but I remember I’d stayed away from alcohol because I wanted to fuck her good so presumably that is what I did.

Afterwards, as we lie in bed and talk, I tell her, that if she meets a nice farang while I an in Chiang Mai, it would be OK with me. Shortly after I hear she sniffs to stop her nose from running. I look at her, and tears are coming down her chins — oh no, what have I said? I realize this girl has deep feelings for me, and hearing me say she shouldn’t hold back on replacing me indirectly reveals how little I think of our relationship — I feel bad and try to salvage it by explaining I care about her and only want the best for her, and she knows I’ll have to leave Thailand eventually — she says she’s OK, and we avoid the topic.

## 2rd of January

Next day we start by cuddling and while I do get hard, I tell her that I’m tired of these thai condoms, and I’d like to see her pleasure herself instead. She complies and reach climax. She asks if she should give me a hand job: “sure” I reply, I use the chance to teach her how it’s done, as her hand jobs are not good, though she lose interest in learning after a few seconds. Instead she wants to ride me, and when she grab the condom I protest that it needs to be harder, but she ignores me, and actually pulls it off quite nicely, while riding me she gets another orgasm, having seen her climax with a small stomach spasm that is also present when she is riding me, I am convinced it’s authentic — she’s become real good at this!

After our usual morning ritual of sex and shower we go to a place where I’d seen lots of breakfast vendors when I arrived to Bangkok, but because of the new year, everything but one shop is closed — that didn’t mean the Rat Na with fried fish wasn’t great though.

On the way back we get a two hour massage and eat our final meal (for now) next to the hotel. I grab my bag from the hotel and she goes with me in a taxi to the airport.

In the airport I ask if she is going with taxi home and she replies: “OK”, as she probably didn’t interpret it as a question, so I give her 1,000 baht for the fare.

We decide that I should go through security at 4 o’clock, so we can be together until then. We sit down and hold each other, and it doesn’t take long before tears poor down her chins — it’s happy tears, she assures me, she’s very happy to have met me, her voice deteriorates as she’s trying to avoid crying. She looks at her phone and see we have 25 minutes left. This is too much for her, she’s progressively getting worse, as she counts down to the moment we have to separate as was it a death sentence, and we agree to just say our goodbyes now.