Away from Pay-for-Play by Werewolf
Posted by werewolf | Blog, Reader Submissions | Posted on June 16th, 2008
I’ve never been shy about saying why I moved to Bangkok . I’m approaching 50 years old, divorced, overweight and unattractive. I moved to Bangkok purely for the opportunity to have regular sex with beautiful young girls on a regular basis in exchange for a very small amount of my cash.
It’s not that I was a loser back home — I have had a successful business career, and I have managed to hit above my weight with the girls all my life – but life had descended into a series of brief dating experiences with women who were (like me) getting older all the time. Following a divorce in 2002 and a breakup from my after-marriage girlfriend in 2004 I was unhappy most of the time, spending countless hours listening to mindless drivel from a parade of 30-something women back home in Sydney . I found the time with these women so excruciating that I rarely had the stomach to have sex with them.
And then I met a Thai girl in Sydney . She was there just for a few weeks, and I was introduced to her by one of her friends, in hopes that I would fall in love with her, marry her and bring her to live in Australia full time. It almost worked.
Instead, I came to Thailand to see her after she returned home to Bangkok , and discovered what I hadn’t known before; the delights of the Thai pay-for-play scene at Soi Cowboy and Nana Entertainment Plaza . My little Thai vixen was soon forgotten (she has since married and settled down with an Australian husband in Perth ). Also forgotten were the endless parade of irritating women I had been dating in Sydney . I had found what I needed at this point in my life. I had discovered the factory where they build the Little Brown Fucking Machines and I was hooked.
I had a 6-week holiday here in April/May 2005. I was back for three weeks in June/July. One more week in August just to get Thailand out of my system, but that didn’t work. I moved to Bangkok in September. Being single has advantages in terms of making quick decisions.
And Bangkok over the past three years has been everything I wanted it to be. Cheap, easy and frequent sex with a variety of girls in their 20’s who are light years more beautiful and sexy than anyone I could hope to attract back home now that I am in my twilight years. My only complaint is that I am not independently wealthy, so I still have to work for a living. Working in Bangkok means living on a budget. I live frugally with my daily expenses so I can maximize the amount of cash available for the girls, but it’s never enough. If I earned four times as much as I do now, I’d simply have four times as much sex. Ten times as much? Twenty? You can do the math. It would all go to the girls.
And since I am their target market, I get pretty good play from the girls in Sukhumvit. Aging, bald and badly overweight? No problem! I’m jai dee so it doesn’t matter if I’m fat and bald. (Me no like hair anyway, and me think bumbooey look good.)
But work has changed my life at the moment. I have taken a work contract that has taken me far away from the City of Angels for six weeks. I have a ten-days-working five-days-off contract that sees me do 30 days of work in three ten -day stretches, with two holidays of five days each.
The working days involve being well up-country, working outside of the cities and towns. Places where mobile phone reception is unreliable, the internet is a sometimes affair, TV is limited to three or four Thai language channels and English isn’t spoken by the natives. My neighbors are the trees and wildlife. I have to move around a bit, but my first ten days was spent in the north, primarily in Chiang Rai province.
And just that fast I’m no longer attractive to twenty year old girls.
A lot of my time last week was spent working with a girl of about 26 – a shapely lass who wouldn’t have grabbed my attention if she was in a bikini on a chrome pole in Sukhumvit due to her prominent lower jaw and every-which-way teeth, but who looked good enough in the tropical forests of northern Thailand .
Forget about it. She was pleasant to me the way she would be to a favored uncle.
I managed to get into Chiang Rai city a couple of times; mostly to trawl through the night market with some of my Thai colleagues.
Having lived in the Sukhumvit area of Bangkok I am accustomed to what I refer to as the ‘hungry look’. This is the lingering eye contact that you get from every Thai female that you pass on the street there as they assess your interest in what they have to offer. Every girl you pass on the street in lower Sukhumvit is a possible transaction. They know it and you know it. Offer and acceptance can be as subtle as a shift of the eyes and a nod of the head. I have picked up girls in Sukhumvit with never a word being spoken. I genuinely believe that I’ve actually had sex with some of them with neither of us speaking until she said ‒Kawp Khun Kaa” when I handed over her tip at the end.
There was none of that in the market in Chiang Rai. I was just one more aging farang looking to buy a tee shirt or a carved elephant head. First of all, the girls I saw in Chiang Rai city were not appealing – none of the slender, youthful beauty that accosts me daily in Bangkok . The few that had an appealing figure or a pleasant face were generally on the arm of a 19 year old Thai guy and had no desire to have any contact with me.
I’m not superman anymore… it’s almost like being back in farangland. I had one lady express a bit of interest in me. As we spoke, I learned that she is 47 years old – a year younger than me. Her daughter, who lives in Lampang, is 30 years old and has a ten year old daughter. Great! The one woman in Chaing Rai who appeared to be interested in offering me a bit of sex has been a grandmother for ten years!
At the moment I’m on my first 5-day break. I decided to enjoy my holiday in Chiang Mai Province . But rather than hang around in the city, I booked a three day trekking tour in the mountains. I was perhaps a bit carried away with myself when I booked it. I spent three days with four backpackers – two South Africans, a German and an Englishman – who were all in their mid-20s. They clambered up and down the mountains of Chiang Mai the way I used to when I was that age. I huffed and puffed and narrowly avoided a fatal heart attack or two.
The only women I saw were the women of the hill tribes. These are women who earn a living by farming rice and corn in the mountains. They are strong, sturdy women.
I can admire strong and sturdy, but when it comes to my women, I prefer slender and willowy.
Finally yesterday I arrived in Chiang Mai city, weary from my trek in the mountains, but with two days to explore the city.
But I had made arrangements to spend those two days with a female Thai friend from Bangkok who had never been to Chiang Mai and wanted to visit. We made arrangements to visit together. I stress that she is a friend… not a bargirl or girlfriend, but a pal. A buddy.
We went out last night to – where else? – the night market. Apparently this is where most normal (read non-sex) tourists spend their evenings in Chiang Mai.
I have to admit, it had a certain appeal. It was huge by any standard, with a variety of products for sale at very decent prices. But my interest was on the people, not the products. I spent most of the evening strolling several paces behind my female companion. As she scanned the products for sale, I scanned the faces of the crowd looking for pretty girls and interested eyes. There were few enough of both.
The girls were typically more attractive than the ones I’d seen in Chiang Rai, but less so than their cousins in Bangkok . I got the feeling that it would have been very hard work to make a connection with any of them. That ‘hungry look’ was non-existent and I appeared to be invisible.
I realize that there is a pay-for-play scene available in Chiang Mai, and I may come back to explore it on my next break, which is two weeks away, but for the moment I’m having to live in the ‘real’ world where I get by on my wits and charm rather than by simply reaching into my wallet.
So what’s the lesson?
My self image has been re-adjusted over the past two weeks. I’m remembering who I am and why I live in Bangkok . I’m a guy who really isn’t capable of capturing the interest of youthful beauties based solely on my character, looks and charisma any more. I rely on the willingness of lovely young girls to trade their physical charms for a thousand baht or two.
I’ve been upcountry for nearly fifteen days now. I think I know now how Superman felt when he was exposed to kryptonite… he felt mortal. He was just like everyone else. No superpowers. Nothing special about him.
That’s me. Away from Pay for Play I’m just an aging, fat, balding goofball who has no hope of getting laid by lovely young girls with their large liquid eyes and soft beautiful flesh.
I can’t wait to get back to Bangkok and it’s pay-for-play scene where I’m faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.
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Poor you. Try spending a month at a time in the desert!
View all comments by Day Walker
That’s precisely how I felt on a trip to Hong Kong. Tons of hot Asian girls, but the ‘hungry look’ was rarely forthcoming.
The girls of Bangkok will be ready and waiting for you when you get back – despite my best efforts to wear them all out in the meantime…
View all comments by Bangkok Bad Boy
Open and honest as ever Werewolf. That’s why your web-site is so popular – I’m afraid I carry my ego around with me everywhere
View all comments by doctorbond
great story man! I think a lot of guys like me too, will recognise this!
View all comments by george
Nice piece. At least you aren’t far from a pool of large liquid eyes and soft beautiful flesh. As Daywalker suggests, there are much worst places you can be.
I went to Toronto the other week and believe it or not it reminded me of Thailand.
Why? Because the girls were game, or at least their attitude didn’t stink like peroxide and cheap perfume, not like it does in the part of the world I call home.
My last trip to Thailand I came back with the kind of yellow fever no vaccine can prevent. But the nearest I have come to curing my ailment in the last couple of weeks is spotting a coupla could-be Thai darlings on the street, and a visit to the Chinese State Circus, where a stunning contortionist eased the pangs for 3 minutes or so.
I wish I was in Chiang Mai…
View all comments by Milo
WW, I think you wrote honestly what many men, myself included, hate to admit to themseles, let alone privately. I’m a few years younger than you, but our circumstances are strikingly similar, down the years we each got divorced.
Having to admit to myself that the only place I can be attractive to women I’m attacted to is Thailand makes me feel sad and a bit pathetic. It’s all the things The World says about guys like us feeling true.
I think the only way I can get over this morose feeling that has come over me reading your post is to go out to Walking Steet, get the lesbians out of the shower at What’s Up and have an all-night threesome.
Enjoy the trees.
View all comments by The Ghost
Your words, as always, are honest and entertaining. Enjoy yourself.
View all comments by smitty from America
Great piece of writing WW, i have a female thai friend who lives in Chiang Rai and she said theres not a great deal happening up there
I’ll think of you 2moro while im flirting outrageously with the uni chicks on the MRT and my local food court
View all comments by Young Penfold
I think you’ve summed it up for many of us in a nutshell here Werewolf. I’m going ‘home’ in 5 days, for the first time in 2 years, so I think I may well be feeling exactly how you do now in a weeks time. Getting back to BKK will be my first thought every morning when I wake up. This article has convinced me that one more Soapy is called for before the dreaded trip home!!!
View all comments by Catman
Ghost – surely that begs the question, is Thailand the only place women find you attractive because you have money, or because its a culture with more respect for older men? I suspect there’s more of the latter in it than one might at first think.
Seconds up – I’m sure a lot of guys on this board could find non p4p companionship in Thailand if it wasn’t so easy to get sex ‘off the shelf”…young, old, ugly or otherwise…there must be loads of Thai women looking for a ‘white knight’…
View all comments by Milo
@Milo — One only need sign up for TLL to find that out.
I’ve learned TLL is a very different animal OUTSIDE Bangkok. You guys might be pulling off nooners with girls you chat with for 30 minutes (and the girls may be doing 3 guys in one day). But get outside BKK when the TLL members are farther apart and it becomes much more serious.
Got lots of women sending me little hearts. But, as WW learned, they’re quite a bit older.
View all comments by The Ghost
It’s not just you in your situation, Wolfie. I remember when I came back to the States from Europe late-90s after playing music there. I was SHOCKED that I could no long nick a hot chick off of her boyfriend for the night, or be smashed and still chat up a cutie. In Prague and Budapest and Vienna I was an exotic, a professional musician, and American (good in Prague and Hungary, not so much in Austria) who could sing without and accent, and a bohemian. In the States I was just another loser musician working in a restaurant and suspiciously older than I should have been for that lifestyle.
It sucks. Superman never got shipped back to planet Krypton, did he? He stayed in the land with the yellow sun.
Good luck when you’re back in BKK, I bet your regulars are in for a Wolfie Workout.
View all comments by Scampering Jack Wilshere
From a newbie / tourist – at the risk of sounding like some limp male support group self awareness fag – listen to yourselves!! YOU ARE NOT LOSERS !!!!!!!!! Do what thou wilt etc. We ALL PAY FOR EVERYTHING. P4P just makes sense. There’s probably some kind of formula you can use to show that [in terms of time spent squared multiplied by the amortised cost of wining dining at say 11% interest added to "x" where x equals another multiplyer to accouint for overall uncertainty] P4P is actually way cheap compared with – well what is in truth just another form of P4P. Okay now you can kill me.
View all comments by andyxyzb
you turned down a granny shag? What the hell is wrong with you!
View all comments by MSB
ww – i admire you for your honesty. it sounds like maybe you have only just discovered the rest of (mormal) thailand? also, i cant agree on your comments re quality… north girls rock!!
View all comments by Mr Carpet
ww – great post.
I think chiang rai and chiang mai women have the best tits in thailand.
milo – u have a good point but I think many guys dont want a gf. they want the endless p4p options with no attachment.
for me I have always played it a different way – i want both. maybe toned down a bit to keep my gf from killing me but I see no reason why this country is not completely setup, by the locals, to have a wife or gf and enough fun on the side to keep everything interesting.
that is the point of thailand IMHO.
before anyone jumps on me please note I don’t need a lecture on the western values of monogamy and so on. that is why I left the west.
View all comments by smitty
Nice piece, dewd. Personally, I’m in much the same boat. 54 (I think), though not overweight (no big deal for Thai girls who are cheered up by a graspable stomach, anyway). I’ve done eighteen months of mongering since my marriage broke up back in Europe, and although I never quite got starry-eyed and delusional about exactly why these gorgeous Suk Street sirens were making my wildest fantasies come true, it always seemed like a good and honest transaction to me. I think of all the P4P shags I’ve had during this very busy time, maybe a third were great, a third enjoyable, and a third either disappointing or boring or whatever (sometimes my own fault). But I’ve never had a shag as bad (or as expensive) as those with my ex-wife. And none of them involved ISSUES or COMMITMENT – so even a bad shag is pretty damn fine in BKK, because there’s always someone else and better, maybe even a few minutes later.
BKK revelations: sex can be fun. Foreplay can be reduced to “do you take it up the bum?” Hookers can be the cleanest dirty little girls on the planet. It doesn’t matter if you can’t get it up every time. Farnag women are a complete waste of time and money. And …
It Had To Happen. I’ve found a girl. From Issan, of all places. We make each other stupidly happy. She’s old enough to look right on my arm (and not as if I’ve been hanging out at the Uni library), old enough to have done the Kid Thing, and the Bad Thai Husband Thing, and the Selling Clothes In The Market Thing, and the NEP Thing. And she’s young enough to make me feel young enough. She is, by some way, the best sex I ever had. And yes, of course I’m paying her. Her family, actually. It’s almost impossible to get her to accept anything. She’s honest, good-hearted, grateful, funny, and (errrrr …) I probably love her more than I’m prepared to admit. And I know she could have done better (in terms of cash and age and looks) elsewhere.
They still make ‘em out here. They make the dirty girls and the Uni girls and the Hi-So stunners, they make the mamasans and the 7-Eleven smilers, and they make the Good Thai Woman. And all of them think that making a man happy is a Good Thing, for whatever reason. Wish me luck? I wish us all luck. We’re in the right place.
View all comments by Pants Elk
I think it is a good thing to get away from homebase once in a while. In fact, I have always thought that the oil guys have it made. One month in, one month out…
Simply opening the front door of your apartment after a while away never brought so much happiness
Tap, tap, tap… there’s no place like home. Tap, tap, tap… there’s no place like home.
View all comments by John Brown
Im touched Pants – Not the first time you’ve touched me either lets have it known
Agree with Smitty Chiang Mai and Chiang Rai girls have awesome titties
One thing I have noticed still only being early 20s, is that the girls dont seem to smile nearly near as much as when I used to come here on holiday. I havent aged that much, got fatter or balder.
Maybe I dont carry the innocent startled newbie face i used to have when i was a holidaymaker which the girls could sense, or maybe coming from UK the smiles and stares are more visible and after a while living here you dont notice them as much?
View all comments by Young Penfold
Damn Werewolf, I have to start reading your blog. Great stuff. And frankly it’s not only confined to blokes over 50, it’s pretty much all of us. Just witness all those club-bar younger Eurotrash types punching well above their weight who would be nowt more than skinny sociopathic misfits at home.
Mind you, I do have one question. If Keith Summers could ‘get birds’ up country, why couldn’t you?
View all comments by Combover
Oops. You said ‘approaching’, not ‘over’, 50. Sorry chap.
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Eh eh. You should go upcountry more often WW
I haven’t been to Chiang Mai for at least a year and a half, but I remember a few places:
- Starlight (or Star-something Gogo bar) near Tapea Gate, offered decent girls,
- Another Gogo bar in a small street starting from Loi khro Road, but I forgot the name. It’s a small back street not far from the Night Market,
- Bubbles used to be the Nana Disco of CM (not so crowded so, and no parking lot action),
- A decent massage parlor accross the river, but I forgot the name as well. Locals should be able to help,
- There are a few hotties in the bier bars of Loi Khro road as weel,
- And Chiang Mai University has a large library
View all comments by Suk Psycho
Let me help you out there Suk Psycho. The Go-go near Thapae Gate is called Spotlight, and yeah, there can be some decent action found here. The other Go-Go’s in Chiang Mai are Star Six, which is just off Loi Khro near to the Boxing ring bars and Foxy Lady which is also off Loi Khro down the left sided soi just before the newly built Le Meridien. Bubble, Hotshot, and Spicey are all still popular FL pick up joints. The best of the soapy massage joints IMO is ‘Sayuri’ on Bumrung Rajd road soi 2. Another popular one is Pandora’s.
View all comments by Catman
WW: Great read. Can’t wait to get get back and pay. We are debating the pros and cons of retiring in Thailand in a few years at the present moment. Need to go back one (or maybe ten) more times to make up our minds.
View all comments by 3amigos
Nice piece WW. For me though I frequently get this reminder whenever I venture from the local p4p areas here in bkk. A trip to Siam Paragon Mall for instance and all the sweet eyes go away.
PE: Say it ain’t so Joe. You’re pulling our legs right? Well, if it is true best of luck chap.
View all comments by pmmp
WW,
P4P is the most straightforward arrangement to satisfy our natural urges, and much cheaper than the more traditional western approaches. In the same way, low level corruption could be considered a direct form of taxation and much cheaper than equivalent fines for speeding etc. in the west.
Some would argue that our partaking of these delights perpetuates “issues”. I disagree. Be courteous and gentle, both to the girls and the policemen. Physical satisfaction is then met with a minimum of fuss. But don’t expect emotional satisfaction.
View all comments by Not in Paradise
Pmmp, it’s true. I’m as happy as a pig in shit, and as fragrant. Will it last? What does? Who cares? We all talk about how great it is (and it is) to get the Hunger Look on Suk St, and the lifestyle of endless non-committed sex partners is, well, yes, it’s fantastic. And we all shake our heads in despair at the smitten farang turning over his life savings to some rice tart … I wasn’t looking for love. I’m an embittered old cynic, and when it comes to farang wimmin, a justified mysogny … misojy … woman-hater. From bitter experience. The sight of the creatures Out Here makes me feel physically sick, with their fat arms and tummy tyres and sullen attitudes and Issues … but. But I’m having unreasonable amounts of fun, out of the blue, unplanned. And I’m not in luuuurve … honest. I’m just making love. Which I know to be the best way of garaging my stretch flesh limo. Again and again. So – I thank whoever appropriate for the Good Thai Woman, because she’s the best in the world.
And on the subject of Young Penfold – I’m still convinced he’s Combover with stocking arm tattoos and a smoking ya-baa pill up his back passage.
View all comments by Pants Elk
Good job Catman! You live in CM, right?
The Gogos I was mentioning (or trying to) were Spotlight (I never can remind this one right) and Foxy Lady. The Massage is Sayuri, and yes I forgot the famous Spicey, which is the Spice/Tunnel/Lucky/Boss of CM!!!
View all comments by Suk Psycho
@Suk, the gogo in Chiang Mai on the small soi is called “foxy” I believe. If were talking about the same place that is.
@WW, check it out on your next 5 day holiday. You won’t be disappointed! I wasn’t…
View all comments by moonman
WW: Nice piece of writing. I know that feeling of being invisible very well. I feel it every time I head back to America to take care of my so-called life there.
Yes, reality sucks, and living and playing in Bangkok “long time” is not reality…just a Fig Newton of our over-developed, on the downhill side of middle age, sexually overcharged imaginations. The expression “living the dream” sure hits home for those inclined to sexual play in the City of Angels. It’s out there in the rest of Thailand, too, if you know where to look.
Sounds like you’ve had some sort of epiphany up in the wet hills of the the Golden Triangle? Don’t worry, it will pass once you are back in town for a week or two and had a few dozen “sweets!”
In the meantime, keep up the good work!
View all comments by fontok69
Werewolf – what is your blog called ?
View all comments by Calvin
@NIP – nice take.
@Pants Elk – well said. Good luck with her. I have to say though – not all the farang women in LOS are foul. Admittedly I did see some howlers, including one creature at Wat Po whose boxy-ass, white linen pants exposed a huge, livid skidmark (What, Poo?) – I shit you not – when she bent to take her size 8 sandals from her crusty hooves and enter the Temple of the Emerald Buddha, but at Khao San and Walking Street I saw some real stunners, Afro, Israeli, Arab and farang. They all seemed to have massive tits – an optical illusion perhaps -and the aura of attitude that usually surrounds them was considerably diminished, being starved of attention on the soi.
View all comments by Milo
@Pants: I’m flattered that you should consider me to be of Penfold stock. Perhaps if I’d got to BKK fifteen years earlier I coulda been a contender. Fact is, I’m weary, about to build Isaan property in a little farmgirl’s name, and helpless to do anything about it.
View all comments by Combover
c – given the mango is built we need some new construction porn so how about we get some blow by blows here on the blog with your experiences in building a house for your isaan honey.
fun fun
View all comments by smitty
WW: Let me applaud this. Now that is straight from the heart, awesome post! Always telling it like it is/was.
You just have to be out there longer, it is a slower pace and lower populations so slower to pick up and yes most will be looking for something more serious, but no where in Thailand will ever be as bad as back in the West.
View all comments by bkkris
These are the most moving and sensible lines I’ve ever read on P4P. So true, thanks for the sobering stuff! And Pants Elk’s fine-tuning is awesome too!
View all comments by mart
Don’t you just love Capitalism!
View all comments by Young Royal
The point I was making, just to add to WW’s more-than-usually reflective piece (I’d got him pinned, mistakenly, as some thicknecked brawler I’d be scared to squeeze past on my way to the R4 toilet), is that I think a lot of us (us men, that is) come out here as a result of broken hearts. Farang women are as hard as nails; their list of priorities runs approximately (Top Ten Ahoy!) 1 Career 2 Apartment 3 Friends 4 Kids 5 Clothes 6 Hair 7 Diet 8 Next career move 9 Salad or pizza? 10 Man. Asian women’s list starts with 1 Family obligations 2 Finding man and making him happy, and rarely goes further.
The sex out here is truly liberating. I wouldn’t go so far as to defend prostitution globally (seeing things an a big scale and making Issues of them is woman’s business, anyway), but I would defend to the death the positive effects of the sex industry in Thailand. For (for the most part) the girls as well as the men. The biggest taboo (and one that farang women will NEVER allow themselves to accept) is the sheer FUN it can be. I’ve never seen Ordinary Man so freaking happy as on Soi 4. We suddenly realise sex can be simple, guilt and issue-free, and the greatest fun on earth.
And.
And here’s my point. At last. I’ve never fucked as well and as long as I’ve made love. There is a difference. I wouldn’t put down P4P for any reason – Buddha knows I’ve done my share – and if this love doesn’t last, I’ll be back trawling the Nana carpark, hooking 38k spinners from the R4 A-team, and generally behaving shamefully for a man my age (that is – any age). It’s just that, having had my share of being unhappy with women back west, I recognise when I’m happy here. It’s like being slapped around the face with a balloon animal. DON’T MISS THIS OPPORTUNITY. To give it one more try. No big deal if the balloon bursts. But it’s kind of nice, in a gooey Jimmy Stewart- movie way, to walk hand in hand with a great-looking woman, and catch her eye, and all there is in it is love. And this happened because I was a John, and she was a hooker. I’m proud of that. We’re human beings.
View all comments by Pants Elk
Calvin: My blog is titled “Werewolf’s Lair”.
I am out of Bangkok in rural Thailand on a six-week work contract, so for the moment the Bangkok Bad Boy has been kind enough to take over my blog until my return in mid-July.
Normally though I simply post a daily diary entry about my life in Bangkok, and have been doing so for more than a year now. It’s not exciting, but it gives me something to do. My goal is to diarize life in Bangkok for guys overseas who have visited here and consider moving here. My aim is to give them a realistic view of what life would be like if they make that choice.
The blog is more entertaining at the moment with BBB at the helm, but his posts are twice-weekly rather than daily.
http://bargirlsrpeople2.wordpress.com/
That’s the second plug I’ve given my blog here this week, which may be stretching the bonds of friendship. Sorry boys
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Also, PantsElk: I’ve always enjoyed reading your scribblings across the comments sections of weblogs in the ether, but I’m pleased to see that this particular blog helped expose a somewhat different, but no less fascinating, facet of your seemingly complex personality.
I won’t ask for more, since you’ve already been very forthcoming, but I will say how much I got out of reading the comments you’ve written in this space.
Of course I look forward to seeing classic PantsElk comments in the future. They always make my day!
View all comments by werewolf
Unlike BKK and Pattaya, where more often than not the P4P ladies hail from Issan, most of the P4P girls I’ve encountered here in CM are from Burma. And their Thai ID card is as legitimate as their claimed age. Watch it folks. In fact I don’t think I’ve seen any Issan girls here, which is fine with me, I prefer northern Thai girls any time. Spicy is a great place to make some female friends after hours, and they’re not all P4P. Spicy is a bit dark, crowded and rough – it’s not for everyone. I think it’s a requirement that you must be drunk BEFORE you can enter the place. Loi Kroh Road has some decent bars, but you can count them all on one hand, CM is a small town afterall. There are some really good-hearted, horny, non-jaded Thai P4P girls here in CM, which can be quite a nice change of pace. Hell, CM is a great place to live, in general, compared to BKK, but most of us farang here would prefer you all just come for a visit.
View all comments by Foxy
Combover is actually my dad
ANd i do recall him offering his ’10,000th post’ free drinks to me, so cough up boys else ill…..errmm….. streak through the bar. That’s gotta hurt any business
View all comments by Young Penfold
Pant’s Elk: Your comments to this post are probably the most touching I have ever read on the BM blog. And I do not mean this with any irony. Plus, I totally agree with what you say.
“I’ve never fucked as well and as long as I’ve made love.
There is a difference.” So true. The best sex I have had so far was with girlfriends (including Western girls), not hookers. But I still love P4P in Thailand, simply because of the “fun” you mentioned… and exactly 100 other reasons which are too sick and perverted to be mentioned here
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YP “One thing I have noticed still only being early 20s, is that the girls dont seem to smile nearly near as much as when I used to come here on holiday. I havent aged that much, got fatter or balder.”
I agree nearly all BGs prefer the less knowledgable tourist coming here on holiday. We can speculate on the several reasons why this is so, and how quickly they can differentiate newbie tourists from expats and frequent visitors.
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If you want that newbie tourist feel then stray down to Patpong once in a while. I couldn’t get the smile off my face last time. Nobody knew me it was great.
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While I empathize with Werewolf, in my current experience (granted: as a 30-something) it hasn’t been too hard to pull in the non-P4P areas of Thailand (as well as in competitive markets such as HK and SG). Granted, there are no hungry eyes, but a bit of conversation, some humor and a touch of worldliness goes a long way (and yes you end up paying dinners and such anyway). A SG (now ex) squeeze decided to get intimately close on the first date, and a BKK good girl (definitely non-Sukh scene) ended up dragging me into bed two weeks after meeting her. I have had my share of rejections (including an ungrateful Filipina maid! who disappeared after making me pay her entrance at Attica in SG… oh well, you live you learn) just enough to keep me grounded, but even then the situation was made vastly more palatable by the easy availability of quick relief. I also know one UK gentleman living in SG who matches more or less Werewolf’s description who pulls (non P4P) regularly in both SG and BKK.
Anyway Werewolf you could be in Trondheim or Saskatchewan instead… same downsides but no relief in sight. So all is not lost
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ww – really. keep on plugging.
j – I agree with you. It is not always about looks for mannerisms and working it. Some people just don’t want to work it. Which is no problem. Leaves more for me.
My take has always been in areas with p4p is to chase non p4p and if I get lucky. great. If not there is always a fallback position. NO blue balls or self love around these parts.
Even better. Have a gf, gun for some side salad and still enjoy p4p. Its asia. Thats why we live here.
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@smitty: not sure I want to be so public about my impending pain, but I’ll think about it. Just getting the plans drawn up and will wait for the rains to subside so it’ll be a while anyway.
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WW – Good stuff, as is normal for you.
PE – Amasing, good for you and I hope everything works out.
Smitty – What about that kitchen???
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PE – Amazing !
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@DJ – Im not just referring to the P4P areas. When I used to holiday here I used to love MBK as at every turn girls were smiling etc and giving off good vibes. Went MBK the other day with a friend and it was a completely different story.
1 main reason I believe and my friend agreed with me, is when you first get here, nearly all of the girls are attratctive and stunning compared to there swampdog white sisters in the west. I used to walk through MBK or most shopping centres here slack jawed at the vast quantity of stunners. But after living here (and i think most will agree) your tastes change and become far more picky. DOnt get me wrong the place is still loaded with beauties compared to your local at home, but i tend to make eye contact with far less girls now. For example i went to Rainbow 4 a few weeks back and wouldnt of parted with my cash for more then 2-3 girls there at best. Far less eye contact and stunned looks result in far less smiles. Simple maths. Plus if your smiling at 6/7 out of 10ers on the looks scale your going to recieve a better reaction then from a 9/10er
Just my 2 satang worth
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