5. George and Mildred in LOS - December 2009
Once showered and looking as handsome as I possibly can, I jump aboard a Baht Bus and head to ‘Pooks Bar’ in the middle of Soi 6. I’ve never ventured this far down the Soi’s before, but whilst the number of the Soi might be quite low, the quality of the offerings seems to be exceptionally high. I’m joined at the open-ended bar by the wonderfully mysterious Lydia. She’s tall, slim, dark and dusky, a delight from Aranyaprathet with long flowing dreadlocks, a natural smile, no makeup to detract from her beautifully unmolested features and she provides me with an absolute gem of a back handed compliment .....
‘George darling ... I think when you were young man you must be very very handsome’.... Wow, stomach in, shoulders back .... by George I think she likes me.
After several beers with Lydia and a promise to return later in the evening, my butterfly feet take me down Beach Road towards Didi’s Bar on Central Pattaya Road. I have a fun time with the girls as we play the usual bar games and they force free shots of whiskey upon me. Win or lose, I seem to get the whiskey and I suspect that perhaps they’re trying to illicit a Bar Fine from me. There is only one tall but quite shy Ladyboy present and as the sun is already beginning to set, it’s soon time to butterfly on my way.
I take my chances with the persistent army of Indian suit mongers along Beach Road and head up into Pattayaland for the very first time. The greeting-girls outside of the Kitten Club enquire as to my preference and while I always dress to the left, inside of the Kitten Club’s curtain my Ladyboy Radar sends me immediately to the right. Oh joy of joys, George has arrived in heaven and Little George is feeling very perky indeed. I share a beer and spread a little happiness as I admire the seemingly endless stream of gyrating talent on the stage and floor in front of me. In the mixed GG and LB environment there is absolutely no confusion as to the gender of any specific individual and I will happily wager that many a customer has entered in search of pussy and exited with a newly found and unquenchable hunger for cock. It is my first visit to Kitten Club and while the girls are not the slowest in coming forward, it’s quite possibly the most pleasurable distraction from life that any man could ever hope to find. I promise two lovely ladies, Or and Or, that at some future time I shall return with sufficient energy and Baht for the both of their needs and monger onwards into the sinful Pattaya night.
Moving to Stringfellows, I clutch a beer and snuggle in between two beauties who for reasons of diplomacy, I will not name. I know both of these quite famous girls from previous visits to the Bar but they’re not girls that I have, or particularly desire, to spend any bedroom time with. Don’t get me wrong, they are both wonderful and amazing girls, but when it comes to Ladyboy looks and personalities, I’m simply far more attracted to ‘Cute’ than ‘Killer’.
Someway just short of a prematurely happy ending with the two stroking lovelies, I catch the eye of a beautiful girl and seconds later Meena is sitting beside me and enjoying a nice refreshing beverage,
‘chok dee kap’. Meena is from Chang
Mai and shows absolutely no risk of aggravating my serious long-term allergy to all things made from silicone. Meena giggles and she excites me with her eyes far more than most GG’s could ever hope to achieve using both of their hands.
As the ‘Boss Man’ rises from his seat and leaves his bar for the night, I check my watch and find that time once again has vanished. It’s after 1am and after swift clarification of the financial details, it’s decided that the lovely Meena shall be my companion for what remains of the morning. No sooner has
‘Cheg-Bit’ being called, than a voice screams loudly at me from the central podium. It’s the most famous star of Stringfellows, and she’s declaring to the world that I’m not a very nice man. For reasons unknown to me, she wants to take my arse outside, but I fear to kick it rather than to fuck it. She confusingly declares that she has never before shared my bedroom and that I am a liar in my claims to the contrary. I’m quite taken aback by her anger and the look in her eyes suggests that she truly means what she’s saying. Having only talked to her on two or three very brief occasions, and always very cordially, I decide that in the interests of international diplomacy and personal safety, mine not hers, it is better that I leave Stringfellows immediately.
The Bar Fine is paid, Meena quickly changes into something with a lot more in the way of material and we leave Stringfellows before Little George is permanently removed by the angriest Ladyboy that I have ever had the misfortune to encounter.
to be continued ............
Thank You .... George
.... so many Joys, so little Time
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