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[Surin Nix]

[badpress]

I base this evidence on the fact that to spend £4000 baht would break my heart , those that know me shall confirm this .

I can confirm that Mr.Soulboy is indeed as tight as a duck's arse.
So tight, in fact, that if he was a ghost, he wouldn't give you a fright.

[tourist]

I base this evidence on the fact that to spend £4000 baht would break my heart , those that know me shall confirm this .

I can confirm that Mr.Soulboy is indeed as tight as a duck's arse.
So tight, in fact, that if he was a ghost, he wouldn't give you a fright.

wow..

[four17]

Yeah, Rollo, Cream is a really nice girl with a sense of humor, methinks. And her hair does smell nice. I wanted to try and get back up there and ask her if things went okay after we parted company, but I'm off to Bangers tomorrow -- assuming it's not underwater by then -- so not sure I'll make it up there tonight.

And completely off topic, but how about that Wales-France game? Tough way for Wales to lose it, but still it was a fun game to watch -- well, the second half was; I totally forgot it was on this afternoon until I happened to be walking past a bar and heard all the shouting.

Well, onto the trip report.

The night after the Hair Cream/Cream Hair Incident, I thought perhaps that this night would be the night for bar hopping. Started off with a drink in La Bamba about 9ish in the evening, there were a few punters about, and I chatted a bit with an Irish bloke who was entertaining/being entertained by Pat. Lovely as she is in her many photos, they don't do Pat justice; she's even sexier in person.

I buy Nok and Cindy drinks and generally just hang out for awhile, chatting -- shooting the shit, if you prefer an American analogy. At one point Nok asked me what my plans are, and I replied that I didn't really have any, other than bar hopping and shooting some pool. One thing leads to another and we agree to head out together to shoot some pool a little later.

About this time England's covert agent in Thailand, 007, arrives on the scene, and I introduce myself and buy him a drink. We compare notes on ladyboys, mongering and whatnot. Mr. Duke eventually heads off to Famous Bar, while I await Nok, who has to change into something a bit more conservative than the come-fuck-me lingerie she is wearing in the bar. I should put "conservative" in quotes, as you can see from the shot below.

Now I confess, prior to walking into La Bamba, it wouldn't have occurred to me to take Nok out of the bar for a night. Nothing wrong with her, mind you, she's just not my usual cuppa. But she is really interesting to talk to, as she has been knocking about this business for a while -- heh, pun intended. And it turns out she's great fun to hang out with, as I'm sure many Patts vets already know.

We head over to Megabreak, where I proceed to lose more than I win. C'est la vie; those are the breaks (oh, I'm on a pun roll). When closing time rolls around and Nok has to head back to La Bamba to close up shop, I call for the check bin, but she insists on paying for the pool and the drinks. When's the last time that's happened to me, that a bar girl, ladyboy or GG, insists on paying? I can't recall; it's been a while.

After La Bamba is squared away, we decide to get some eats before heading back to the PBR -- we never actually discussed this prior to this; I guess by this point it was just a foregone conclusion for both of us. She surprises me by wanting McDonalds, but I've had enough Sangsom by now that McCrap actually sounds pretty tasty -- Buddha help me, it was, too; how can utter garbage food taste so good?

Back at the PBR, when Nok comes out of the bathroom I'm in for a surprise: without makeup she looks totally different -- not for the worse, mind you, just very different. In fact she looks rather cute without makeup, vs. the sexbomb look she sports in the bar.

I wouldn't call her cute in between the sheets though; she's very much a tiger. There's something to be said for experience, which is why I prefer my girls to be a bit seasoned. If there is one thing Nok knows how to do, that's riding cowgirl style. I kept asking her if she needed to switch, but even long after she came, she would just smile and purr "I'm fine" and proceed to bounce and gyrate with aplomb.

She had mentioned earlier that she liked to be on top when getting fucked; I guess she wasn't lying.

When it comes time to sleep, I consider telling her that I don't like long-times, that I prefer to sleep alone, but she's such a sweetie, I don't have the heart. Plus I was thinking I'd get to sample her not inconsiderable oral skills the next day. She is a snuggler, though, and I do find it hard to sleep, but again, she's so nice, I don't begrudge her the lost shuteye.

It's been said before; I'll say it again. Nok is a class act, and a sweetheart with good head on her shoulders. I hope La Bamba continues to do well for her; and the next time I'm in Patts, you can bet I'll make time for pool and Nok.

P.S. I almost forgot. Shortly before Nok and I leave to play pool, Cindy somehow gets makeup on the ass of her white tube-dress thingy (not up on my fashion terms, I'm afraid). So she goes upstairs to change, and comes back down in a fucking blood-red corset and matching bra and thong, her not inconsequential charms oozing and jiggling above and beneath the corset. Add to this matching thigh-high blood-red PVC boots with heels.

Oh. My. Fucking. Buddha.

She looked so incredibly fucking hot, I would have barfined her immediately on the spot, had I not just made plans to shoot pool with Nok. But I thought about it, to be sure. Nok and I hadn't discussed anything beyond pool, but as I've mentioned, I'm a bit of a softie, and it just doesn't seem right by Nok to do that, even though I'm sure she would have been a gracious professional about it.

As it turns out, I'm glad I didn't, but ... damn, Cindy looked stupid hot. I told her I wanted to get some pictures of that outfit, and she suggests we do it after Nok and I get back from shooting pool, as a few customers had just walked in.

Alas, when we got back, she had changed outfits again! So you'll just have to use your imagination, I'm afraid. I know at some point once I leave Thailand for parts east I will.

[goodenough]

Yeah, Rollo, Cream is a really nice girl with a sense of humor, methinks. And her hair does smell nice. I wanted to try and get back up there and ask her if things went okay after we parted company, but I'm off to Bangers tomorrow -- assuming it's not underwater by then -- so not sure I'll make it up there tonight.

And completely off topic, but how about that Wales-France game? Tough way for Wales to lose it, but still it was a fun game to watch -- well, the second half was; I totally forgot it was on this afternoon until I happened to be walking past a bar and heard all the shouting.

Well, onto the trip report.

The night after the Hair Cream/Cream Hair Incident, I thought perhaps that this night would be the night for bar hopping. Started off with a drink in La Bamba about 9ish in the evening, there were a few punters about, and I chatted a bit with an Irish bloke who was entertaining/being entertained by Pat. Lovely as she is in her many photos, they don't do Pat justice; she's even sexier in person.

I buy Nok and Cindy drinks and generally just hang out for awhile, chatting -- shooting the shit, if you prefer an American analogy. At one point Nok asked me what my plans are, and I replied that I didn't really have any, other than bar hopping and shooting some pool. One thing leads to another and we agree to head out together to shoot some pool a little later.

About this time England's covert agent in Thailand, 007, arrives on the scene, and I introduce myself and buy him a drink. We compare notes on ladyboys, mongering and whatnot. Mr. Duke eventually heads off to Famous Bar, while I await Nok, who has to change into something a bit more conservative than the come-fuck-me lingerie she is wearing in the bar. I should put "conservative" in quotes, as you can see from the shot below.

Now I confess, prior to walking into La Bamba, it wouldn't have occurred to me to take Nok out of the bar for a night. Nothing wrong with her, mind you, she's just not my usual cuppa. But she is really interesting to talk to, as she has been knocking about this business for a while -- heh, pun intended. And it turns out she's great fun to hang out with, as I'm sure many Patts vets already know.

We head over to Megabreak, where I proceed to lose more than I win. C'est la vie; those are the breaks (oh, I'm on a pun roll). When closing time rolls around and Nok has to head back to La Bamba to close up shop, I call for the check bin, but she insists on paying for the pool and the drinks. When's the last time that's happened to me, that a bar girl, ladyboy or GG, insists on paying? I can't recall; it's been a while.

After La Bamba is squared away, we decide to get some eats before heading back to the PBR -- we never actually discussed this prior to this; I guess by this point it was just a foregone conclusion for both of us. She surprises me by wanting McDonalds, but I've had enough Sangsom by now that McCrap actually sounds pretty tasty -- Buddha help me, it was, too; how can utter garbage food taste so good?

Back at the PBR, when Nok comes out of the bathroom I'm in for a surprise: without makeup she looks totally different -- not for the worse, mind you, just very different. In fact she looks rather cute without makeup, vs. the sexbomb look she sports in the bar.

I wouldn't call her cute in between the sheets though; she's very much a tiger. There's something to be said for experience, which is why I prefer my girls to be a bit seasoned. If there is one thing Nok knows how to do, that's riding cowgirl style. I kept asking her if she needed to switch, but even long after she came, she would just smile and purr "I'm fine" and proceed to bounce and gyrate with aplomb.

She had mentioned earlier that she liked to be on top when getting fucked; I guess she wasn't lying.

When it comes time to sleep, I consider telling her that I don't like long-times, that I prefer to sleep alone, but she's such a sweetie, I don't have the heart. Plus I was thinking I'd get to sample her not inconsiderable oral skills the next day. She is a snuggler, though, and I do find it hard to sleep, but again, she's so nice, I don't begrudge her the lost shuteye.

It's been said before; I'll say it again. Nok is a class act, and a sweetheart with good head on her shoulders. I hope La Bamba continues to do well for her; and the next time I'm in Patts, you can bet I'll make time for pool and Nok.

P.S. I almost forgot. Shortly before Nok and I leave to play pool, Cindy somehow gets makeup on the ass of her white tube-dress thingy (not up on my fashion terms, I'm afraid). So she goes upstairs to change, and comes back down in a fucking blood-red corset and matching bra and thong, her not inconsequential charms oozing and jiggling above and beneath the corset. Add to this matching thigh-high blood-red PVC boots with heels.

Oh. My. Fucking. Buddha.

She looked so incredibly fucking hot, I would have barfined her immediately on the spot, had I not just made plans to shoot pool with Nok. But I thought about it, to be sure. Nok and I hadn't discussed anything beyond pool, but as I've mentioned, I'm a bit of a softie, and it just doesn't seem right by Nok to do that, even though I'm sure she would have been a gracious professional about it.

As it turns out, I'm glad I didn't, but ... damn, Cindy looked stupid hot. I told her I wanted to get some pictures of that outfit, and she suggests we do it after Nok and I get back from shooting pool, as a few customers had just walked in.

Alas, when we got back, she had changed outfits again! So you'll just have to use your imagination, I'm afraid. I know at some point once I leave Thailand for parts east I will.

Seems you had an excellent, but awake, night. Same for me except I was alone. Nok was one of the girls I was interested in and your story confirms it.What time will u be out tonight and will it be Obseesions? Hopefully we could meet there,

[four17]

So after Nok night, I was contemplating a night off before my last two nights in Patts. I shold have followed my instincts this night, but instead I let myself be lead around by little head, which was in a GG frame of mind.

Unfortunately the night went sideways rather quickly. And rather than just cutting my losses and going home and getting a good night's sleep, I spent a bunch of money and drank a lot of Sangsom in an attempt to salvage the night. All I had to show for it when the sun came up was empty pockets, bloodshot eyes and hickey.

*sigh* I have heard it several times over the past two days: "Ha ha, you go with mosquito girl!" I shall not see 40 again and am much to old and dignified to be walking around with a fucking hickey on my neck. Crazy Thai broad.

I'll spare you the sticky GG detials once again -- but they really were sticky; the evening wasn't completely without fun -- but if I had it do over again, I'd have stayed home and read a book. Really can't complain though. Considering this is my first venture to Pattaya, and I've just been playing it by ear the whole two weeks, I've had extraordinarily good luck with the girls I've picked and the experiences I've had.

So I'll chalk it up to experience once again and let it serve as a lesson reinforced: listen to your gut.

Last night was a sure thing, fortunately: a second night with Sonya. Dinner at Kiss Food -- we were both in the mood for Thai, and this place was closest -- followed by Tiffany's Show, pool at the big place on Walking Street where the infamous Amy/Emma hangs out (she was indeed inhouse this night), more drinks and people watching on Walking Street, then back to the PBR for the usual naughtiness.

I was surprised at how much I enjoyed Tiffany's, and how good the production values were -- some of the girls can really dance, too. Granted it wasn't Cirque du Soleil or Broadway; this is Pattaya/Sewage-on-Sea, after all. But still, an entertaining diversion.

As for the billiards, this time I bested Sonya three games out of five; this night I was more or less on my game. But I think the best part of the night was just spending an hour or two at a bar on Walking Street, watching the goings-on and getting the insider's view from Sonya. We talked about all sorts of stuff -- the aforementioned Amy/Emma, working in a small bar beer like Linda's vs. working in a go-go, group sex, what her customers frequently ask for, gender reassignment surgery (don't panic, she has no plans to do this anytime soon) -- and so forth.

While the hottest experience I've had over the past two weeks was with Tata, I'd have to say the most fun I've had being with someone outside the sheets was with Sonya, by far. And articulate and charming as Tata is, she doesn't strike me as one to just sit and bullshit for a couple hours over drinks -- not with a customer, anyway, although I could be wrong. Maybe one of these days I'll have to find out.

Anyway, time for a shower and shave prior to my last night in Patts; I'm Bangkok bound tomorrow. Let's hope Suk Soi 4 proves to be high ground. In the meantime, here's some post-show shots from Tiffany's.

I should add that had I not already been there with a ladyboy, I most certainly would have been fishing for phone numbers; many of the Tiffany's girls are lookers, to say the least.

Oh, and a piece of advice for first-time goers, if you plan on taking photos after the show. Have a stack of 20-baht notes on hand to tip the girls. You don't want to be a skinflint, but you don't want to be handing out hundreds either (at least not until the economy, and namely my portfolio, is no longer in the toilet).

[petesie]

Looking at the plethora of Tiffany's ladies all done up in their fantastic attire with their supreme showgirl talent I know exactly which one I'd be going for...Sonya.

[four17]

Agreed, Petesie. But there are a lot of lookers there I wouldn't kick out of bed for eating crackers (unless they wanted to fuck on the floor, of course).

So I wake up after my last night in Patts, and there is this big, weird yellow glowing ball in the sky. And the sky is a strange cerulean shade; most odd. But the air was the strangest of all. It was ... not wet, but ... dry?! It all seems vaguely familiar, somehow. But it must have been a fever dream brought on by two weeks of debauchery in Pattaya; by the time I got to Bangkok this afternoon, that strange yellow orb was gone, the sky was back to its usual puffy gray self, and the atmosphere was wet with rain.

Back to normal. On the plus side, Suk Soi 4 isn't underwater, and Nana and Guess Bar are waiting for me.

More later on my last night in Patts, when I got to meet GoodEnough and took him to Famous where I believe he decided to see if Ms. Kung was indeed good enough. But first curry and a nap are in order ...

[kakila]

four17

great first time trip report and first posts

an enjoyable read and hot pics of the love Nok from La Bamba

my favourite patts LB bar always relaxing and friendly

cheers kakila

[Legend]

really enjoyed your report man, i like your style.

hopefully we will hear more from you and another report next year.
cheers.

[redrock]

you're experience with Sonya brings back fond memories for me. I remember a night just like that: Tiffany's, food, pool, chat. I don't think there's a lb in Pattaya that can match her for charm.

[Crackerjax]

Excellent, well written travelogue four. Cheers!