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[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!

[KendoUK]

although looks wise I wouldn't say Sonya is one of the best in Patts I keep seeing of late she consistently gets rave reviews for her personality and intelligence, mainly from yourself and Teppis.

I think I might have to go find her for a bit when I'm in town next month.

[Legend]

did she say, " i want go tiffany, i never see before." .?

[four17]

Actually the trip is not over yet, just moved onto Bangers for several days before I settle down to work a few countries over.

@ Anthony And no, Sonya said she had been to both Alcazar and Tiffany's numerous times, and suggested for someone that had seen neither that Tiffany's would be a good first time. I imagine that line gets used a lot. I did see several other ladyboys in the audience, some on the arms of punters and some on the arms of each other.

So sorry If I missed a few days; I've been preoccupied up here in Bangkok as my holiday winds down and a few last-minute preparations for the aforementioned settling down have ensued.

But two more nights in Bangkok, and the nights so far have not made this hard man humble, and I have been amused by more than one ladyboy, if not queens.

But I jump ahead. First there was my last night in Sewage-on-Sea ...

So my last night in Patts, as I've elaborated here and on GoodEnough's TR, I had an eye out for Tata, but I didn't see her flitting about Obsessions. I wasn't up for the hard sell of the other go-go girls that night -- felt the need to chill, as the kids say -- so I perched across the street in Shamrock Bar. I suppose I could have gone in and looked to see if she was actually there, but figured like all the other girls, if she wasn't occupied with a customer, she'd be putting in an appearance at the front door or out on the front deck, eventually, when her time came to come down off the pole.

In Shamrock is where I make the acquainted of fellow forum member and all around good egg Mr. GoodEnough, who was indeed good enough to insist on paying my tab after I promised to show him the way to Famous Bar via Walking Street, after a short baht bus ride (his first, amazingly). After educating him on the ways of the baht bus, and the stroll down Walking Street and Soi 16/Soi VC, we arrive at our destination. As he elaborated in his TR, there was much drinking, fondling and even a marriage proposal ensued; I managed to beat Lita at blackjack twice for drinks. GoodEnough, being a gentleman and no slouch with a deck, managed to insure that she won when she played him.

I buy both Pinky and Guitar drinks, but eventually give lil' Pinky the nod. That cute face, with the way her bangs slip over right eye when she cocks her head and smiles, is just too much to resist. I don't think Ms. Guitar is happy with this, although there is no overt hostility, but no returned smiles when we all get up to leave, either. I warned her before now that I was "bad butterfly man" though, and have bought her drinks and whatnot, so it's on her if its an issue in the future. I guess we'll see next time I'm in town.

Anyway, GoodEnough, Soda, Kung, Pinky and myself head off to the Burger Lady's cart whereupon I confirm my earlier conclusion: her burgers are as good as Nana Burgers (the latter of which I have been indulging, the past few nights when the bars close). After that we head our separate ways; you'll have to consult GoodEnough's TR to see how he made out with Queen Kung.

As for me, I take Pinky back to Famous where I have prearranged to use a shorttime room upstairs. Pinky has only been on the job a few months; prior to this she was cook in the family restaurant back in Laos -- she actually used the term "chef," and I picture her in checkered pants, white jacket and chef's hat; she'd look cute in that, too. Her inexperience shows in between the sheets -- she is a bit shy and tentative 'til things warm up -- and I don't think her legs or backside have ever seen a razor, but still we had fun. Her youth shows in other ways: she cums quickly and lots, and yet never loses her hard-on. Ah, youth ...

And she isn't *totally* inexperienced; it's obvious she's given head more than once.

As for those of you that prefer to be topped, I'm sure she could accommodate you; the hormones that spawned her cute little boobs don't seem to have affected her below the waist. But in personality and demeanor, I think Pinky is a girl all the way. After the dirty deeds are done, she is quite cuddly, and talks about taking me on holiday back to Laos next spring ("uh, honey, we just met," I'm thinking, but I'll chalk it up to youthful pillow talk). She even asks for my email address, so we can keep in touch (although I haven't received any follow-up invitations ... yet).

Sorry I didn't think to take more pictures, but it was late and I was preoccupied with having to check out the next day and head up to Bangers.

Thus endeth my two-week sojourn in Pattaya. I've got some general observations to make, now that I finally made it there after all these years of hearing about it/reading about it, but I'll save them for another post.

Next up: getting reacquainted with Cascade's Cindy and oh noes! Gate from Guess is on holiday? Will she return in time? And my favorite GG is at home sick (that's the official story, anyway). Will she recover in time?

Stay tuned ...