The FARANG Speaks 2 Much

Last day in Pattaya.

As I sit down to write, there is a 24 year old beauty I barfined last night from a place called Heavan Above splayed out and snoring in my bed. Let’s call her Heavan 1. I am leaving Pattaya today and I have mixed feelings about it. First of all if I don’t leave today I think my dick just might fall off. I’ve never been so sore in my life. If it wasn’t for this fact I would consider extending my Pattya tour at least a day but junior needs a forced rest. I can’t believe this is a problem.

Lets rewind to where I left off last night. After finishing my
report I went straight over to the FLB bar to try and hook up with an
RB friendly. Although I never connected with him I did meet the Manager
Keith who is a great guy. An energetic and smart guy who starts to
share with me a little insight about Pattaya, the FLB Bar and other
places I might like to go later in the evening. It’s early and as I
look around I see a fine set of bargirls and a seriously stocked bar.
Keith, a former Californian, tells me how the FLB bar is different than
any of the other bars. First off he explains how much work he and the
owner Martin put into running the place and that it is the most likely
the best run bar on Walking Street. It is an extremely friendly and
welcoming place and they seem pretty focused on who they market
themselves too. That might be a guy who wants to drink heavily, receive
lots of attention without the pressure of being hassled. Listen to some
good live music, and talk to like-minded others. It’s a real watering
whole, a Cheers of sorts for Pattaya. Of course if you are interested
there are plenty of lookers who are already populating the bar and it
was only 8:30 pm. The girls really seemed up for playing drinking games
or keeping you company but no hard sales pressure. It was early and I
had come to FLB to grab a drink and check it out. When I was doing
research for my trip, the FLB website Pattaya Pages kept coming up as a
resource for information. On google it came up on every search and it
has been referenced many times on RB. I used it many times prior to and
during my trip here. Check it out if you are coming to Pattaya. I told
Keith that I was in Thailand simply to have a great time and explore my
taste for Asian woman. I told him I’m not a big drinker and that I have
fallen pretty much for the Go Go types. He immediately got started
making suggestions as to other Go Go’s I might like to explore. I told
him what I did for a living and that I was interested and doing
projects in Thailand. He was very receptive and thought we might
collaborate sometime. As I finished my beer it was time for me to grab
a bite to eat. Keith led me out to Walking Street and pointed out some
Go Go’s I should really check out. He pointed to me to The Coyotee
Club, Club Boesch and Heavan Above where they were located and what
kind of girls they have. Since I had no plan when I walked into the FLB
this information was extremely helpful in filling out an unplanned
evening. Is this place great or what? I had dinner alfresco at a
seafood places on one of the sois off Walking Street refueling off a
plate of seafood pasta and stir-fried veggies while people-watching. It
was a great way to pass a little time. Pattaya is such a cross-cultural
mixing pot of nationalities and different types of people from
everywhere. It reminds me slightly of Ridley Scotts vision of the
future in Blade Runner without the rain and floating billboards.

Did I mention I had been loosing weight? Well with all this
extracurricular exercise my clothes are fitting loosely and my double
chin seemed to be disappearing. Nice benefit of extreme hobbying. Yet
again I digress. After dinner I went to a storefront shop on Walking
Street and made a state side call, 10 baht a minute and they do all the
connecting. I’ve always sucked at making international calls so for me
this service is great. 11:00 PM was 8:00 AM and my support team back
home was just starting the day.

After that it was off to Heavan Above to check out the local
wildlife. I liked this place immediately with its austere design and
taste in fine women. It has a feel of an LA minimalist nightclub. All
white furniture, very cool Design Within Reach type lamps all centered
around a kidney shaped stage with the standard gold poles. Mamasan
seats me in an area against the back wall and orders me up a coke. I
sit alone enjoying the sights for about two songs when to very excited
girls accost me. They sandwich me and start talking the usual stuff
while groping and caressing me. “Oh you from California, I like
California”, “You big boy” “You like my boobs? Friend got them for me”.
So there I am with Heavan 1 and Heavan 2 for lack of better names. They
are definitely not 9 or 10’s but solid 8’s and great energy. I buy them
both lady drinks as they flirt heavily. These girls want to be barfined
so much it’s oozing from their pours. Heavan 2 leaves to perform on
stage and Heavan1 and I are hitting it off pretty well. She’s just
seems sooo happy to be with me. I ask her how much is her barfine,
“Five Hundred Baht“ she says. Well that seems like a bargain to me
considering most Go Go’s ask for more. I place the info in my RAM and
tell her I need to meet someone but might return if she stays in my
thoughts. Off to Coyotee which is way down one of the Sois from walking
street. A very similar décor from Heavan Above but this place has high
two story exposed ceilings. I walk in and I’m seated pretty close to
the stage. The clientele is little hipper than what I’m used to here.
Keith mentioned Oliver Stone hangs out here when he comes through town,
my kind of director. I order an OJ; crazy I know from Coke to OJ, I’m a
wild man. I know well I will need all the energy I can get later in the
evening and alcohol tends to impaired my focus.

The girls at Coyotee all seem so distant and somehow hard looking. I
stay for two parades, get bored and leave. Over to Boeshe for a
grittier take on things, dark, loud music, not a stunner in the crowd
with more of a heavy metal type vibe going on. Not my scene, another OJ
and I’m gone.

Over to SuperBaby to see if Number 5 from the other night is still
around and I walk into a bunch of Atlanta brothers celebrating what
looks like a killer bachelor party. These guys know how to have fun,
it’s infectious and all the yings are screaming and grinding all over
them. A little bling and a few pimped out rides and I swear I would be
in a rap video. SuperBaby had quite a few hotties on stage but I wasn’t
blown away by anyone and it looks like Number 5 was barfined. I’m sure
she is fined allot because she is soooo fine. No tears. I just head
upstairs to Heavan Above and run into Heavan 1 immediately and she say
“You barfine me” let me think….”O.K.” “I get dressed and meet you
soon”. Now she is by no means the nicest ying in the room but there is
a playful-ness about her that stuck with me. As I’m waiting I see one
Go Go dancer I would definitely barfine had I not taken #1. Too late.
#2 comes over to me and she is all pouty that I didn’t choose her. I
hug her and tell her “Maybe next time”. Heaven1 comes out in a leopard
skin print top and designer jeans, a little loud for my taste but I’m
going with the flow. After five barfines she is the first to accept my
offer to buy her dinner. We go to another outside seafood café she
orders these huge fresh oysters and whole fish. Both of which are
delicious. I tell her I will need the energy of the oysters. She
doesn’t get it. We chat a while and she says she needs to get her
Motorbike out of the garage.

RED LIGHT a motorbike. “Yeah, I drive you in back, hold on tight”.
Yikes, the way the Thai people drive is always a life threatening
experience and here I am about to get on the back of a bike, no helmet
with a Ying. I know it is only a half-mile to my hotel so what the fuck
I’ve done way crazier things in my life before. It turns out to be no
problem as she is a really good, safe driver. Park at the hotel, wonder
to the room, shower, music, same routine. Prior to this I told her it
was going to be a short time as I am leaving the next day.

We go through all the standard moves. One short time session seems
to melt into the next and I’m having a hard time differentiating one
romp from the next, except of course for #111 who gave me a near
religious experience. Heavan 1 and I finish a nice round of
calisthenics she says “I really tired can I sleep tonight and I leave
in morning.” I’m a nice guy and I like the company and she is quite
delicious looking with her enhanced breasts. We both completely pass
out. I wake at 9:30 AM and she is fast asleep. I leave a tip on the
bathroom sink, grab my G4 and head for the pool outside my room. My
public awaits me and I must deliver my report. She rolls out a half
hour later. All sleepy eyed and yawning she kisses me and says goodbye.
Off to Ko Samui Island.

I’m stuck at the Pattaya airport because my Cab driver was so late
picking me up. I’ve been thinking a lot about Thai culture and
attitude. I sympathize with these women who choose this profession, but
one thing I know is that most of them are not forced into doing this.
It is means to improve their financial independence, help their
families, enjoy a little freedom, and let’s face it have a little fun
at times. I’ve tried really hard to get to know each girl I have been
with. First of all I don’t want to spend even a short time with a head
case, so a quick assessment is necessary before I spend time and money
with a ying. First off can she speak a little English. Second does she
have a sense of humor. Third is she attractive. After I do my brief
interview, a lot is based on gut instinct, and make the decision to
spend time with her, I explore with more questions about where they are
from, where they currently live and with whom. I ask about their
families and upbringing. I’m very interested in what makes up these
women.

Although you pay for their company the experience is not one of
prostitute and John in the way it is in other parts of the world. From
what I have experienced so far, generally these girls seem very happy
and at peace with themselves, they take care of themselves, they speak
at least two languages perhaps more, they are curious and generally
have very good manners. They are pristine in their hygiene and take
pride in looking and smelling good. So, why are they so different than
sex workers from other parts of the world? Of the five ladies I’ve been
with so far if I would definitely date at least three of them. I have a
theory on how this phenomenon has occurred.
There are some elements when all combined together make the perfect environment for creating these special ladies.

Okay here it goes; take a country that has a huge population poor
people, many of them beautiful women. Not a lot of opportunities to
move up in the world especially if you are female. Primarily raised in
a patriarchal society to be subservient. A very poor educational
system. Many single mothers who want and need to provide for their
children. A religion that doesn’t base itself on good and evil and
doesn’t condemn people because they choose to live a life not
sanctioned by its belief. A government who knows its tourist trade
would suffer if it cracked down on this type of hospitality. All these
factors have made it a viable choice for woman from Thailand. Of course
they don’t go parading it around the neighborhood or brag to family
members, but if one is discreet she can really supplement her income
and contribute to the larger family, which they all do.

Skin phenomenon: A common topic that has come up amongst each and
every Ying I have been with so far has to with the fact they all think
their skin is far too dark. Just as in the states when young girls are
assaulted with images of Kate Moss style models and their ultra thin
appearance. In Southeast Asia ultimate beauty is actualized when a
woman has a perfectly pale complexion. It is all over the media and
advertising from magazine and TV commercials to newscasters and movie
stars, all the woman and for that matter the men all share a common
attribute of a pale almost white complexion. So all these stunning
woman with their beautiful tan skin avoid the sun at all cost. One
asked me not to go into the sun because she prefers her Farrang white.
Well I know I look and feel much better with a little color in my skin.

Because Yings work into the night they try to sleep through the
intense midday sun while avoiding any contact with the dreaded rays. I
blame the Japanese and Koreans for their ideal of beauty and the
imperialistic attitude. Don’t get me wrong I love those cultures and
people but it’s just an observation.