The following night I was up and ready for the Goldfingers contest but got diverted by accidentally meeting up with a girl I had bar fined once before who was now working in a Soi 7 bar. It was a little too close to Goldfingers and me being paranoid about my dirty little secret decided to stay and hope the girl would either get bar fined or go home (little change at 8.00pm). She was a nice bird and I didn’t want to piss her off. I ended up staying till almost 11pm where I eventually got frustrated by missing the action at Goldfingers and made up an excuse about a friend I needed to meet. I was shitting myself that she would catch me sneaking into Goldfingers so I went the other way and did a lap of the block to sneak in.
Got in and the contest was over and looked like most were leaving. I was amazed at the line up there and impressed to see so many famous lbs. I should have checked the line up posted on the website cause there were a couple of lbs I was surprised to see. Pond was there representing the Club 131 Bar in a gold bikini looking very hot. She was stoked to see me thinking I had come especially to see who but to be honest I had no idea and thought it would be a change to check out some other lbs. I was happy to see her but she was acting like we were a couple and marking out her terrority to the other lbs. Chatted while I tried to scope out the other chicks. Pond was getting a little too grabby for my liking and I kept making excuses that I had to say hello to people. I saw the Jay and Jane of Guess and I went up to Jay and told her how beautiful she was and how good Guess Bar was. She didn’t look very impressed, I was drunk but she might have just thought I was a dick. I spoke to some of the other punters in the bar as it looked like a pretty friendly crowd.
Pond was still clinging to me and had worked me into a corner. Jane had come up with another lb and started to talk to, what I thought, was Pond. After a short while they left the bar and then suddenly Jane returned and said something further to Pond. I asked what she said and Pond asked me did I go with her. I said no (I didn’t say I would love to though) I hadn’t. Pond said not Jane the other lb. Turns out that the other lb was Pear from Guess bar I just hadn’t recognized her. She was pissed-off because when she came to say hello to me she thought I just ignored her. Pear is one of the few lbs that I occasionally email or sms so I must have appeared to be a real ass hole. I could have done with another lb to maybe throw Pond off the scent.
Getting pissed with Pond I ditched her and said I would hook up with her later (if she was lucky) and I took off to Lita Bar as a lot of the crowd were heading there. At Lita’s there was a big crowd, amongst them were the girls from Guess. Sighted Pear and got the bar girl to buy her and Jane a drink. Pear saw it was me and walked over and we chatted. I apologized to her for not recognizing her because she looked so different. She didn’t seem too offended and we talked some more. Then lbs from 131 including Pond turned up and it now started to resemble something out of ‘Westside Story’ with opposing gangs squaring off. Pond came up and muscled into the conversation and Pear took off (Pond is about 2 foot taller then Pear so who blames her). Succumbing to the fact that Pond was going to sniff me out like a bloodhound wherever I went I caved in and agreed to go with her.
Back at her room (why did I ever book a hotel room, I never used it) we went through the same routine of intensive showering and fucking. Afterwards Pond got into a deeply thought out speech about where our relationship was going (what-da-fuck?) She wanted to know if I wanted to see her long time and why I didn’t pay more attention to her. I was ‘breaking her heart’ by not spending more time with her. I know it sounds weird, but Pond is a sweet kid and I think she really wants to have a relationship with some guy but has got some strange ideas about expressing herself (seen too many fucked-up American movies). For some reason unknown to me I was hit by the honesty stick and told Pond that I couldn’t do the girlfriend thing with a lb and the main attraction was only the sex. Admitted that I treat them all like shit and I was always going to be a ‘bad butterfly man’. She reacted ok and told me it was fine with her to see her only in her room. I said no and got the need to flee her room. She started to cry and didn’t want me to leave, I insisted and gave a fistful of baht and tried to vamoose. She followed me down the corridor of the building with only the bedcovers around her pleading with me to stay. I told her to go back to her room and forget me I was a bad man. I left her sobbing as I walked out of the building.
Got back to my room and found a couple of missed calls from Pond and a sms with another poem she got telling me that her ‘heart will go on always loving me’. Very sad, but I expect I won’t be the last farang to fuck her around. I also had a couple of missed calls from Pear. I called her back which was around 4am and she wanted to know why I had forgotten her and why I had gone with the other lb. I said sorry and that I had seen Pond only a couple of times but she was gone now. I don’t know why, cause I had been drinking all this time and the fucking with Pond had stuffed me, but I asked Pear if she wanted to come to my room. She agreed as it wasn’t too far from her hotel so in about 15 minutes she was in my bed. Pear has an amazing body and I’m sure she has had some facial surgery (still sticking to my story) because she looked better then I remembered. She is very passable for a girl. Started giving me a blow job that flowed onto a 69’er and then progressed into her butt fucking me very roughly a I had blown twice already and you know the saying, ‘you can’t get blood from a stone’ (my cock was now a very dry stone).
Asleep for only a couple of hours to be woken by Pear already dressed telling me that she had to go as the Guess crew were leaving soon. She was looking hot in her black cocktail dress and I started pawing her and eventually got her out of the dress and gave her a goodbye-morning glory fuck. Kissed her goodbye and promised to see her again when I ever got to Bangkok (never told her that I work there). Rolled over and went back to sleep utterly disgusted with my behavior but having enjoyed the sex.
The last night of this trip was a Saturday night and after the last two nights thought a quieter night was in order. Went to a couple of girl go-gos with the intention of maybe taking a girl from here but nothing took my interest. I was thinking about Pond and thought I should stop stuffing around with lbs as it always ends badly. This thought didn’t last long as I soon made my way back to Lita’s. The night before was the first time I had ever been there and I was interested in what the regular talent was like. I was again liquored up by the time I got in there and started to talk to a few of the lbs but I really can’t remember what many of them looked like. Nice bar as I prefer this sort of set up rather then the open bars that ordinary tourists can have a gawk at you while you are trying to put the moves on a lb. The owner Carl is a nice bloke. One lb attacked me and for some reason was sticking her tongue down my throat, can’t recall what her motivation was. I made my excuses and took off having not taken a fancy at anything.
Headed to Jenny Star Bar and sat down at the bar and took in the view. The lovely Paris was there and she has always been at the top of my ‘have never fucked’ list. She has always seemed reserved or has a superior attitude. But the last few times I had seen her at either at Jenny’s or when she works Club 131 she has said hello and talked briefly. Paris is good friends with Sonya and she told me she has a photo of the three of us from Marine 2 Disco taken a year or two ago. I didn’t remember but it was possible given how drunk I get. Rather then be in awe of Paris I conjured up my motto ‘fuck it’ and told Paris I wanted to see her room (nod, nod, wink, wink). She agreed and we headed to her room.
Paris lives in the 19th Hole (another fucking one) and the thought crossed my mind what if I bumped into Teny or my assault victim. Paris’ room has to be the cleanest, neatest, best decorated room of any girl or lb I have ever been in. It is immaculate and I have to admit I was more interested in checking it out then fucking. She has a brand new air-con, TV, fridge, DVD and stereo. All her things are in some precise order or hanged in an exact sequence. She has decked the place out so it looks better then most hotel rooms I’ve stayed in. Even her bathroom has this little beach theme going with seashells and pot plants that she has arranged herself. I’ve always been told that the Jenny lbs are all drug addicts. But all yaba freaks’ rooms I’ve been in live like pigs and I find it hard to think that Paris could be.
After my interior design fascination tour (maybe I am gay) had a shower and waited for Paris to finish. She came out and I must admit she has the best body of any lb I have ever seen. She is tall, with a slender smooth body, superb legs and arms that are very female like. I love her back and shoulders and the slim muscle tone she has. Her face is stunning and even without makeup she is very passable. Her eyes are really incredible as I think they are the things that can set one person apart from another, and hers are just so god-damn sexy. Her best attribute I personally think are her breasts. They are implants but they soft and pear shape, not too large but just right. These are much better then the rock hard, bulging tits common amongst lbs. Before you think I own getting carried away with this description, she did have big, ol’ blokes’ feet.
I actually always thought that Paris was a post-op until I saw a couple of shots on the website. She wore to bed her panties and when we started to get stuck into it she was reluctant to remove them. I fucked her doggy style and blew which was ok but the best part of the night was the kissing. Paris is good kisser and willing despite all the piss and cigarettes I had consumed. This, plus how taken I was with her body, I got off on kissing every part of it. Attempted to give her a blowie but she was not interested and so passed. Think she might be a candidate for the chop one day because she is so feminine already. I could imagine that if she did she could be a model or trophy wife overseas one day.
Fell asleep cuddling Paris like a baby and I admit that it was the best feeling waking up to this beauty, continued to kiss her amazing body especially the tits. Not sure but do lbs with implants get a heighten sensation around the left nipple? They all seem to get off if you nibble on them (must be something special the surgeons do). The biggest surprise with Paris was how sweet she was and nothing like the stuck-up supermodel she first appeared to me. She started to talk about her life and Sonya’s. She is very close to her and misses her a lot. She has huge collection of those Polaroid photos that the street vendors flog of her and Sonya. She is worried about her and I sense something must be wrong, but never got the details from her.
Spent most of the day in her room sleeping and kissing. I think either she was humoring me or she also preferred the tame stuff as she seemed to enjoy it too. Unfortunately she also started talking about going to temple or to the movies. This broke the spell for me and I was making plans to scoot. Told her I was a little shy about the whole lb thing and that I would try to see her again. She seemed to be a little hurt that I felt that way but gave me no grief leaving. Again I think she is another lb that would prefer a life where she is not having to fuck hundreds of guys in secret and could find someone to have a normal relationship with. As I walked home I was really pissed at myself for hurting her feelings and that I couldn’t show her a little kindness by taking her out. As I already wrote, I think she is the most beautiful lb, yet I still couldn’t get over my paranoia about being found out. For my penance I had to pay another late check out fee and drive home with sore balls.
My work contract is nearly up and doubt I will want to renew it. As you can tell by the tone of this essay, I’ve become a little jaded with the whole scene and more so, with myself. I know I have said it before, but I think I may be done with lbs. I can’t see how I will find any happiness in doing what I have been doing. I can’t get past the traditional view of what a relationship should be as dictated by Western social conventions. I don’t want to be perceived as some sort of oddity cast out into margins of society. I think most of my problems can be sourced in my drinking and personal insecurities. If I was able to deal with these better, maybe I would stand a better chance of achieving some success in interacting with lbs. This wasn’t meant to sound like a cautionary tale to fellow punters to warn them off lbs and find God (her name is Jay and she works at Guess) but just me telling my story. I wrote this all in about 2 days, it all just flowed out filling about 30 pages which amazed me as I don’t think I have written so much in my life (credit to anyone who was able to get through to this rambling end). Writing it all down and posting it has been very cathartic.
Having said all this, I truly do not want to appear malicious to anyone reading this who has managed to build a successful relationship with a lb. Nor that such a lb relationship would be based on too many difficulties and is bound to end in tears. It would be wrong to lump you all with the same description regarding me. I wish you luck and admire your ability to live for yourself and not be consumed what others may think of you. Thanks for reading and hope it gives you something to think about.
Fin
Appreciate your sharing your experience Krusty00, thanks!
Kliome mate its been a while, hope all is well ! You here or in LOS? Ain't seen a new post from Mike in a while hope all is well with him as well? Keep posted mate
Appreciate your sharing your experience Krusty00, thanks!
Kliome mate its been a while, hope all is well ! You here or in LOS? Ain't seen a new post from Mike in a while hope all is well with him as well? Keep posted mate
I've been out off the action since Feb now due to work commitments, but will be back in LOS for Christmas and well into the new year. Should be heading out around early/mid December with Mike. Any chance you'll be out again soon?
Thanks for the comments and for reading the posts. Especially to Kilmone for posting the original text in a format better suited to the site.
Been 3 months almost since the stinct in Thailand and no lb action for this fella. But I have logged on this site and had a look around, am getting the urge...
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! You here or in LOS? Ain't seen a new post from Mike in a while hope all is well with him as well? Keep posted mate 
