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Saturday 6 February – Deano & ReGAL and the girl I didn’t meet

stolen without permission from the Dean Barrett website

It was 5:30 p.m. on Saturday afternoon.  I had a business meeting scheduled for 6:30 so I had about an hour to kill.  I got off the subway train at Sukhumvit and moved towards the exit with the rest of the crowd like I do a dozen times a day it seems.

Often I see attractive women in the crowd.  (I also see unattractive women, old men, children, etc as well, but I’m only concerned with talking about the lookers right now).

At 5:30 on Sunday I saw some long, very pretty pale legs stretching down from a pair of stylish denim shorts.  The feet were encased in 3-inch high heels that looked a bit clunky, but the girl walked in them like she’d been wearing high heels since she was a toddler.

Graceful, indeed.

I was a dozen meters behind her, and I picked up my pace to get a little closer.  I got a little frustrated going through the turnstile when the people in front of me seemed to be confused about how to use the tokens, but coming out of the turnstile and heading for the escalator I took a few long strides, stepped around  a couple of people and managed to get on the escalator right behind the girl with the legs.

She looked as good up close as she had from 12 meters.  But so far I’d seen her only from behind.

I stepped up one step beneath her on the escalator and looked to see if her face was as pretty as the rest of her.  She turned her head just as I was straining to see her face, and we made eye contact.

Thursday 4 February – Accidental Tourist

I finished work and took the MRT home on Thursday night.  Coming out of the train station I had every intention of going home and relaxing.  I was tired.

But as I hit the top of the escalator I thought that it might be a good idea to go into Country Road for a half pint to take the edge off.  I looked in my wallet.  After paying Noi money this morning for our long time session last night, and covering my lunch today, I had 180 baht in my wallet.  No way I could get into any trouble with that amount of cash.

One drink and I’d be on my way.

He take care me, I take care him

I went out with a good friend of mine tonight; a Thai girl that — I’ll admit — I’ve had sex with in the past, but in recent times it’s been more friendly.  She’s not a bar girl.  Rather, she’s a ‘tweener… a girl on the hunt for a farang boyfriend who puts herself in places where she is likely to meet foreigners, and then is happy when they approach her and ask her out.

The last time I had sex with her was on her birthday in 2009, and before that I think it was 2007.   You kinda haveta live in Thailand, maybe, to explain our situation.  We’re mostly friends, but if the situation is right…. well….

Anyway, I saw her tonight.  We went to a bar for a couple drinks.  She only had about an hour free.

We each had a pint of beer, then a half pint to follow.

Wednesday 3 February – relaxed fun

I’d had great sex with a beautiful dancer on Tuesday night, but it had come with some aggro, so I was in the mood for something more relaxing.

Around 11 a.m. on Wednesday — just about the time I had planned on saying goodbye to the Midnite Bar dancer that I’d barfined for a long time (a girl who had pulled the increasingly common bait & switch tactic of agreeing to long time then leaving after a short time) — I sent an SMS.

The SMS was to a girl I’ve known for years.   Her name is Noi.  I see Noi for both friendship and sex.  What I mean is that we semi-regularly go for lunch together, or for a movie, or even shopping.  Sometimes we’ll end up back at my place for a little boom-boom afterward, and sometimes she just goes home.  I give her money for her sexual services, but especially since I pay for food, movies, concert tickets, drinks and the like even when we don’t have sex, I tend to pay fairly low tips to her… just a bit of spending cash really.

Tuesday 2 February ’round midnite

I had plans to get together with a group of friends at Nana Plaza on Monday night.  But by lunchtime Monday it was obvious that I wasn’t gonna be able to make it, so I sent an SMS to all the boys saying that I couldn’t make it, and half-suggested getting together Tuesday night instead.

The half suggestion turned into a reality, with a few changes.  We met up at Soi Cowboy instead of Nana Plaza, and one of the guys who planned to come on Monday was working on Tuesday.  Yet another pal whom I hadn’t managed to invite on Monday was added to Tuesday.

Eventually it all worked out and five of us were all sitting together at a table in front of Five Star as Tuesday evening turned into Tuesday night.

We put away several rounds of beer, but finally, sometime around 10 pm it was time to get inside a go go bar somewhere.

Saturday 30 January — The Big Mango and beyond

I had another long day of work on Saturday.  I left home at 7:45 in the morning, started work at 9:00 and went all day, finishing at 9 pm.  I’d had a fairly late night drinking on Friday night, so I should have felt tired, but there was a party on at the Big Mango Bar (Daywalker’s Birthday) and I was inclined to go.

Pints of beer were 20 baht and there was free food on offer.  More important to me was the fact that many of my friends and acquaintances would be there as well.

Friday 29 January

Friday was a long day… the alarm had gone off at 5:30 in the morning and I was out of the house by 6:15 a.m.  By late afternoon I was outside of Bangkok and it seemed like I wouldn’t finish work until 7 pm or later.

So I was pleased when things wrapped up just after six o’clock.

So pleased, in fact, that I started thinking that I might be able to get back home by 7:30 or so with enough time and energy to get out for a while.

I called my friend, the Dude.  He had a friend — an 40-something African-American woman named Jill, from the US — visiting Bangkok.   I had met her a couple weeks earlier before she had made trips to Chiang Mai and Viet Nam, and I had promised to take her out to see some nightlife while she was here in South East Asia.

Now she was down to her final two nights in Bangkok and I hadn’t kept my promise.  I figured this would be a good night to do it.

I suggested to the Dude that we could take his friend Jill out to listen to live music somewhere.  I mentioned Mojos, Titanium and Saxophone as a short list of possible venues.  He said that he would consult with Jill and get back to me.

He called back a short time later to say that Jill was happy to go out anywhere we wanted to take her.  By this time I was in a car on a highway pointed towards Bangkok, so I offered my ETA of 7:45 and we made arrangements to meet at a Sukhumvit restaurant where he and Jill were eating dinner.

The farang speaks again… well, sort of

The popular TFS2M blog has re-surfaced on a new URL attached to the Big Mango site.

Rather than regurgitate the details I’ll simply point you to the new URL where you can get the info straight from the horse’s mouth.

http://www.bigmangobar.com/blog

Welcome back!