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and how many other posts have you found posted by myself? you seem to have a lot of time 
baccara is a good place, demonia as well, the bj at sisters was good too, and I like ebony woman, I still do not see the need to get a new username. You are far to excited about the whole issue, giving me more and more the feeling of some kind of hidden agenda.
in terms of credit, again, I have received your eden pattaya, hell pattaya, involved, not involved, flip flops, and you still did not give any response to why it was you, the "edenpapa" who started this thread, yes this thread, no, not another one.
this vendetta is getting boring, and not providing any more useful information.
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Thai Girls : Meet Sexy Thai Girls
Posted on: 7:52 am on April 7, 2007
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edenpapa
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hi Aurum
then just stop to try to make believe that I am involved in this place
BECAUSE I AM NOT
stop to use my name or the name of the Club
just go to the Promotion thread
sorry but I do have to remain you that you get me first involved by posting :
#and guess who was there to check the competition, Marc#
i did offer you 1 million b if you can prove it, and I am still waiting
no just stop to play and everybody should be happy on the board
people are looking for some ( good or bad ) reviews and not our go and back game
have a good life
marc
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Bangkok Women : Meet Sensual Bangkok Women
Posted on: 8:19 am on April 7, 2007
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Bangkok Sister
What follows is a reasonably accurate account of my experience at the new establishment in Patpong named Bangkok Sister.
I should qualify my comments by saying that I am a long time Bangkok resident. I am no expert, but certainly a veteran. I have no vested interest in any adult oriented business in Bangkok. I have no ulterior motive. When it comes to this type of business, I am a good customer … period.
A friend told me a new “Eden-like” club had opened in Patpong. I’ve always been a fan of the formula made famous at the Eden Club, so I sky-trained it on down. I must admit, it has been a long time since I’ve been to Patpong. As expected, not much has changed. I found Bangkok Sister on the street I call Patpong 2 after some wandering around. The signs directed me to a very dodgy looking 3-man elevator that smelled like fresh urine.
After a few floors the lift opened and I weaved my way into Bangkok Sister … a rectangular medium sized beige hotel room with absolutely nothing on the walls but 10 or 12 nervous poo-ying staring at me. The word “spartan” comes to mind. Across from the ladies there’s a small leather-like loveseat and a coffee table. I assumed this was my seat, but before I could take it I was charged by a big fat lesbian with a crew cut. She accurately pegged me as an American and immediately began grabbing her crotch and blurting out phrases like “hey man, whazzzzz up?” From my blindside another smiling mamasan approached. She spoke about 3 words of English and apparently cannot understand a farang that speaks Thai. Together they wrestled me onto the loveseat.
“Yo man … wanna drink?’ she bellowed and pointed to a rolling cart with 3 or 4 bottles in the corner near a small table where I assumed they transact business. “Do you have Jack Daniels?” I inquired. “Sorry man … no Jack … we got Black and Red”. I declined the drink and turned my attention to the ladies.
I’ll have to say, they were a nice looking bunch. Young, cute and wide awake. Big Butch ran the deal down to me. It’s a similar financial arrangement to Eden Club. For 3600 THB you go with 2 ladies for 90 minutes. I asked if there were any girls that can perform lesbian. She/he/it went into a wild dance that included again crotch grabbing like Michael Jackson and making a “V” with her fingers and sticking her tongue through. The universal sign for cunnilingus I suppose. From somewhere in the back of the room a shoebox full of well worn looking sex toys was produced and shoved in my face. I assume this was to affirm the Butch’s claim that all the girls were wild for lesbian activity. More of her vulgar antics ensued then the box of toys disappeared as quickly as it had come and my attention was again turned to the young ladies. After very little deliberation I selected two.
The entire room seemed to be in complete shock that I was actually selecting some girls and intended to have sex with them. The two young ladies came over to sit with me on the loveseat. Both were very sweet and attentive. I was beginning to think this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. I offered them drinks and they took orange soda. Both mamasans … the dyke and the smiling idiot … arrived with fresh Johnny Red and sodas for themselves. That’s when I got uncomfortable. It has been a long time since I’ve experienced such a naked drink hustle. I did not expect it.
I asked about the rooms and butch said “yes … have many room … nice room … have TV soon.” Since the girls I had selected were to starting to purr, I announced that I would be the judge of how nice their rooms were, “so let’s go” I said. “Relax man … have a drink … you wanna a drink? We got Black”. For the next 15 minutes this conversation was repeated several times. I distinctly remember indicating, on three separate occasions and in no uncertain terms that I was completely happy with my selection of ladies and was ready to take the party upstairs. The ladies purred, the smiling idiot smiled and Big Butch ranted on about nothing and kept pushing the Johnny Black.
There was some scurrying about in the rear of the room and some nervous conversations in Lao. It became apparent to me that there was some problem with the room (s). When I saw the smiling idiot go for the bottle of Red to top up their drinks I arose and announced that I was leaving. Like a baby Rhino the chunky lesbian charged me, plugging the gap between me and the doorway in such a flash I paused to admire her agility and footwork. Again there was an attempt to wrestle me to the faux leather, but I had a fiendishly cunning plan.
Pulling the Butch to the side I confide that I need to go to the ATM machine and will return post haste to entertain my new found admirers. Seeing through my paper-thin ploy, she eagerly offered to escort me to the nearest ATM. Before I knew, she links arms with me and we’re going down all herky-jerky in the pissed-up elevator that I’m sure goes all the way to Hell. Once on the street the butch frantically weaves through the crowd in search of an ATM. She gets 20 meters or so ahead and seeing my chance, I use the busy market as cover and duck into Safari Club. I sit in the back, sip my double Jack on the rocks and watch the door.
Funny how a night can turn on you isn’t it? I started out the evening all full of testosterone and schoolboy excitement. The ripe prospect of a new experience. Fresh territory to conquer. I was a man on a mission. Now her I sit … cowering in fear of a fat girl with a crew cut.
When the Jack kicked in, I regained my nerve and did the only sensible thing to do. I gathered myself, went right back down Patpong 2 and made a right instead of a left. The new branch of the well known Lolita’s is open in the same area and they welcomed me with open arms and other parts. You always get what you came for at Lolita’s.
I’m not sure what the problem was with Bangkok Sister that night. The girls were the highlight of the place. What’s more, I’m pretty sure that the girls and I would have had a good time. Unfortunately there was a big cock-blocking lesbian mamasan that didn’t know what to do with a fish that had jumped in the boat. But, I’ve been in Thailand a long time … I’m used to seeing the practice of “business prevention”. Nothing surprises me in that regard.
What does surprise me is the comparison of this place to Eden Club on Sukhumvit 7/1. I wish this place was another Eden Club. (In my not-so-humble opinion we should have more Eden Clubs than Starbucks.) I never have a problem getting a drink of my choosing at Eden Club. I am never hustled for drinks at Eden Club. Most importantly, they never have a problem getting me upstairs at Eden Club. These two clubs aren’t even of the same genre. Comparing them is just silly.
An even bigger surprise is the rumor that the ownership of Eden Club is involved in this place. Trust me; this place does not bear the Eden brand. I could list all of the things that are missing that would make it even remotely “Eden-like”. But it would be easier to list the only two things that are similar; the price structure and the ladies. The ladies looked a little young and sweet to perform like Eden girls, but one never knows. For sure I’ll never know about the girls from Bangkok Sister.
Your intrepid whorehound
blakbart
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Thai Girls : Meet Sexy Thai Girls
Posted on: 6:34 pm on April 9, 2007
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koolbreez
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Just a minute so I can copy/paste my response from your only ever other post......lolol.
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Sexy Bangkok Girls
Posted on: 6:41 pm on April 9, 2007
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seajohn
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Now this is the third thread that post is in!
The first was funny.
The second odd.
Now it looks fishy...
Well?
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Thai Women : Meet Matured Thai Women
Posted on: 8:48 pm on April 9, 2007
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DaffyDuck
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Member since: April 9, 2007
Dude, seriously, it's a great read -- but there was no need to spam it into three separate threads. Could have just posted it once, and posted references to it in the other threads (though, believe me, 99% of the members on this board would have found it in the single thread, even without refs).
Sounds like it's gonna give a run for the money. I wonder if Aurum can confirm the experience. (Never thought this issue would become so entertaining)
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Bangkok Women : Meet Beautiful Thai Girls
Posted on: 10:55 pm on April 9, 2007
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edenpapa
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Hi Guys
i am not where I am today by Bullshitting people
and I will not start today
Yes I do know Blakbart, he is a long time, almost since opening, patron of Eden Club, even a V.I.P. Member
when I met him in the Club a few days ago he did relate me his Patpong experience, I then explained him about some fake post made by a member of this board trying to lure customer over there
i did ask him if he wouldn't mind to relate his experience on the bkk2night website :
#not at all, since it is the truth# was his answer
and this is what I received in my mail box the :
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Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2007 11:49:36 +0700
From: Bart <XXXXX@earthlink.net> | Add to AddressBook |
To: Edenpapa@ksc.th.com
Subject: Review for BKK Sister
Hi Marc,
Thanks again for your hospitality last night. A good time was had by all. I’ve been working on a post for bangkoktonight. It’s nothing fancy. When in doubt … tell the truth.
Bangkok Sister
What follows is a reasonably accurate account of my experience at the new establishment in Patpong named Bangkok Sister.
I should qualify my comments by saying that I am a long time Bangkok resident. I am no expert, but certainly a veteran. I have no vested interest in any adult oriented business in Bangkok. I have no ulterior motive. When it comes to this type of business, I am a good customer … period.
A friend told me a new “Eden-like” club had opened in Patpong. I’ve always been a fan of the formula made famous at the Eden Club, so I sky-trained it on down. I must admit, it has been a long time since I’ve been to Patpong. As expected, not much has changed. I found Bangkok Sister on the street I call Patpong 2 after some wandering around. The signs directed me to a very dodgy looking 3-man elevator that smelled like fresh urine.
After a few floors the lift opened and I weaved my way into Bangkok Sister … a rectangular medium sized beige hotel room with absolutely nothing on the walls but 10 or 12 nervous poo-ying staring at me. The word “spartan” comes to mind. Across from the ladies there’s a small leather-like loveseat and a coffee table. I assumed this was my seat, but before I could take it I was charged by a big fat lesbian with a crew cut. She accurately pegged me as an American and immediately began grabbing her crotch and blurting out phrases like “hey man, whazzzzz up?” From my blindside another smiling mamasan approached. She spoke about 3 words of English and apparently cannot understand a farang that speaks Thai. Together they wrestled me onto the loveseat.
“Yo man … wanna drink?’ she bellowed and pointed to a rolling cart with 3 or 4 bottles in the corner near a small table where I assumed they transact business. “Do you have Jack Daniels?” I inquired. “Sorry man … no Jack … we got Black and Red”. I declined the drink and turned my attention to the ladies.
I’ll have to say, they were a nice looking bunch. Young, cute and wide awake. Big Butch ran the deal down to me. It’s a similar financial arrangement to Eden Club. For 3600 THB you go with 2 ladies for 90 minutes. I asked if there were any girls that can perform lesbian. She/he/it went into a wild dance that included again crotch grabbing like Michael Jackson and making a “V” with her fingers and sticking her tongue through. The universal sign for cunnilingus I suppose. From somewhere in the back of the room a shoebox full of well worn looking sex toys was produced and shoved in my face. I assume this was to affirm the Butch’s claim that all the girls were wild for lesbian activity. More of her vulgar antics ensued then the box of toys disappeared as quickly as it had come and my attention was again turned to the young ladies. After very little deliberation I selected two.
The entire room seemed to be in complete shock that I was actually selecting some girls and intended to have sex with them. The two young ladies came over to sit with me on the loveseat. Both were very sweet and attentive. I was beginning to think this wasn’t such a bad idea after all. I offered them drinks and they took orange soda. Both mamasans … the dyke and the smiling idiot … arrived with fresh Johnny Red and sodas for themselves. That’s when I got uncomfortable. It has been a long time since I’ve experienced such a naked drink hustle. I did not expect it.
I asked about the rooms and butch said “yes … have many room … nice room … have TV soon.” Since the girls I had selected were to starting to purr, I announced that I would be the judge of how nice their rooms were, “so let’s go” I said. “Relax man … have a drink … you wanna a drink? We got Black”. For the next 15 minutes this conversation was repeated several times. I distinctly remember indicating, on three separate occasions and in no uncertain terms that I was completely happy with my selection of ladies and was ready to take the party upstairs. The ladies purred, the smiling idiot smiled and Big Butch ranted on about nothing and kept pushing the Johnny Black.
There was some scurrying about in the rear of the room and some nervous conversations in Lao. It became apparent to me that there was some problem with the room (s). When I saw the smiling idiot go for the bottle of Red to top up their drinks I arose and announced that I was leaving. Like a baby Rhino the chunky lesbian charged me, plugging the gap between me and the doorway in such a flash I paused to admire her agility and footwork. Again there was an attempt to wrestle me to the faux leather, but I had a fiendishly cunning plan.
Pulling the Butch to the side I confide that I need to go to the ATM machine and will return post haste to entertain my new found admirers. Seeing through my paper-thin ploy, she eagerly offered to escort me to the nearest ATM. Before I knew, she links arms with me and we’re going down all herky-jerky in the pissed-up elevator that I’m sure goes all the way to Hell. Once on the street the butch frantically weaves through the crowd in search of an ATM. She gets 20 meters or so ahead and seeing my chance, I use the busy market as cover and duck into Safari Club. I sit in the back, sip my double Jack on the rocks and watch the door.
Funny how a night can turn on you isn’t it? I started out the evening all full of testosterone and schoolboy excitement. The ripe prospect of a new experience. Fresh territory to conquer. I was a man on a mission. Now her I sit … cowering in fear of a fat girl with a crew cut.
When the Jack kicked in, I regained my nerve and did the only sensible thing to do. I gathered myself, went right back down Patpong 2 and made a right instead of a left. The new branch of the well known Lolita’s is open in the same area and they welcomed me with open arms and other parts. You always get what you came for at Lolita’s.
I’m not sure what the problem was with Bangkok Sister that night. The girls were the highlight of the place. What’s more, I’m pretty sure that the girls and I would have had a good time. Unfortunately there was a big cock-blocking lesbian mamasan that didn’t know what to do with a fish that had jumped in the boat. But, I’ve been in Thailand a long time … I’m used to seeing the practice of “business prevention”. Nothing surprises me in that regard.
What does surprise me is the comparison of this place to Eden Club on Sukhumvit 7/1. I wish this place was another Eden Club. (In my not-so-humble opinion we should have more Eden Clubs than Starbucks.) I never have a problem getting a drink of my choosing at Eden Club. I am never hustled for drinks at Eden Club. Most importantly, they never have a problem getting me upstairs at Eden Club. These two clubs aren’t even of the same genre. Comparing them is just silly.
An even bigger surprise is the rumor that the ownership of Eden Club is involved in this place. Trust me; this place does not bear the Eden brand. I could list all of the things that are missing that would make it even remotely “Eden-like”. But it would be easier to list the only two things that are similar; the price structure and the ladies. The ladies looked a little young and sweet to perform like Eden girls, but one never knows. For sure I’ll never know about the girls from Bangkok Sister.
bb
This is the way it happened. Let me know what you think?
Bart
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I am ready to forward to anyone of you asking me by PM a copy of this mail, so it will easily prove my saying
as far as I know you can't modified a received mail
and I am pretty sure, without even asking him, that Blakbart got enough balls to stand on his story by :
either by meeting any member of this board in doubt about his post
or even by going back with anybody to the Place he got his bad experience
On my side I am not worrying at all about this copycat
i did try it Myself
more guys will try and the truth will be known
what did piss me off was :
1 ) a ( French ) guy that I know for over 15 years can do that in my back
2 ) the fakes report made by a member of this board about the Place
3 ) but above all, from all the places who tried to copycat us, this is the first one ever who tried to steal our staff, coming in the Club and offering the ladies a better? place to work and that for over a month and a half
see you
marc
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Attractive Thai Girls
Posted on: 11:44 pm on April 9, 2007
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blakbart
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Sorry for breaking etiquette. I was unsure of where to post, so I picked the three most obvious places. As for it being "spam"... well... spam is usually advertising isn't it? I advertised nothing. I readily admit I didn't get a chance to sample the wares at BKK Sister. I wish I had a raving good review, but I don't. Question: If my review of BKK Sister were positive would it still be spam?
The comparison to Eden Club was an existing issue. I gave my opinion of the comparison. I've certainly scrolled down and seen lots of flagrant spaming in support of one club or another. I did express my fondness for the services of Eden Club and Lolita's. But, I believe 90% of this post was about my amusing evening at Bangkok sister. I can only apoligize for not having "taken one for the team" and followed through with the two lovelies I had selected. I am quite sure they could have made my evening significantly more enjoyable.
With regard to my "newness" and "why haven't I shared before", one poster was correct when he said that I value my privacy. Before I moved to BKK, I used to surf all these sites and "shared" all my experiences. Truth be told... I kind of outgrew it. Now, I must admit to being cyber-challenged. When I was running around on these boards, things were much kinder and gentler... and easier.
Edenpapa is an old friend of mine. Every time I hear about a place that offers similar services and boasts of "Eden-like" performance, I'm the first guy out the door to check it out. NOT because I want to be first to be disappointed, but because I'm a selfish bastard that likes to have as many options available to him as possible. If BKK Sister was as good as EC, I'd have a VIP number below 10. No offense fellas, but my loyalty is to my dick
There is no evil ulterior motive. I am not involved in any of the politics. I'm not on anyone's team. Just an old hand offering an honest opinion.
I'd like to continue to post on the different forums if any of you find what I have to say entertaining or interesting. Thanks for he words of encouragement some of you posted.
Now I'm off to the Philippines for Songkran. Perhaps a tale or two when I return.
Hopeless Man-whore,
blakbart
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Thai Girls : Meet Active Thai Girls
Posted on: 12:33 am on April 10, 2007
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barrafish
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Daffy,
You say it is in 3 threads. I will go and check again, must have missed it, bloody glasses.
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Thai Women : Meet Matured Thai Women
Posted on: 12:39 am on April 10, 2007
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bkkz
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As for it being "spam"... well... spam is usually advertising isn't it?
For a lack of a better word...
Good review. One thing that I have not seen in the Bangkok Sisters comparison is the mention of the "money back guarantee". One thing to note, is that Eden Customers are "happy" paying customers, for if they were not, they don't pay.
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Attractive Thai Girls
Posted on: 12:39 am on April 10, 2007
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