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Jafa
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Hi all,
I've forgotten a bit about how to edit the title of my posts; or rather, I can't figure out how to do it. That's how rusty I've become here.
So I present to you part 2, as a separate topic thread. And I make no apologies for it - since I'm welcoming myself back after a too-long hiatus!
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Part 2 takes up where the first part left off, in chronological order. This was about 4 days after my first-ever Russkie shag in Singapore. Ever. I went to the world-p4p-infamous Orchard Towers (OT) in the city area. OT is filled with shops, eateries, offices and so on by day, but filled with mainly bars, pubs and clubs by night.
This was not my bad experience mentioned in the first part -- that would come later.
After a rather average time at the dinner-and-dance of the company I'm a consultant for, I went to OT because I was bored. There was supposed to be dancing after the dinner, but everyone just either just left, went to the hotel foyer to take photos, or hung around in the ballroom to talk (and/or take photos)...and all this while the DJ was pumping the music...boring.
Anyway, I first went to Naughty Girls in OT. This place combined a Filipino band playing top 40s hits, a dance floor, dance poles on tables, and both Thai and Eastern European women working the joint. I was initially so intrigued (and also excited, I admit) that I decided to ask someone about it. I struck up a conversation with a total stranger, another Singaporean guy who was standing beside me, drinking beer.
He told me that they were probably from places like Ukraine and Latvia, and working here legally as dancers. So it was all legit and above-board. At some point he "pulled" one of them aside - actually more like just took the chance to talk to her when she passed by - and told her that I was looking for a wife here with one of those girls (!).
She was so amused at first and half-asked, half-said, "Really? You're looking for a wife?"
I told her no, that guy was joking. She said yea, it would be bad if I was really looking for a wife in a place like this, because the women working here were not what I'd want for wives. That was what she said, no kidding - as if I didn't know. I don't remember what her name was and where she was from (maybe the Ukraine) ; she told me all of the European girls there were from the Ukraine and Belarus. She was quite okay-looking, but by this time I had spotted a tall, attractive leggy brunette and I asked my new-found friend if she knew where that gal was from.
The brunette had been sitting down with a drink when I saw her, but by the time of this conversation she had left with another girl, perhaps to get something to eat, make a phone call, etc. before her turn on the poles. Because at this time, the first group of about six Europeans were gyrating on the poles, along with more than a dozen Thais. The brunette wasn't among them, apparently belonging to the 'second team'. My Ukrainian acquaintance didn't know who I was referring to, even though I described her hair and clothes colours. Oh well.
When she told me that lady drinks cost S$30 (!) each for the Europeans, I blanched. Urgh. And no guarantee of a shag after. In any case, it would have taken a lot of work - these women were essentially dancers, Thai and Eastern European alike. I deducted that It operates like the dancer clubs such as Caribbean in Bangkok. You either have to really work on a girl to 'make' her like you eventually (or it may be true love - who knows...hahahahaha), or you probably had to pay a friggin' exorbitant amount of money to her to sleep with you.
Eventually the Ukrainian had to go, and of course I let her - as if I could do anything else. Then before I knew it, the second team was on the table-poles. By this time I became too tired and even bored, and knew that it was a sign to leave. I left the place and went home, without getting to talk to the brunette or even knowing her name. I resolved, however, to go back again at some stage, soon.
Before I forget -- I actually went back and forth between Naughty Girls and another bar called Ipanema a couple of times that night. For those of you (like Andy) who know, the latter bar is full of Filipina, Thai, Viet, and mainland Chinese freelancers. There were a smaller no. of 'regular' women (especially Westerners) with their friends and'/or boyfriends I guess what they enjoyed there was the live band and dancing on the dance floor. I couldn't imagine anything else they enjoyed, with all the p4p action going on around them!
Nothing much else was happening in Ipanema beyond that, except for their second level, where they had less customers and a whole bunch of bar-top and podium dancers - most of them either Thai or Filipina. Not my scene. Both bars were a poor, inferior imitation of CM2 (except for their bands, which were quite good).
So there you have it.
I'm not sure if this really qualifies as part of the "Russkie p4p scene" that I'm trying to describe. The "Russkie" presence in OT was just incidental, and is it still p4p if you know that they probably won't go out or sit with you, beyond perhaps buying them lady drinks or taking them to supper (for real food, nothing else) ?
I'll leave it to you, the other experts, to give your views on this one.
Next...part 3, my bad experience that I mentioned in part 1.
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Thai Girls : Meet Sexy Thai Girls
Posted on: 10:44 am on Oct. 17, 2011
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