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Jafa
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In my last FR for a while dealing with this subject, I made a return trip to Naughty Girl in Orchard Towers.
It was two Friday nights ago, and I went there alone again. Actually I contacted another Singaporean BTF member, Chrisboy, but he wanted to stay home to chill out and watch the Olympics opening ceremony. He'd also come back from a flight, so it was understandable that he wanted to rest. So I would be flying solo, with no wingman. Just like the last time.
Arriving at 11pm, it was almost empty of customers but not of girls. I ordered a beer and hung around the bar area, looking around. The dancers were already up, and lo and behold, in front of me, dancing on a tabletop, was the leggy brunette I saw weeks ago.
Before too long, I had managed to catch her eye (although I wasn't sure at the time) and we smiled at one another through the haze of lights and musc, but seems that wasn't the only thing that happened. The brunette, and the co-worker she was dancing beside, approached me together. Co-worker was a blonde and told me her name was Helen. Brunette's name was Olga, from the Ukraine.
We first made small talk along the lines of, where we were all from, what our names were, and so on. I knew from the start that they had arranged to approach me together and score lady drinks out of me. But I happily obliged because I was going to buy one for Olga the brunette anyway.
So when Helen the blonde asked if I could buy them each a drink, I had already steeled myself for the bill. We sat down and made small talk while we sipped our drinks. I found out that Olga was a student back in Kiev, studying tourism. The gig here in Singapore was a way of making money in between uni terms I guess.
Anyway. The girls didn't seem too interested in sitting next to me (we had sat down by then) after they finished their drinks. Helen asked me for another drink, and I said I would get one for her later, after I walked around to other clubs. They both left my side shortly; Helen to go to the smoking room at the back of the club, Olga to go make herself a cup of coffee (I found out later, after I got curious when I saw her pour something hot into a new cup) and then sat somewhere else.
Well, I thought to myself, it's going to be like that, eh?
I went over to stand beside Olga. I still wanted to find out more about her. Well, I found out a little more, like the fact she dances every night from 9pm - 6am (when the club closes!), that she'll be in Singapore for the next 2 months or so (or was it 1 month? Can't quite recall), that the European dancers only get $7 out of the $30 per lady drink that's bought for them -- no kidding!
And she must have been tired, shy or didn't quite want to talk to me. Or maybe it was just that her English wasn't so good, because the conversation was halting and a bit awkward. I bought her a second drink when she asked; just her. Helen, thankfully, was floating around somewhere else. In any case, things were slowing down for me in this club, and I was getting bored.
I told her I might see her again, and left. It was around this time that Chrisboy and I texted each other and he confirmed that he was staying at home. I also texted BK and we continued the conversation when I next went to check the Filipino bar he told me about. Called Peyton Place, it featured several podium/pole dancers, a DJ, and bar tables and barstools.
I got myself a beer, and sat down by the bar to watch the action. It wasn't half as interesting as in Naughty Girl. The women in Peyton Place, for one thing, only about half of them about half as good-looking as the ones in the first bar (okay, maybe I'm rambling...did that last just make any sense to you guys? Hope it did.) That night the Filipinas could hardly hold a candle to the Thais. I left after one beer.
So what's next?
Before I left Naughty Girl, I told Olga that I'll probably go back there again soon, before she leaves the country. Now I'm not sure if I will. She wasn't really receptive to me, and seemed to only want to score lady drinks off me with the minimum effort. This had the effect of me not reciprocating...after all, since she was just making the minimum requirements of a p4p business transaction (if we can even call it that), then I'll make the minimum effort to be civil with her, and not give her any more attention or tips than she deserves.
So I won't be going back there, unless I have male company to hang out with, and if it's only incidental (ie. if we're on the way to some other club like Ipanema). It's a pity too. Olga was pretty. but she could have done so much more, though. Unfortunately this isn't like the scene in Pattaya's Galaxy Cabaret, where it's expensive but at least you can get a hot, nearly-nude European dancer rubbing her tits in your face.
In short, nothing particularly impels me to go back there again. And like I'd mentioned in my last email responses in this 'series', I'm going to lay low for a while from this 'scene'...but this doesn't mean that I won't be getting up to other stuff, if time and $$ allow 
That's all for now, folks.
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Thai Girls : Meet Sexy Thai Girls
Posted on: 8:00 am on Oct. 18, 2011
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