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DaffyDuck
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AWESOME report - as always.
Me thinks you ought to have your own section on BTF, just to make it easier to find the collected works of CG.
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Thai Girls : Meet Sexy Thai Girls
Posted on: 10:20 am on April 11, 2006
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Wanderingsam
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CG,
Have run into the cherry girl thing many times and it can be frustrating. A couple of years ago had an entirely different experience. In Manila on P. Burgos bar met young girl who gave me major come on. Barfined, Mama gave us condoms to go after calling my hotel to make sure I was registered. Headed back, showered and the fun began. I noticed she was nervous and seemed in a hurry. Went down on her and got very little responde. Finally decided she wasn't into it but I would move on. She made sure condom was in place and she climbed aboard. She was in clear pain! Cherry girl. I felt bad because I didn't know. She asked if Mama had told me this would be her first time. After it was over she cried, was upset that her first time was with a foreigner, wished she could talk with her real mother, held her hand over her crotch like in real pain. I told her Mama said nothing, just gave me condoms. She was pissed. I think this was not a show, she was real cherry girl ready to move on to Act II but Mama didn't see the value. Frankly, I would not have taken her if I had known. I get no pleasure in cherry girls. Rather screw one that knows what it is about.
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Bangkok Women : Meet Sensual Bangkok Women
Posted on: 5:52 pm on April 11, 2006
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Arizona Wildcat
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CG, very cool. Thanks for the links....most useful.
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Sexy Bangkok Girls
Posted on: 7:59 pm on April 14, 2006
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Otho
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Just wanted to add a few notes. Please bear in mind that this is only my opinion, from a very short stay; you might have a completely different take on it, if and when you go there yourself. Anyway, here it is…..
Angeles City is a place that gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘sex industry’. Two hours out of Manila on the road to nowhere in particular, it has no culture, no tradition, no wonders of nature, no beach. Sex is the only reason it exists; sex is the only reason why you’d ever want to go; and sex is all there is to do once you get there.
You certainly couldn’t kid the folks back home that you’re there because you’re interested in temples; there aren’t any.
It doesn’t measure more than four or five blocks square. Fields Avenue, where most of the bars are clustered (about 20 of them), is barely wide enough for two trucks to pass each other. You can walk the length of it in about 15 minutes. At one end is the local open air food market, which has yet to be introduced to refrigeration. Old ladies listlessly fan the displays of fish and meat. If they cease their labours for more than five seconds, the produce turns black with flies. At the other end is the commercial road, MacArthur Highway, the most visibly polluted street I’ve ever walked; exhaust fumes hang as motionless as fog, almost obscuring the traffic lights.
It stinks. The traffic smog and that typical South East Asian sewage smell, which I usually quite like, is overlaid everywhere with the choking smell of frying. They seem to deep fry all their food, in a substance that tastes like well used tractor oil. If you know and enjoy the delights of Thai street food, you’ll be deeply disappointed with the Angeles City version.
Many of the clubs have elaborate facades on the front and spacious, well maintained, themed interiors. And they’re packed to the rafters with eager girls, many of them stunners. They’ll be on you like a rash, no problem. But, for me, many of them are just too young. Purely personally, it makes me feel uncomfortable to be with a girl who’s several years younger than my own children. On a more cynical, monger level, it tends to mean that they’re a bit clueless when the time comes for action. Again, there’s a massive contrast with Thailand in that respect. On the plus side, drinks, food, bar fines, tips for the girls and entertainment are incredibly cheap. As is everything in the Philippines; it’s a fraction of the price of Thailand, or anywhere else.
Outside of the clubs, though, most of the buildings and streets are in a state of chronic disrepair. Basically, it’s a shanty town. There’s little or no street lighting; it can be spooky at night to venture even one block away from Fields. I was in a hotel that overlooked the street known as Blow Row. I was offered a BJ several times when I walked down it at 9 o’clock one morning. (For information for people who’ve been there before, nearly all the bars down one side of it have been pulled down recently, to make way for a new hotel, and they say that all the other side will be demolished soon).
Late one night I looked out of my window onto Blow Row and saw a gaggle of four or five very young and very rough looking ladyboys. As soon as they saw my curtain twitch, they started frantically waving at me to come down and let them in. No thanks. Then a guy came weaving towards them, drunk as a skunk, and two of them led him into a completely unlit side street. God knows what happened to him, but I can’t imagine a happy ending.
Abject poverty is everywhere. At any time of day or night, you’ll see filthy, exhausted, barefoot people of all ages sleeping on the pavement. Understandably, such poverty brings with it desperation, and there’s a brisk undercurrent of danger. The ATM’s either have armed guards, or are in booths with big signs that urge you to lock yourself in, or are set five feet above the ground and you have to get up on a step to use them, so no one can lean in on you.
The sight of young Asian girls with old farang men is one that is often commented on. And as someone who is more than half way to fat old manhood myself, I’m in no position to criticise. Most of that criticism is unfair and superficial anyway. But many of the old men here really are ancient, well into their eighties (unless life has been very unkind to them). Bald, unsteady on their feet and blindingly white, with tiny shorts that show off their varicose encrusted legs and big squashy feet in open toed sandals. They look like giant babies.
I watched one old guy trying to negotiate the stairs to a first floor restaurant on Fields. It was taking him several seconds and numerous attempts to negotiate a single step. His tiny escort came to his aid by getting behind him, jamming her head up his fat old arse and propelling him rapidly upwards. He arrived on the first floor looking more than a little flustered; he probably hadn’t gone up a flight of stairs that fast in 20 years.
The old man/little girl syndrome gets worse though; paedophilia is rampant and blatant. One morning, while I was having breakfast with my lady of the night before, we saw an old, hunchbacked white man get into his car and drive away with a pair of gangly, pubescent girls, who looked momentarily hesitant before getting in. Is that what I think it is? I asked her. Oh yes, she said. Happens all the time. Another time, while queueing for the ATM, I saw this guy with a face like Nicolas Cage, carefully gelled hair that had had a disastrously bad dye job, Blues Brothers Ray-Bans, a badly rumpled dayglo yellow T-shirt, black suit pants hitched up to his ribs, thick black socks and sandals. Quentin Tarantino or David Lynch could not have cast a more convincing, chilling child molester. Needless to say, he was with a breathtakingly pretty girl of about 14. They’d come out of a clinic that treated STD’s among other things, and he was loudly berating her for getting the appointment time wrong.
I don’t want to sound snooty or preachy. I like P4P as much as anyone else, I’ve indulged in it all over the world and I’m not naïve or starry eyed about what makes that world go round. But this place is too strong for my stomach. It makes Pattaya look like Knightsbridge.
Yes, but did I have sex? Well of course. As I say, there’s no other reason to go there. I was there three nights. The first two girls on the first two nights were friendly, fun loving, affectionate and game – like Filipinos are, God love them. I had good fun with them, paying the BF for them and a couple of their friends from the club, then taking them to a place called Pickup Disco (subtle, eh?) where there are some truly outstanding singers and cabaret acts. But back at the hotel, they weren’t greatly practiced or adventurous.
But the last one was great. I’d seen her one afternoon while I was sitting in Kokomos. This is a bar that has a row of seats facing outwards, overlooking the busiest intersection of Fields. It’s a great place to sit and watch it all go by. She was working the door of the club across the street and it was the only time there that I wished I’d brought my camera. She was sitting in that classic Christine Keeler pose, with her legs spread around the back of a beaten up bar stool. High heels, those long long long brown legs, tiny shorts, tiny T-shirt over a very fit body, a wicked angel face and waist length black hair. We did a bit of winky winky, smiley smiley at each other and she beckoned me over to the club, but I didn’t get round to it.
Then, on my last night, I went to bed early as I had an early morning flight. But that seemed ridiculous, so I got up again at about 2 and went to Kokomos to have a couple of nightcaps and watch the 3 a.m. closing time shenanigans. With that done, I was heading back to the hotel and she ran up behind me.
She was wild. Kept yelling at me to come on her face. We went at it until it was time to go, except for half an hour when we both fell asleep, which was almost fatal. I could see the clock ticking dangerously late but I just couldn’t keep myself off her. I ordered room service breakfast and we went at it even while that was in progress. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the sight of her riding me with a half eaten bacon sandwich in her hand. I gave her a prodigious tip and forgot to ask what her name was.
Sorry if this sounds cynical. Good luck if you decide to give it a try.
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Thai Women : Meet Matured Thai Women
Posted on: 11:54 am on May 3, 2006
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Oz
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I could not agree more Otho, only spent one night in AC, no wish to ever return. Love Flippers, more fun in many ways than TG's & am a regular in Manila but AC is to Hard Core & sad.
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Bangkok Women : Meet Beautiful Thai Girls
Posted on: 8:20 pm on May 3, 2006
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ColoradoGuy
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For a couple of days of mindless sex with cute filipina girls, AC is the perfect destination. But you are right, that is the ONLY reason it exists.
A few weeks ago, I got bored with taking 2 AC girls and screwing them while they licked each others' pussies, and I wanted something different. I'd been hanging out talking to 4 cherry girls in one of the clubs, so I barfined one of them and showed her what it felt like to have her pussy licked. Wow, was she wet! And I taught her how to give a handjob, too.  Different and fun!
Who wants to meet up next trip? 
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Attractive Thai Girls
Posted on: 2:06 am on May 4, 2006
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DrLove
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You certainly couldn’t kid the folks back home that you’re there because you’re interested in temples; there aren’t any.
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You couldn't kid them even if there were... Who's going to look for temples in a Catholic country?
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Who wants to meet up next trip?
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Do I book in your name?
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Thai Girls : Meet Active Thai Girls
Posted on: 2:15 am on May 4, 2006
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Otho
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Quote: from DrLove on 11:08 am on May 4, 2006
Extremely well spotted. There's no kidding you is there? Gosh, I bet you even know what the word pedantic means.
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Thai Women : Meet Matured Thai Women
Posted on: 11:30 am on May 5, 2006
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Calzoid
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Hey Bro's
Having lived in Angeles for 8 months now - the picture that is being painted is not that bleak. I have the good fortune of living on the Airbase in Clarke and it is quite clean - two very nice Golf Courses - 3 - 5 star eateries (Wine Club and Rodizzio) great Spa's and awesome Filipino Hospitality. There is a Holiday Inn for about 60usd which is very nice - not your typicall Holiday Inn in the States.
Honestly if you want to sight see - there are other places to go. If you are looking for some unbelievable GFE the Angeles stay a few days.
Yes there is some pollution - ever try crossing the Walkway at Soi 19 from Robinsons to the Sheraton at 5pm - makes Angeles look like Hawaii.
Yes there are young girls - I never seen any younger tha 18 walk away with the pale patatoes mentioned earlier - if you attempt it they may find you at the base of Mt Punataobo gutted.
There is other employment there other than P4P - several Factories, Call Centers, the largest SM in the Philippines is due to open on May 12th.
Temper your expectations - if you visit a developing country - dont expect San Francisco.
Again its not for everyone.
CG - I'm back - let me know when ur next trip is.
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Bangkok Girls : Meet Attractive Thai Girls
Posted on: 2:13 am on May 6, 2006
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