Thai Bargirls Can Try To Attach While Horny In Bangkok

Horny in Bangkok I found myself laying in bed next to Nikki, a Thai bargirl. She was coughing in her sleep. Sometime around 3:45 am, I rolled over and said, politely, that if she’d rather wake up in her own bed,  she could leave. Catching onto that last piece of the sentence, the English words clicking into place and she reacted. She disappeared into the bathroom. She emerged and dressed in her work t-shirt and shorts from earlier the previous  morning.

Nikki, had been more open towards me tonight than of all the other times I had barfined her. To be clear I did not barfine her every night. No, within the previous 13 nights there had been 4 occasions. But why her? Well, it was easy, simple and she and I enjoyed a connection predicated on the fact she’s a decent person still embedded with that ‘take care’ attitude. Plus I’m sentimental, in between the nightly point and shoot I want a simulacra of affection, to be cared for, of which i keep carefully hidden. 

Sometimes Girls Want A Bit More Sex

Though tonight something was different, she had been more playful than ever before. She wasn’t cuddly, which some folk can find annoying. Though even while relegated to our sides of the bed she remained playful. She was a tease, like a mean older sister. Leaning over into me throughout the night pinching me, calling out my name, and tickling me under the covers. Lucky I was horny in Bangkok

But this was another moment where I felt that we had it just right, our chemistry, our boy girl lego clicked. Another example could be that when she had been doting on me throughout my visits to the bar each afternoon, she’d go up the street to find me this pork crackling I enjoyed while sipping on a Leo. Now feeding it to me she wanted answers to questions I’ve not really been able to answer for myself. Softly communicated through her little boss, the cashier, in partial translation, she asked me about Home and what happens to me now, how will I carry on. 

From the way the conversation unfolded I’m certain she wanted to play a role. That is, if I had asked. But I didn’t. Because I don’t know what it is I want. Now as she was leaving we had another moment, similar, though this is the way things end. 

When Horny In Bangkok No Attachments Is Best

Nikki shuffled into her slides and came over to my side of the bed. Leaning in close now she asks me the same question she’s asked before, You okay B, Are you sure? With sleep in my eyes, her silhouette frame hovering above me outlined from the glow of television, I lied to that black apparation looming above me. Uncertain she had been heard, she asked again. Are you sure?

In being faithful to the artificial trust between us I smiled my shit eating grin and said. Sure baby it’s not a problem you should go home. She offered to stay. And now if I was unsure about the intent of the question I was certain of it now. I sat up in bed. Straightening against the padded headboard. I’ll be fine. I’ll see you…later. 

I handed her 2000 Thai Baht. She kissed me goodbye. It was slow enough for dramatic effect but just long enough in order to show thanks. She pocketed the money and said nothing else. Turned heel and she left. 

Who Said Mongering In Bangkok Is Easy?

And that’s the setup for the rest of the story. Welcome to the last quarter of the story of my 17 day journey to the Land of Smiles better known as Thailand. We’ve entered into the last 4 days of the trip. It’s time to leave the mongering in Pattaya behind. Ahead of us is Bangkok. 

I felt a wave of elation as soon as the door clicked shut. Thank god for business minded Chiang Mai girls. I got up, took a piss, set my phone alarm and then dozed until I got up around 9 or 10. After showering and changing into fresh clothes the mad speed pack event began, of which I am an Olympic champion. By 11:30 I was all done and the driver called me to advise that he would be 10 mins late. It’s 12 now and it’s time to check out. 

Downstairs I signed for my cash deposit return. My damage to the minibar had been light.  Somehow I didn’t get slung for the Singha that the girl from Peppermint took, I took this as a boon and rolled on. By 12:10 I was sliding into the backseat of the taxi from Ann’s car service. My one way trip to Bangkok was 1300 baht. On the outskirts of town, even before we’d passed the concrete dolphins I was fast asleep.

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