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[Prostitution in Thailand] (February 3rd) Author: 6park_jlion 

Author: 6park_jlion
Word Count: 6050


(Part 2)

Recently in South Korea, I met a Thai woman on WeChat. She looked like a typical trans woman,
and quite attractive. She immediately asked for 1200 RMB. I asked if she could lower the price, and she replied, "I'm
beautiful." She seemed hesitant, and we chatted casually. The strangest thing about this girl was that
she recorded herself while she was with clients, two or three minutes per session, selling 10 for 300 RMB. Curious, I bought
a few to watch. The men in the videos were all Chinese, and they didn't seem to be secretly filmed; some showed their faces, others wore large
masks. I was both amazed by the business acumen of these Thai women and by how
open-minded Chinese men are these days, even taking sex as an opportunity to become male porn stars. On the weekend, out of boredom, I chatted with her again. She told me she
couldn't speak right now, having just had throat surgery, and said she wanted to make her voice more distinctive.
I'm hesitating about whether to try this "dumb" method.

I was halfway through writing about Thailand last time, so I'll continue today.

Besides karaoke, which is popular with the Japanese, Thailand also has gogobars and saunas. Saunas
are similar to Japanese sofas. While called saunas, they don't usually depict a group of men
sweating profusely in a small wooden cabin. The general process involves entering a large glass room with dozens or
even hundreds inside. You can see in through the glass, and vice versa; it's often
called a "goldfish bowl." Some places don't have a glass room, just a platform with a few steps for choosing girls.
Customers are often eager to choose and move on to the next step, while those who aren't in a hurry can order a beer and
choose while drinking. The prettiest girls are often in high demand, so waiting a bit often yields a pleasant surprise. After choosing a girl, you pay and go upstairs,
usually to a converted hotel room where the business begins. Some rooms have a large inflatable cushion where you can
enjoy a girl's bubble bath.

My first experience with prostitution in Thailand was at a sauna. I was with a client then, about
five or six years ago. I spent ages searching on Google but couldn't find anything useful.
After a meeting that day, I quickly ate a bite and left the hotel with my client. We hailed a taxi and told the driver we wanted to go to a sauna. The driver
immediately understood, leering and making a punching gesture, saying, "You want to have sex?" Apparently, in
Thai having sex" is "stupid." He kept saying "stupid" and chuckling to himself the whole way, which
made us both quite embarrassed. It was rush hour, and the roads were a complete mess. We finally
arrived at our destination; I remember the place was called Aqua. The taxi driver seemed to know the people at the shop
well After chatting for a while, he led us to the goldfish tank to choose. There were already some customers there, including
some Indian men wearing hoods. The smell of curry wafted over from a distance, and I thought to myself, "I'm going to become
a brother to these Indians!" The girls weren't very good; none were particularly stunning. My client and I
found it difficult to choose. The taxi driver enthusiastically pointed out this and that, and finally, thinking we were already there
, we decided to settle for one. I chose a girl who looked very Thai, not very tall, and
with an average figure. After we paid, I think it was 3000 baht. He said, "Go upstairs,
I'll wait for you downstairs. I'll take you back to the hotel after you're done." I thought, "This guy is so nice,
I've met ." My client and I took our respective girls upstairs, into the rooms, took off our clothes, put on air mattresses, had bubble
baths, and then... The girl was too professional, didn't smile once the whole time, and wasn't my type. After it was over
, I got dressed and went downstairs. My client was already there chatting with the taxi driver, waiting for me. When my client saw me come down, he frowned
, indicating he wasn't happy. The taxi driver took us back to the hotel, ending my first Thai sauna trip. Back in
my room, I checked Aqua on Google and realized I'd been tricked by that taxi driver. He
was probably a shill for the sauna; he probably got a 1000 baht commission from each of us. No wonder
he was so enthusiastic. Fellow buddies, never go to saunas recommended by taxi drivers in Thailand; there's usually something fishy going on.

Having learned my lesson, I decided to do it myself. I continued searching online and found
a sauna called Amsterdam, with good reviews, saying you might get a "moderate" experience if you're lucky.
My client had other engagements the next day, so I decided to go to Amsterdam alone. I finished work around 3 PM
, left the hotel, hailed a taxi, and told the driver the address I'd written down before leaving. The driver started rambling
on, seemingly trying to take me to a better place. I thought to myself, "Am I going to be ripped off again?" I pretended to be
angry said I wasn't going anywhere else today, just Amsterdam. The driver seemed annoyed, but seeing
my determination, he couldn't persuade me otherwise and took me directly to Amsterdam. Amsterdam didn't have a goldfish
tank; it was just a selection platform with several tiers, where girls were priced according to their looks. There were
several tables in front of the platform, and even though it was 3 or 4 PM, there were already quite a few customers drinking beer and choosing girls. The
selection area and the brothel were connected by a long corridor. After I went in, the madam approached me and handed me a
photo album filled with pictures of registered girls; they certainly looked much better quality than those from Aqua.
Looking at the selection platform, I wondered if all the good ones were on the clock, because I couldn't find a single one I liked. Thinking I
had plenty of time, I ordered a beer and sat down to continue observing, enjoying
the burning gazes from the ladies on the selection platform. New ladies came up and went, and I almost finished my
beer , still without finding one I liked. Just as I was about to settle for someone,
a girl in a white dress slowly walked down the corridor. My eyes lit up; she was exactly my type. I immediately called the madam
over and asked to choose the girl in white. The madam said it would cost 4000 baht, which I immediately agreed to, and was led to the counter to pay.
One good thing about Amsterdam is that you can pay by credit card, and the credit card statements are from
reputable companies. After paying, the girl was brought over. After a brief greeting, I learned her name was Tan. As she linked her
arm with mine and we walked down the corridor to the brothel, her breasts occasionally brushed against my arm—very alluring. Inside the brothel,
it was a typical single room with a bathtub. Tan and I sat down
at the corner table by the door and chatted for a while. Tan's English was pretty good, so communication wasn't a big problem. She told me she still...
A college student. The room lights were brighter than the selection room. I took a closer look at Tan's face. Although her makeup
was a bit heavy, she was indeed very beautiful. I couldn't wait to pull her into my arms. DFK.
After clothes, I noticed that Tan's breasts looked artificial, which was a little disappointing. After Tan filled the bathtub with water,
she took me in and washed me. Seeing that my little brother was incredibly erect, I started blogging in the bathtub
. Then, wearing a condom, I stood in the bathtub and had my first time in a doggy style position. After washing up, we went to bed
and chatted for a while. Seeing that we still had time, we had sex again. Because Tan's appearance was my type, we exchanged
contact information. Back then, there was no line or WeChat; I remember exchanging email addresses.
Back at the hotel, I emailed Tan on a whim to invite her to my hotel. She said she could come after work,
so I gave her the hotel address. The next night, around midnight, Tan actually came. I remember
staying at the Centralworld Central Grand Hotel, and through the window
, I could see the river that runs through Bangkok. I stood there,
with Tan pressed against the window, watching the twinkling lights of fishing boats on the river, while we made love. Thinking back on that scene now still gives me a little thrill. Tan didn't
leave that night; she stayed with me until dawn. After waking up, she came again. Before leaving, I gave her 4000 baht
. After leaving Thailand and returning to Japan, I kept in touch with Tan sporadically. Later, with the advent of Facebook
, I found her again. Two years later, when I went to Thailand again, we met once more. She looked a little older than the first time
. Like long-lost old friends, we hugged each other warmly, and we were very happy together. I wonder when I'll
see Tan again.

I've written so much again without realizing it. I'll save the gogobar for next time.

This morning, while I was working overtime at the company, a South Korean mature woman I hadn't contacted in a long time suddenly reached out and asked to have
dinner together. Her husband is a high-ranking executive, always out socializing, and basically never touches her. After dinner, we tacitly returned to my
hotel. My lips were purple from the kisses, and my back ached terribly. Thirty is like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty can suck the dust from the ground.
Damn it, this isn't about having dinner, it's about eating me! I also had plans with a South Korean girl tonight, maybe I
should cancel... Part

Three:

A light drizzle started in Seoul. While waiting for my flight at the airport, I
finished writing the rest of the gogobar for the Thailand section.

The origin of the name "gogobar" is unknown. Each shop has a catwalk, and larger ones
like Rainbow 3 in Nanaplaza might have two. Dozens of women, topless and
wearing only underwear, sway to music on the catwalk. Although there are poles on the catwalk, I
've never seen anyone actually pole dancing; at most, they just walk around the poles.
Unlike Strapbara in North America, there's no entrance fee for gogobar in Thailand, and no one checks your ID or
age. Anyone can go in, and if you don't find anything suitable, you can leave without paying. After entering,
the staff, usually local Thai women, will arrange a seat for you, order a beer or soft drink, and
you can choose something while you drink. Each girl has a number on her underwear. After selecting one, tell the staff the number, and
they will call the girl over. Out of politeness, order her a drink, chat for a bit, and if you think she's suitable to stay,
pay the staff about 1000 baht for the "service fee," called "paybar." Then the girl is yours.
If you prefer a quickie, it's called "short" in Thailand. There are usually small hotels nearby where you can find this for about
1500 baht. If you want to take her back to a hotel for the night, it's called "long," which costs about 3000 baht. All subsequent
fees are settled directly with the girl and have nothing to do with the shop.

My first time at Gogobar was on a street near Japanese Boulevard. The shops weren't big; I
just randomly picked one. The music was deafening. I was led to a seat by the staff, ordered a drink, and took
a sip before I calmed down. Looking at the stage, there were fewer than ten girls dancing. Several of them
were very tall and beautiful, with long hair swaying to the music. Because they were indeed very tall, I took a closer look at
their necks, and I was shocked to see that two of the taller women even had very prominent Adam's
apples. At that time, I had just arrived in Thailand and still held a somewhat skeptical view of ladyboys.
I shared my observation with my friends, and we all agreed to leave. So we paid for our drinks and quickly escaped the establishment
. Back at the hotel, I did some research online and learned about Nanaplaza.

The next evening, after dinner, my friends and I left the hotel, took a taxi, and told the driver we wanted to go to Nanaplaza
. The driver drove us for almost half an hour, arriving at a commercial area, and then told us we had arrived—
this was Nanaplaza. I immediately realized something was wrong; it looked so different from the photos online.
That's when I understood the driver had taken us to the wrong place. The taxi driver's English was terrible; after a long conversation, we barely managed to get him
to understand that he'd taken us to the wrong place. He also seemed unsure how to get to Namaplaza,
so we decided to switch taxis. The driver seemed a little embarrassed when we got out and insisted on not taking the fare, but we
couldn't accept that – everyone's struggling to make a living – so we forced the fare on him. After switching taxis, we told the driver
we wanted to go to Namaplaza, learning from our previous mistake, and even jokingly added that we wanted to go to Namaplaza. The driver understood immediately and took us to the real Namaplaza
in less than twenty minutes.

Namaplaza is supposedly one of Asia's top red-light districts, with saunas, bars, and
many prostitutes. It's said that you can get a 1000 baht deal, but for safety reasons, I didn't try it. The most famous area
is Gogobar; just follow the crowds to find the Gogobar area, which spans
several floors. Within the Google Mall in Nanaplaza, Rainbow is probably the most popular.
It's said that Rainbow has several branches; I've only been to Rainbow 3 on the second floor and
Rainbow 1 on the first floor. Rainbow 3 has the largest number of girls.
I've also checked out other Rainbow branches, and the quantity and quality of the girls are incomparable.
I've been to Rainbow 3 three times in total, and I estimate there are about sixty or seventy girls, divided into two groups. Each group
dances one or two songs on a catwalk before switching to the other group. The first time I went to Rainbow 3, I saw dozens...
A young woman, topless, writhed before me—it was shocking. The phrase "
a life of debauchery" . In Rainbow 3, I found several attractive women each time, but after a few words, they all seemed too
polite, and I had no urge to take them back to the hotel. So, I opted for quick sex each time. It's been a
while, and the details of the encounters are hazy, so I won't go into them. After their transactions with me, the women touched up their makeup and
went back to work without rest. If I had to give some advice, if you see someone you like, don't hesitate—call them down. If
they're not a good match it's just the cost of a drink. Attractive women are in high demand; if you hesitate
, another customer might snatch them up, leaving you with lifelong regret. I remember Gogobar only opens at 9 PM
, so don't go too early if you're planning to. I once arrived before 8 PM and
sat in a bar near the entrance to Nanapl Aza for over an hour.

I've been to Rainbow 1 twice. That was during a solo trip to Thailand. One afternoon, I
chatted with a young woman on WeChat. When she came to the hotel, she was much prettier than in her photos, incredibly beautiful and youthful. I really
liked her and offered her 4000 baht for the night, which she agreed to. However, right after we had sex and I was about to take her
out to dinner, she received a phone call saying a long-time client had offered more than me and she needed to meet him. Although I
was very annoyed by this, I wasn't interested in asking for details and felt there was no point in trying to stop her. I gave her 2500
baht and let her go. That evening, I was very bored. Since I had just had sex that afternoon, I wasn't very aroused, but I didn't want
to be alone in my room, so I took a taxi to Nanaplaza and checked out Rainbow
W1 on the first floor. Rainbow W1 was smaller than Rainbow W3, with only a runway.
I ordered a beer and half-heartedly responded to the bartender's occasional attempts to strike up a conversation, occasionally glancing at the
models on the runway. Suddenly, I noticed a girl keeping staring at me, her eyes tinged with a faint
sadness. She was tall, somewhat resembling Christy Chung, and quite attractive, with long, flowing hair. Out of politeness, I
raised my glass to her in greeting. The bartender noticed something amiss and quickly came over to ask me to order her. I agreed,
and the bartender brought the girl over. I ordered her a drink, chatted for a bit, and learned her name was Fern.
However, I also realized a serious problem: she only spoke Thai. How would we communicate? I told the bartender I
wasn't feeling well and would come back to see Fern tomorrow. As the bartender explained this to Fern, I could sense
a hint of regret on her face. Fern returned to the runway. Unable to bear her continued glances, I
got up and went back to my hotel. The next morning, I woke up feeling horny and missed Fern. During the day,
while getting a massage at a reputable massage parlor, Fern's slightly upturned smile kept popping into my head.

That evening, I arrived at Rainbow 1 right on time. As soon as it opened, I went inside. Fern wasn't there yet, so
I confirmed with the staff that she was working that day and told her to bring her over as soon as she started work. After waiting
about twenty or thirty minutes, Fern came in casual clothes. The staff immediately stopped her, pointed in my
direction , and said something. Then the staff came over to call me PayPal. Fern came over and took
my arm, and we walked out of Rainbow 1 together. I gave Fern the hotel card,
and she hailed a three-wheeled taxi. I held her close, feeling her long hair being blown by the wind against my face, and
I couldn't help but kiss her cheek. After buying some beer and snacks at a convenience store near the hotel, Fern and I
returned to my room. Communication was difficult, so we relied on Google Translate, but
we could still manage a conversation. Fern is a single mother with a three-year-old son,
living with her mother and her three-generation family. Unable to find suitable work, she works in Google to support her family. After a few rounds of drinks,
I took a shower and then invited Fern to do the same before we went into the bedroom together. Fern
was practically a wooden statue on the bed, which was a bit disappointing. After our first round, I had no desire for further activity and
planned save the second round for the next morning, so I went to sleep. In the middle of the night, while I was sound asleep, Fern woke me up,
telling me her son, Sick, needed to go back. I was dazed, wondering what was going on, and I wasn't
interested in finding out if she was lying. Besides, if her child really needed help, it wouldn't be kind of me to keep her around, so I gave
her 4000 baht and sent her on her way. After seeing her off, I dozed off for two hours before being woken
up by her LINE. She said the child's arrangements were complete and asked if she could come over. I was taken aback, but felt I couldn't
refuse, so I let her come. I briefly asked about her child's condition; she said he had a fever but had taken some
fever reducer and was fine. I was so sleepy that I cuddled her and fell asleep again. That wasn't the weirdest part. What was even stranger was that when I asked her for a second round of sex
in the morning she refused. I don't like forcing things, and considering she
'd have to pay for her taxi fare, I gave her another 1000 baht and sent her on her way. Because it was so strange,
I didn't contact her for the rest of my time in Thailand. Back in Japan, one day Fern suddenly contacted me on LINE,
saying her child was sick again and asking me to lend her some money. I didn't like this, so I told her her child had a father, and if
her child had problems, she should go to his father to find a solution. We'd only known each other for one night, and I
didn't to financially support her. I don't know how well Google translated it; she replied
with "sorry" and then nothing more. We haven't been in contact since.

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