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ellefliesFirst of all, I'm not even sure how to really start this post. It contains... well, it's a bit more graphic... hell. It's completely graphic, and most definitely deserves an adult rating due to descriptions of certain... acts ...that were witnessed in a seedy club in Thailand.
I hadn't intended to post about this. It got a passing mention in my last post about Thailand, but![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nariya asked for details and well, I'm stuck in a hotel room with internet that's cutting off every few minutes so, here they are, the details. In all their nitty gritty glory.
Another word of warning: I seem incapable of clinical descriptions. My fingers refuse to type things like "she pulled a string of fake flowers from a tube inserted into her vagina" so instead everything is 'lady parts' and 'girly bits'. I think I'd be more okay if this was fanfiction, but I really did see a naked girl get onstage and pull a string of fake flower from her girly parts.
So, warnings out of the way. Here goes.
The fact that we ended up in a sleazy bar in Pattaya Thailand watching a sex show was all my fault.
I’m capable of owning up to my own bad ideas. Of course, I may have started it but I should have known that when you throw out an idea involving ‘women', 'sex' and 'voyeurism’ to a group consisting mainly of men and one chick (whom I went through a sex catalogue with on my last flight in order to analyze the types of boob jobs the models have…) well, they’re going to take you up on bright ideas like: let’s go to a sex show!
And so we did.
We found said show by walking down the street and being approached by a gentleman touting “pussy pussy pussy.” This would be after I’d eaten a bug and thoroughly grossed everyone out, and the pilot who purchased the bug for me was still on a bit of a giddy high and well, apparently “pussy” is a magic word to men and shouldn't be combined with giddy highs.
So, off we went: Four men and three women, to watch other women do… well, I’ll get to that.
Quick side note about Pattaya and Thailand: Sex is big business. There is no concept of a “red light district” as far as I can tell, it’s all one big red light district. Walk down the street at night and people jump out of the woodwork offering a smorgasborg of sexual possibilities. Mostly catering towards men. If you're a man and want a hot, young thing to hang off your arm: Thailand is apparently the place to be. Another lesson to learn: just because it looks like a girl, doesn’t mean it is. Word to the wise.
In a nutshell, this is Pattaya: a beautiful place soaked in sex.
We didn’t know it at the time but when we walked into the place it was at the tail end of the show, which culminated with two beautiful Thai girls having sex on stage: said sex involving one girl wearing a strap on and the other bent over and taking it doggy style. That wasn’t the surprising part. The really surprising part was just how bored they both looked. It was very “another day at work, banging my coworker.”
And then, the show ended, the two bored, naked girls left the stage and the many girls working their way through the crowd decked out in neon green bikini tops and barely there skirts took their place, for 30 minutes of topless dancing.
Thirty minutes of sheer boredom in which I practically fell asleep on the shoulder of the pilot next to me (I’d only had 4 hours of sleep the night before).
There were two things that made this thirty minutes bearable. One was all the Thai girls on stage making eyes at our mechanic. The way the seating arrangements worked out involved a female being next to every male in our group except for our maintenance man, who was sitting next to another male pilot. Being the only man in the group without a woman next to him, all the Thai girls took that to mean he was available. There were many hip thrusts in his general direction, and much teasing from ours.
The second bit of amusement was the girl “entertaining” a male customer sitting across from us. When I say entertaining I mean she was sitting on his lap grinding against him while he had his hand down her panties. What really impressed me was that he was carrying on a conversation with his buddies sitting next to him the entire time. Who says men can’t multi-task?
And then, the meat of the show, the “pussy” we’d been promised.
1. We were welcomed to the club with a sign made by one of the girls. She made this lovely bit of art by sticking a sharpie up her girly bits, squatting down, and writing on a sheet of paper using the movement of her hips. Her ‘lady parts writing’ was better than quite a bit of handwriting out there.
2. They were fond of eggs. Two different girls stuck eggs up their bits and demonstrated how to drop the egg out of their bits into a glass without breaking the egg.
3. One girl was able to use her girl parts as a bottle opener. She let the crowd tug on the metal cap before she opened it (swear to god, stuck it right up there, gave it a tug and with a snap and a hiss you had an open beverage) afterwards, she presented it to a male onlooker for a swig. He swigged.
4. I’m not sure how this worked, I don’t want to know and quite frankly it still grosses me out. The next act involved a girl with anempty coke bottle and a coke bottle full of water (or something). She poured (I’m not sure that’s the right word for what she did, but I really can’t come up with anything else) the water down her lady parts and then stood up, produced the empty coke bottle and stuck it up her bits only to have the bottle fill up with what looked like coke. She did not present the bottle to an onlooker for a drink. Thank God!
5. Instruments were played. Two girls, one with a small trumpet and the other with a whistle.
6. If anyone has seen Whale Rider, there’s a scene where the little girl berates the older ladies for smoking because they must preserve their “child bearing properties.” One of the older ladies makes a crack about smoking cigarettes down there, in their lady bits. Turns out, you can smoke cigarettes down there. We had a first-hand demonstration. Who knew?
7. There were darts. A girl, a tube, a few balloons. Balloons were handed out to members of the crowd. The pilot next to me was given one and the man in front of me had another, both of them holding them over their heads. Actually, it was more like the pilot was holding it over my head (because he is a great big wimp) and the man in front of me practically had it in front of my face (because he wasn’t paying attention to what was behind him being too mesmorized by what was in front of him). Anyhow, balloons in place, the performer lay on her back, stuck a tube down her bits full of darts, took aim, and fired. Now, don’t get me wrong, it was a cozy place but the distance was still substantial. This girl: did not miss. Of course, due to where the balloons were being held, I had both darts fall into my lap. During the entire process the only thing I could think of were horribly morbid headlines somewhere along the line of “Flight Attendant has eye shot out by dart propelled by woman’s vagina.” That’s not the way I want to go.
8. There were many examples of various items being pulled out of various lady parts, like strings of fake flowers and ping pong balls and throughout all of this I couldn’t help but wonder if they ever lost stuff up there with the amount of things they seemed to have tucked away. It would definitely be a new spin on losing your car keys.
At this point the show was over and the two bored girls came back on stage for another round of ‘banging your co-worker.’ In fact, most everybody I saw on stage looked bored out of their mind. Not that I’m asking for excitement and enthusiasm for doing the things they were doing, it was simply that I was not expecting the most predominant emotion to be boredom.
It was an interesting experience, one I have mixed feelings about. I'm glad I went, but I would not go again. It wasn't Thailand at its worst, but it was close. It was exploitative, but not knowing the details of just what was going on behind the scenes I can't hazard any guesses about why those girls were there and what motivated them to stay there. The only thing I can guess at is that the 'skills' they picked up involved a fair amount of practice.
I am perfectly content to not have to see any of that again. And can't help but hope that those girls get the chance to move onto something better with their lives.
Anyhow, that folks, was my Thai sex show experience. It was... something.
I hadn't intended to post about this. It got a passing mention in my last post about Thailand, but
nariya asked for details and well, I'm stuck in a hotel room with internet that's cutting off every few minutes so, here they are, the details. In all their nitty gritty glory. Another word of warning: I seem incapable of clinical descriptions. My fingers refuse to type things like "she pulled a string of fake flowers from a tube inserted into her vagina" so instead everything is 'lady parts' and 'girly bits'. I think I'd be more okay if this was fanfiction, but I really did see a naked girl get onstage and pull a string of fake flower from her girly parts.
So, warnings out of the way. Here goes.
The fact that we ended up in a sleazy bar in Pattaya Thailand watching a sex show was all my fault.
I’m capable of owning up to my own bad ideas. Of course, I may have started it but I should have known that when you throw out an idea involving ‘women', 'sex' and 'voyeurism’ to a group consisting mainly of men and one chick (whom I went through a sex catalogue with on my last flight in order to analyze the types of boob jobs the models have…) well, they’re going to take you up on bright ideas like: let’s go to a sex show!
And so we did.
We found said show by walking down the street and being approached by a gentleman touting “pussy pussy pussy.” This would be after I’d eaten a bug and thoroughly grossed everyone out, and the pilot who purchased the bug for me was still on a bit of a giddy high and well, apparently “pussy” is a magic word to men and shouldn't be combined with giddy highs.
So, off we went: Four men and three women, to watch other women do… well, I’ll get to that.
Quick side note about Pattaya and Thailand: Sex is big business. There is no concept of a “red light district” as far as I can tell, it’s all one big red light district. Walk down the street at night and people jump out of the woodwork offering a smorgasborg of sexual possibilities. Mostly catering towards men. If you're a man and want a hot, young thing to hang off your arm: Thailand is apparently the place to be. Another lesson to learn: just because it looks like a girl, doesn’t mean it is. Word to the wise.
In a nutshell, this is Pattaya: a beautiful place soaked in sex.
We didn’t know it at the time but when we walked into the place it was at the tail end of the show, which culminated with two beautiful Thai girls having sex on stage: said sex involving one girl wearing a strap on and the other bent over and taking it doggy style. That wasn’t the surprising part. The really surprising part was just how bored they both looked. It was very “another day at work, banging my coworker.”
And then, the show ended, the two bored, naked girls left the stage and the many girls working their way through the crowd decked out in neon green bikini tops and barely there skirts took their place, for 30 minutes of topless dancing.
Thirty minutes of sheer boredom in which I practically fell asleep on the shoulder of the pilot next to me (I’d only had 4 hours of sleep the night before).
There were two things that made this thirty minutes bearable. One was all the Thai girls on stage making eyes at our mechanic. The way the seating arrangements worked out involved a female being next to every male in our group except for our maintenance man, who was sitting next to another male pilot. Being the only man in the group without a woman next to him, all the Thai girls took that to mean he was available. There were many hip thrusts in his general direction, and much teasing from ours.
The second bit of amusement was the girl “entertaining” a male customer sitting across from us. When I say entertaining I mean she was sitting on his lap grinding against him while he had his hand down her panties. What really impressed me was that he was carrying on a conversation with his buddies sitting next to him the entire time. Who says men can’t multi-task?
And then, the meat of the show, the “pussy” we’d been promised.
1. We were welcomed to the club with a sign made by one of the girls. She made this lovely bit of art by sticking a sharpie up her girly bits, squatting down, and writing on a sheet of paper using the movement of her hips. Her ‘lady parts writing’ was better than quite a bit of handwriting out there.
2. They were fond of eggs. Two different girls stuck eggs up their bits and demonstrated how to drop the egg out of their bits into a glass without breaking the egg.
3. One girl was able to use her girl parts as a bottle opener. She let the crowd tug on the metal cap before she opened it (swear to god, stuck it right up there, gave it a tug and with a snap and a hiss you had an open beverage) afterwards, she presented it to a male onlooker for a swig. He swigged.
4. I’m not sure how this worked, I don’t want to know and quite frankly it still grosses me out. The next act involved a girl with anempty coke bottle and a coke bottle full of water (or something). She poured (I’m not sure that’s the right word for what she did, but I really can’t come up with anything else) the water down her lady parts and then stood up, produced the empty coke bottle and stuck it up her bits only to have the bottle fill up with what looked like coke. She did not present the bottle to an onlooker for a drink. Thank God!
5. Instruments were played. Two girls, one with a small trumpet and the other with a whistle.
6. If anyone has seen Whale Rider, there’s a scene where the little girl berates the older ladies for smoking because they must preserve their “child bearing properties.” One of the older ladies makes a crack about smoking cigarettes down there, in their lady bits. Turns out, you can smoke cigarettes down there. We had a first-hand demonstration. Who knew?
7. There were darts. A girl, a tube, a few balloons. Balloons were handed out to members of the crowd. The pilot next to me was given one and the man in front of me had another, both of them holding them over their heads. Actually, it was more like the pilot was holding it over my head (because he is a great big wimp) and the man in front of me practically had it in front of my face (because he wasn’t paying attention to what was behind him being too mesmorized by what was in front of him). Anyhow, balloons in place, the performer lay on her back, stuck a tube down her bits full of darts, took aim, and fired. Now, don’t get me wrong, it was a cozy place but the distance was still substantial. This girl: did not miss. Of course, due to where the balloons were being held, I had both darts fall into my lap. During the entire process the only thing I could think of were horribly morbid headlines somewhere along the line of “Flight Attendant has eye shot out by dart propelled by woman’s vagina.” That’s not the way I want to go.
8. There were many examples of various items being pulled out of various lady parts, like strings of fake flowers and ping pong balls and throughout all of this I couldn’t help but wonder if they ever lost stuff up there with the amount of things they seemed to have tucked away. It would definitely be a new spin on losing your car keys.
At this point the show was over and the two bored girls came back on stage for another round of ‘banging your co-worker.’ In fact, most everybody I saw on stage looked bored out of their mind. Not that I’m asking for excitement and enthusiasm for doing the things they were doing, it was simply that I was not expecting the most predominant emotion to be boredom.
It was an interesting experience, one I have mixed feelings about. I'm glad I went, but I would not go again. It wasn't Thailand at its worst, but it was close. It was exploitative, but not knowing the details of just what was going on behind the scenes I can't hazard any guesses about why those girls were there and what motivated them to stay there. The only thing I can guess at is that the 'skills' they picked up involved a fair amount of practice.
I am perfectly content to not have to see any of that again. And can't help but hope that those girls get the chance to move onto something better with their lives.
Anyhow, that folks, was my Thai sex show experience. It was... something.
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Date: 2008-07-12 02:44 am (UTC)*wipes off monitor* BWAH AH HA!!!
Seriously, though - you have to wonder if those girls were there of their own free will. *has heard some absolutely horrid things about the treatment of women/children in Thailand*
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Date: 2008-07-12 03:04 am (UTC)myGod.
My girly bits are feeling a bit sore just thinking about how in the hell they do that stuff and um. The WHYS and HOWS and I can't believe you actually SAT THROUGH THAT AHAHAH!
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Date: 2008-07-12 03:08 am (UTC)I did wonder. They were all older girls, and tip baskets were being passed around for the performers, but really I have no clue. I've only seen a small portion of what goes on in that country and it's hard to describe properly even though it's just so completely blatant.
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Date: 2008-07-12 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-12 03:54 am (UTC)this is Pattaya: a beautiful place soaked in sex.
Funny, that's how I describe the online world. *G*
It sounds like one of those things you have to see to believe but after you see it, you wouldn't want to do again.
The darts though. That's impressive.
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Date: 2008-07-12 03:59 am (UTC)Now, here's the thing: if a man were to... I don't know... break boards or lift things with his penis, would you find that sexually attractive? Umm, no. Women (as a sweeping generalization) would just find it weird and disturbing. This leads me to wonder, what the hell is wrong with men?
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:53 am (UTC)Girly bits are not bottle openers. Please stop. Also, girly bit space is not a bus station storage locker.
Signed,
All girly bits across the world.
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Date: 2008-07-12 02:55 pm (UTC)In the online world, at least you can stick your head in the sand. In Pattaya everything is "Weeeee sex! dirty old men! pussy pussy pussy!"
And it was completely one of those things. Very much a been there, done that, never doing it again thing.
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