Thailand, Pattaya,
05-04-2010.
With my time in this crazy Southeast Asian Big Party Place called Pattaya slowly coming to an end, contemplation is mine, getting pensive on the boulevard late at night about my trip while hungry Hot Mommas actively try to convince me a shorttime at bargain prices really is what I am looking for...they might even be right and Lord Buddha knows they need the dough with such few h*rny Farang males around at this time of year...the continuous Red Shirt rallies back in Bangkok aren't improving things much for international tourism in Thailand in general and surely not for the Hot momma trade in paticular here in the Big Male Farang Kingdom....
Police hassles late at night with ladies of the night running across Beach Road trying hard to escape police capture and a subsequent hefty 500 Baht fine for solicitation does not really improve their hungry status either...I watch from my comfortable seating place on the Dutch Bench while brown-clad officers of Thailand's finest run after Hot Mommas whose high-heeled platform shoes are no match for well-trained Thai cops whose copper minds are set on their monthly pay-off for an expensive motorbike, maybe some clothing money for the Miranoi - second wive in Thai - or just some spare cash in the police man's wallet....two police songthaews with bars in front of paneless car windows packed with slutily dressed young local women - many of which I recognise from my frequent walks up and down the boulevard, betray me that once again the coppers are the winners tonight and that their female contemporaries are getting even more hungry and desperate tomorrow after having paid the necessary fine and being released...just to return to their habitual nighttime activities....
The 7/Eleven across the road is full with scared females whose light-brown skins glow with the film of persperation caused by fearfull running on high heels, trying to look busy paging through Thai pin-up magazines, discussing the merits of different shades of make-up and lip stick but in reality having no Dinero to buy even a single cup of Java but having to sit it out inside the 7/Eleven untill Thailand's brown-clad finest decide enough is enough, our Songthaews are full, happy to know that tonight's fines will support their lavish life styles another couple of days...
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