(Follows from Batam on Ramadhan 2015 #5b - SATURDAY NIGHT)
For me, Sunday is the day to spend walking around Nagoya Hill, hoping to meet some single lady bored on shopping. But I have different projects for today! I am still disappointed for the virgin photo-model I missed, and this still causes me a massive hard on, which would make troublesome for me walking around the mall without being noticed.
All these days, I kept on thinking to my two lovely girls NA&YA, who I booked on Thursday afternoon from a massage joint (
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Today I want to relax, and I want to relax with my two sweet girls in the best possible way.
One more time, I note that there is the popular misconception that Ramadhan is not a good period to visit Batam, because (supposedly) girls leave to go back to their home kampung, or most places are closed, etc. That's not true. Actually, most girls leave in the second half of Ramadhan, approaching the Hari Raya. Moreover, joints are closed at day time, but they are open at night, or accessible by alternative ways in the day anyway. The good thing is that there is less people coming from Singapore to book girls, because most people simply does not know what to do. The overall result is that there are more girls available and less competition, if one just knows how to move around.
I go straight to the same joint at 1pm, without even alerting my girls by SMS. No customers at all. The room is full of girls, everyone smiles to me, but two girls among all stand up and smile so wide, to flash me with their white teeth. I just smile them back and say "Come on, let's go!"
I firmly tell papi that I am going to pay less than the other time. Thursday I paid 2.1M (discounted from first price 1M + 1.2M = 2.2M) for the two. Today I deserve a further discount, because I book two girls, instead of just one like everyone does, and I also book them for the second day. He says a sharp "NO", but I do not deflect: I put 2M on the desk and I say I am going to leave and wait for the girls in my room. He finally accepts. I don't see why he should have not.
NA&YA arrive to my room dressed normally, with jeans and t-shirt. It's a pity, because I saw them in the fish-tank, how sexy they look dressed with heels and short dress, but that’s the appropriate dress code for what I want to do today.
They enter the room and look at me silent, like to ask with their open eyes: "Then?? What do we do now?"
I just reply: "Did you eat already? Today we go to Barelang to eat seafood at the kelong restaurant. Happy?"
I know they are not fasting because of puasa, so I know I am not making an indecent proposal.
Last time I was to Barelang, it was 3 years ago. Since then, I never had the right opportunity, or I never had the right company who could deserve it. I think NA&YA, in spite of the job they do for sustaining their families, are special and deserve that "honour". The adventure costs me additional 400k for the taxi (4 hours, negotiated 350k) and about 400k for the very abundant meal (kepiting, kerapu, udang, kampis, veggies,…), but it's really worth. The place is wonderful (4th bridge, Aneka Selera) and the seafood excellent.
NA&YA are really not used to customers who treat them so well as me, I think. They never went there. They tell me that they hear waiters talking about me and saying
"This bule was here already many times, but years ago, and always with different girls!". Shit! I could not imagine people could remember me after years…
We go back to my room after 6pm. Play time finally! Amazing 3-some again. This time, I start with NA (Thursday I mainly bonked YA, helped in anything by NA) while YA is still showering. When YA joins us, we both welcome her in our arms.
YA is the younger one (22), while NA is 30. NA is riding on me, when YA comes to us and we both hug her like to welcome a family member. I spontaneously say "ANAK KITA!!" and we burst out in a strong laugh. Fun time.
As on Thursday, I don't force them to sleep overnight with me (not that I would not like to sleep with them in my arms, but I prefer to leave doors open to the
Unknown and Unforeseen for the night). I let them go back to their rooms (one has kids in Batam), with good tip and again 2 dozens of donuts from JCo around 10pm.
Now it's midnight. I am alone. I begin to think I've been an asshole to send them back home. So, what do I do now?
I go to Pacific at 12am: totally empty. Desolated. Never seen Pacific so empty.
I move to Newton at 1am. Lots of people, but far from full. Nobody interesting. Sunday is not the day for meeting good people in disco, especially on Ramadhan.
Magic appearance around 2am: a little dark-skin girl, luminous smile. She holds me tight immediately, but she does not look an eager working girl. Once downstairs at food court, the light reveals her as a nice pretty girl. I take her to my hotel. Once sitting on my bed, I ask her (finally) how much (I KNOW: this is NOT the best strategy). She says 500k is enough. Ok. Good experience overall, but not WIR. She is not new to the job, as she admits.
Judging
ex-post, it would have been much better for me to sleep with my two angels, but if we could foresee the future, we could solve problems which are way more serious than this.
I leave her a tip and I finally sleep (6am).
(Follows to Batam on Ramadhan 2015 #7 - MONDAY)