A Happy Halloween Ending
So it’s shortly after sunset on Halloween night and I’m cruising down soi 6 looking for photo opps.
I quickly encounter this creature who indeed looks frightening.
The thing sees me and steps closer, glaring downward at me as I recoil in instinctive fear.
I continue shakily walking up soi 6 feeling all shook up – mostly because I do not know whether the nightmarish ghoul is a man or woman.
I then come across a heartwarming sight.
The bargirl kept repeating “20-baht” as the price for taking photos of her baby.
But I had decided beforehand that I was going to give her 100 baht. I felt good to see her happy surprise when I did.
Although I am Pattaya’s Cheapest Charlie, I can still feel like a rich man just by over-tipping in small amounts.
For instance, when riding in those pickup-truck songthaews, I usually hand the driver a 20-baht bill and say, “Keep the change.”
The look of surprised delight on the driver’s face is a spark of instant joy between us.
I know that unexpected tip of 10 baht is special to him – because no one else tips the driver.
I like to think that I was the highlight of that driver’s day.
I imagine him smiling to himself when thinking about me for a short while – the old farang man with a good heart.
All this for only 10 baht.
I continue strolling up soi 6.
I’m always wary when shooting in bar areas because most people inside them don’t want their photos taken.
But I noticed many bargirls last night were eagerly engaging with several roaming Asian vloggers, smiling and laughing into their video cameras.
And why not?
Why should a Thai bargirl be paranoid about her friends or family possibly seeing her on YouTube and ruining her life – when it’s only horny Korean men back home who will watch these Korean-language videos. No one else cares.
The payoff for a smart soi 6 bargirl who does not fear her 5 minutes of YT fame, is when a lonely Korean simp viewer is smitten at the first sight of her on his phone screen.
The lonely rich Korean with his silly money then quickly flies to Thailand to visit his new Thai girlfriend, to flood her with wads of cash as her latest sugar daddy.
While I stroll past the bars, I notice that a popular bargirl costume seems to be a sinister dark nun/nurse outfit – but most costumed bargirls are not so scary or even that sexy.
I was all set to take one of the best costumes, with a bloody small saw planted on the top of a bargirl’s head.
But I got spooked by a bargirl behind me who grabbed my arm to hustle me inside her bar.
I broke free of her greedy grasping hands and fled the scene like a bat from hell.

I suddenly pause outside Kawaii bar when I encounter a bewitching young bargirl.
She casts an evil spell on my dick, which instantly hardens inside my shorts when I first see her.
I approach my enchanting sexy witch and offer her a drink, and quickly asking the most important question: “You do Short Time?”
She replies with the magic words, “Yes, Short Time.”
Yessssssss!
I’m rejoicing inside as we enter her dark and noisy Halloween cavern.

The hedonism party rages inside Kawaii bar.

My ST bargirl “Mint” getting our drinks.

After she returns with our drinks, I ask my usual questions while chatting comfortably.

I find out Mint is age 21, from Nakhon Phanom.
She been in Pattaya one month.
Mint has no boyfriend. And most importantly, no baby.
A strange Halloween creature then enters the bar, as jovial laughter erupts.

Pretending to be amused by the lame attention-seeker, I use him as cover to sneak a few quick photos of Mint.
After the bar quiets down, I cut to the chase and ask Mint how much for ST.
She replies 2,000 baht. But she readily lowers it to 1,700 baht after my counter-offer of 1,500 baht.
Sold!
I quickly pay the bar tab and 400-baht room charge — and off we go upstairs to the private den of forbidden pleasure.
In Kawaii’s ST room, we quickly strip and take separate showers.
The action begins with my usual sensual “massage” before fucking.
I now recall that Mind does not do blowjobs.
But I did not really mind, because I was more worried about being able to fuck.
Within this past week, she will be my fourth P4P fuck.
This is way over my survival budget as a 71-year-old retired sexpat, and recent prostate cancer survivor.
On the previous night, I had been impotent with my favorite spinner masseuse, pictured below.
My dick was hard enough to enter my honey’s pussy twice – but each time my tired old dick would soften after a couple dozen strokes.

My cancer follow-up hormone shots for the next two years will reduce my testosterone to near zero, since any undetected cancer cells feed on it.

However, a common side effect low testosterone is lessening sexual desire and possible impotence until the hormone shots end.
But even with a weakened dick that conked out twice, I still had a great time with my loving and affectionate main squeeze GFE spinner.
Tt was actually one of the best loving and tender sessions that I ever had with a female in my lonely wasted life.
I was a kinder and gentler monger in my last encounter with my beloved one, instead of my plunging deeply and strongly into her helpless pussy while she smiles bravely up at me.
But alone with my sexy young Mint, I had to delve deep into my “shadow” self to give my dick needed dark power on this demonic night – and release my raging inner beast!
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I am finally able to get hard by oiling my dick with lube, and rubbing it against Mind’s ass cheeks without penetrating her orifices.
As a dirty grandpa, I hugely enjoy the filthy thrill of giving a young Thai chick my special “Thai” massage.
I gleefully savor the wondrous sensation of stroking her obscenely-younger ripe body with my hideously wrinkled creepy old-man hands.
If I were back home in the West, I would get arrested and jailed for touching a young chick like this!
So I’m straddling Mint while she lies face down on the bed, mashing my dick and balls between soft fleshy ass cheeks, rubbing against her hidden dark crevice of joy.
I then begin hammering Mint fast and furiously with my fearsome weapon of rock-hard destruction.
Meanwhile she lies squirming under me, yelping and moaning and gasping in submission to genital-slapping unholy joy on this darkest Halloween night of nights.
But I ended up not finishing — because it was going to be one of those days when I inexplicably won’t spurt no matter how long I fuck.
So I mindlessly continued pounding Mint while she continued moaning and yelping – which only incited me further to become her demented, cruel master.
And yet, this strong bargirl witch kept begging for more.
So I gave it to her.
“You want more babe? You want me to fuck you harder?” I would ask Mint forcefully while ramming into her pussy balls-deep.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, baby!”
And yet . . . how long more can this go on?
From here to eternity?
While laying on Mint, my mashed limp dick wiggling like a struggling slug in its death throes against her ass cheek crevice, I insistently suggest into Mint’s ear that we fuck all night on this bed.
As she just lays silently under me, I say to her forcefully, “We fuck, sleep, wake up and fuck, eat, fuck, sleep, wake up and fuck . . .”
I would guess that I fucked Mint longer than 30 minutes. (already very long for me.) In fact what happened was my dick started getting soft, so I just stopped fucking.
I was also stoned and drunk, so my time perception could be faulty.
But after the actual fucking stopped, we still continued to lay together, as I kept massaging Mint while straddling her.
I then began giving Mint a really “strong” Thai back massage, really kneading her shoulders and neck, like I had experienced from so many masseuses.
Mint was a rare bargirl who seemed to like the strong pressure, and not wince and yell out, “Jep Jep!” like other weaker bargirls, even with laughably light massage strokes.
I have found that small skinny chicks are the worst in their low pain-tolerance for my special “therapeutic” massage.
It seemed like Mint and I were in no hurry to go anywhere, with me only “dry humping” her soft ass cheeks occasionally, with no penetration by my limp dead dick.
But I started eventually feeling weary and started waiting for Mint to get up.
But Mint acted like she just wanted to keep lying comfortably on the bed, for me to massage and leisurely fuck her until the end of time.
Easily more than an hour had passed before Mint finally got up, and we slowly showered and dressed.
I was only able to get a few quick shots of an interesting spider tattoo on Mint’s neck.
She would not allow anything else to be photographed.

I couldn’t get Mint to agree or move to change her pose, for better lighting and showcasing the tattoo, so the photo isn’t good.
After paying Mint and adding a 100-baht tip, which she really appreciated, I left Kawaii and continued strolling down soi 6, still packed with wild and witchy wanton women.
When I reached Beach Road, I crossed the street and bicycled on the sidewalk to Central Festival – where I had a satisfying beer and bowl of noodle soup.
Feeling tired and momentarily content, I then cruised up Beach Road to check out the scene.
It was about 9 p.m. when I spotted Dao.
She was standing in her usual spot under trees by the sidewalk, nearby the entrance to soi 13/1.
I stopped to chat with Dao. She quickly suggested boom-boom with me – but I had no power and not much money left.
I was mesmerized by the awesome sight of Dao’s splendid tits showcased by a glittering jewel that was actually sparkling from reflected light.
I immediately asked Dao if I could just take photos of her standing right there, looking so sexy it’s unreal.
I promised a Dao a tip for being my beach “model,” so of course she immediately agreed.
A Pattaya sex forum member once described Dao this way: “She’s kind of full of herself – but not in a bad way.”
Sadly, last night Dao was sparkling in bejeweled splendor – but my photos failed miserably to capture the dazzle of her fleshy, sizzling presence.
Her two playful quick poses turned out to be the best shots.
In truth I feel indifferent about fucking Dao, because my fetish is to fuck slim young spinners. It’s unlikely we will repeat fuck – despite Dao’s sublime suck-and-fuck skills, her friendly attitude and her great service.
But I like Dao, and I want her to like me.
So I gave Dao 300 baht and joked, “This is for “guin khao (eat).”
I enjoyed Dao’s surprised reaction.
To me, this is money well spent on goodwill and friendship – which is priceless.
Hasta la vista, you sexy creature!
