The Classroom is small bar owned by a couple of Brits in Pattaya. It is well run & friendly. The bar fine (price to take the dancer out of the bar) is around $6.00. The cost of the dancer for 24 hours is around $40.00. Drinks are in the $2.00 range.
The reason I am reviewing the “Classroom” is it has a website and you can see the pics of the dancers google (classroom Pattaya). The pics are current and up to date. To get to Pattaya you board an Air Thai flight and $1200.00 and 25 hours later you are in Bangkok.
A short two hour cab ride from Bangkok to Pattaya $10.00 and you are at the beach. Temp today was 70 low and 87 high. Check in at the Lek hotel $25.00 a night. Nice rooms, good American and Asian food buffets twice a day for $2.00.
There are 10,000 strippers in Pattaya most Asian with a few Ukrainians and Russians at a couple of the new places. The Russian mob is making a move to expand in Pattaya. Beer is 7% or 14 proof so be aware one six pack here is like two in America.
I was excited the first time I got here. Pattaya is not like Bangkok it is more casual and free wheeling. The people dress like it is a beach town. I walked down beach road at noon and it was a hot day and I was sweating and in need of some AC and something cool to drink and I popped into the Tahitian Go Go. Go Go in Thailand means strip club. I didn’t figure much action because in Thailand things don’t usually start till 9 or 10 at night.
The Tahitian was rocking and the beer was cold and before I knew it I had two tiny Thai ladies on my lap. Some of the clubs have short time rooms in the clubs and this was one. So for a mere pittance instead of a lap dance I opted for a threesome and a couple of beers only because they promised to wipe me down with iced towels for an hour before we started playing (I was really hot, like in temperature hot not hot horny). They of course have iced towels at the ready, doesn’t everyone?
After that I was ready for lunch and chose a local micro brewery with excellent wheat beer and Italian food took a short nap, a swim and then set out to see what the town had to offer.
A short ways away from the Lek hotel is the Classroom A Go Go . I had not intended on going there but three charming young women in school girl uniforms pulled me in off of the street into the cool erotic interior. It is a small club with 50 seats and 50 dancers. There were ten girls on stage at a time for three songs each. A couple approached me but I told them I just wanted to look for a while and have a couple of beers. My pen lai, phom do do sam sip natee, go dye go dye. Thank you I just want to look for 30 minutes ok? That was fine and I watched the dancers. And listened to the music. Not too loud and some of the songs I even recognized. The music is a strange mix of oldies, hip hop, remixes and Thai stuff. The sound system was good and there was no DJ in sight.
Although DJ’s are cool in Thailand not like the average American, I just left my lawn mowing job and now I am a rock star type. Most of the time DJ’s will play anything you ask them to play and if you offer them money for sure they will play it.
There were a few augmented breasts and a bunch of tattoos. I like the tattoos but not the augmented, I was OK.
I am psychic so I looked around the room for a reading. From one corner I got incredible sadness. I scanned closer and it was a petite lady who looked to be about 25 (she was actually 32) and she is in the tattoo section of the Classroom web site.
I got up and walked over to her which is unusual in a Thai strip club and it gave her much face (respect). I invited her over to my table and bought her a drink and asked her “Kuhn sow, tom my” (you sad why) She freaked and said, “you speak Thai?) I retreated quickly and said I speak a few words but not much. I asked her again in English why are you sad. She said my lover just die they BBQ him today (cremate, and that was as close as she could get in English). He old but he was a good man and I loved him.
The guy was from California and his attorney had just called her to say he had left her an amount of money and he was dead. It was not a small amount of money and one would have thought she would be dancing on the tables but she was sad because she liked the guy (or maybe thought there was more money there if he had lived but sad because he was gone was the impression I got).
After the afternoon I was not particularly horny but I wanted to see the local sites. I found mama san and paid her bar fine and returned to the table without telling her this. We had another drink and talked and she got up on stage and danced and came back to the table. I said lets go now. She said, you have to pay bar fine. I told her I paid it an hour ago and she hugged my neck and smiled for the first time.
She changed clothes and de strippered herself. She wore a semi short jean skirt and conservative top and low heels and we set off.
I told her I wanted a big lobster, a salad and garlic bread. I don’t know how to say lobster or garlic bread in Thai so I think I told her I wanted crab and rice but it worked out. She spoke enough English to understand bread and Italian (garlic) and we ended up at a great little restaurant where I could pick my own live lobster out of a tank. They had to go to the grocery store to get me butter and a loaf of bread. But they actually went to the frigging grocery store and bought a loaf of bread and butter. I made crushing motions with a few dozen cloves of garlic (lots of garlic in Thailand restaurants) and they put it on the bread and grilled it over charcoal. I forgot that they don’t have any salad dressing so I ended up putting some kind of sweet mayo on my salad but that was ok. It was a giant lobster (2lbs) and fresh out of the tank. She had some cheap Thai food and it cost me 40 bucks.
Then she took me on a tour of the town. Hard core disco, live band, black from LA playing hip hop and the place was jammed. 500 people from all over the world dancing. Then a blues club, Thai and Louisiana musicians playing blues with a lead singer that I swore sounded just like Janice Joplin. A couple of other strip clubs where she had friends working and she got up on stage and danced for me. By now its 2:00 Am and she is drunk. I would have been drunk except she was drinking too much and I realized there had to be one semi sober person in the couple. She has me by the hand and is towing me in the direction of my hotel. I ask her what the hurry? She says, I want to fuck. I know you American and have big dick and I want to fuck.
Ok now we have a reality check here. I am not young I am not good looking and I don’t have a big dick.
Is this a hooker? Is this a stripper? She speaks one hundred maybe two hundred words of English and I speak maybe 300 words of Thai. She is 30 years my junior and has danced with me in discos without a hint of remorse for me being so old and her so young. She has actually shown me off and protected me from other women like jealous she wolf. Money? So far the exchange has been 10 dollars. We have not talked about money (her fee). I am treating her like a lady, that’s all.
Now she is drunk and she wants to screw.
OK back to the hotel. The security takes her ID card on the way in (for my protection) and we head up to the room. She jumps in the shower and grabs me and pulls me in with her. We finish the shower and have sex, although it was more than that because she is having sex in memory of the dead guy in California. It was poignant and tender she even showed me pictures of the old guy. KY none needed she is there as soon as I touch her. Now that’s the moment of truth. Is she wet when I touch her?
She sleeps soundly. When I awake in the morning she is cheery and ready for breakfast. No talk about money yet. The only thing she asks me is how much the hotel room costs. After breakfast she hires a motor bike driver and tells me to hop on. I am lost at this point not really understanding what is going on but I jump on this 125cc Honda dream and she jumps behind me. The three of us on one motor bike drive for 20 minutes to a rather drab but new condo complex outside Pattaya. She takes me up four flights of stairs to her condo. Yes, she owns it. It is small but immaculately clean and informs me, “You stay here now.” I say how much? She says, you pay bar fine what you pay me is up to you.
The dancers in Thailand work 6 days a week. If they want a day off they pay for it. Roughly they get a 50% kickback on the drinks they sell and the bar fines. I stayed a week with her. I paid her 20 dollars a day. Every day we had a new experience, new clubs, new food, new friends and new entertainment.
Why am I writing this?
Payback I guess.
I am looking for a woman who tells me what she wants and what is going to cost me up front.
Here, Bangkok or Pattaya if you ask the right questions you get the right answers. Here it is simple, stripped of the social conventions that I have become so tired of. How much? Key Bhat, how much Bhat (Bhat, Thai currency) Tao ly, how much. Given you make a deal everything is great.
I am a simple minded. I am a compartmentalized guy. I can separate sex and love. I can separate love and emotion. I just want to know how much is this going to cost me.
I don’t need the prettiest girl in the house.
I been there and done that and know I can’t afford it.
What motivated this post?
#1. A thread on the pink site. About it being so hard to be a stripper. Before Katrine was a financial Guru she was a stripper. I think she would think the financial Guru much harder work for the compensation. I could be wrong and invite her to comment. Off hand I can think of two hundred jobs that are harder both physically and mentally than stripping and pay a whole lot less than stripping.
#2. A porn star friend of mine gets upset at guys at her strip club asking her for sex. She participates in gang bangs weekly on cam and does not think this is a reason for people to think she is a sex worker.
#3. The guys. Not the cheap Charlie’s that are going into the clubs for a 20 dollar release but the guys that spend some cash. Don’t waste your cash on some Western lesbian feminist who posts about you like you were a retarded ATM. Come to Thailand.
If you are going to get screwed you might as well get screwed.



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