Non-Fiction

I conclude my late-night stroll and repay a karmic debt the next day.

In this entry, Jim meets Dan (the ‘Gogo Guru’ who appears in Book II, Canto II) and barfines Jao (the ‘Bargirl Buddha’ of Canto V).

In this entry, Jim meets Nam (she is referred to in Canto II, but the context is different).

A series of diary entries which record the experiences behind the Bangkok Don Juan Cantos. There are no specific links to the Cantos in this extract – just general background as Jim orients himself in the fleshpots of Soi Cowboy.

A series of authentic diary entries which record the experiences behind the Bangkok Don Juan Cantos.

She was a real beauty, not a 9+ but a real, solid 10. I could never get the pronunciation of her name quite right, so I will just call her "Bee". She was the number 2 show-girl in Queens Castle 1, in Patpong, and the number 1 show-girl was at the use-by date stage. Between these two women were split the various shows, razor blades, needles, ribbons, soda bottles, darts, and all of the rest.

A Ghost from previous employment haunts me. I haven’t always worked in the same place. I changed employment about 7 months ago, leaving a position where I had a lot of contact with many people, all of varied backgrounds and origins. Some of these people were memorable, some less so, and there were some who were absolutely unforgettable. One of the unforgettables, I remembered for her physical attributes; her oversize and excellently shaped breasts, crowned with what seemed to be permanently-erect nipples.

Do all the b-gals have local men?

In which I have what turns out to be a moving and memorable experience that begins under the most unlikely of circumstances.

Late-night madness in the world's biggest open-air meat market.

What happens when a naive young man marries a bar girl on the rebound.

Touch-down Bangkok airport, gotta shitload of condoms, do The Deed, nail them all. In Bangkok, Isaan, Pattaya and on Samui.

When I'm 84 - will I be like him? Carried upstairs by too young ugly empty-eyed trembling pale Chinese whores? When I'm 84 - who will need me, who will feed me?

Oh my god, why did he ever start to listen to these desaster chicks. He knows too much now he never wanted to know. He needs a whiskey now. A whiskey and a stage, bouncing with nude things.

What happens when you trust a bar girl?