Vietnam - HCM

[darzee]

Hey bro SingViet, so u tried De Nhat Health Club and like it huh....good for u...kekeke....you should try the VIP room, cost a bit more but shiok.

I'm back in HCMC till next monday....will make my round there...Cheers

[SingViet]

Originally Posted by darzee

Hey bro SingViet, so u tried De Nhat Health Club and like it huh....good for u...kekeke....you should try the VIP room, cost a bit more but shiok.

I'm back in HCMC till next monday....will make my round there...Cheers

Bro Darzee,

I was there early but the VIP room is already fully booked. What a disappointment. But i will surely make a few more trips down to the Health Club till i get to enjoy the VIP room

[sassina2]

Introduction

I made my first visit to Ho Chi Minh City in late January 2003. During that visit, I spent both nights drinking and meeting freelance women in Apocalypse, and, learnt the hard way that, women were not allowed in my 3-star Hotel Kimdo (nor at many other nice hotels in the city).

Nevertheless, I found a way to get my cutie pie into my room at the Hotel Kimdo and that night (my second of two) ensured, that I would return again. It was sensous sex with a sweet Vietnamese flavour, a TOTAL GFE that you don’t find easily even if you include the Philippines and Thailand. The Vietnamese version is more intense and incredibly “biting”; at least for me, it was.

This recent May, with the commencement of Low Cost Carrier Tiger Airways from Singapore to Ho Chi Minh City, I was able to visit Ho Chi Minh City again. While it was only 3 nights over 4 days, I hoped that we would find enough time to do more places including the infamous Zoo area where freelance motorcycle riding whores would pick us up so I had read.

On May 23rd, having arrived back home after an exhausting 3 night/4 day visit, I have now booked another flight to visit again in late July. Mad, some of my friends thought.

What could I do? I was hooked to return at the earliest opportunity. This despite the fact that my travel schedule right up to September was all blanked out!

Ho Chi Minh City is not cheap for mongerers, nor, is it “in your face” as it is in AC and Pattaya or Bangkok. For me, the Viet ladies are proving to be alluring.

Getting There & Accommodation
From Singapore, besides Tiger Airways, Vietnam Air and Singapore Airlines fly there daily. You can also book to fly via Bangkok (with or without a stopover in Bangkok) to Ho Chi Minh city on Thai International.

There are good connections via Bangkok, Hong Kong and Taipei and other Asian capital.

The best thing to do is to check out zuji.com and other internet sites to see if you can hook into a “best deal” or special fare offer. The local tour operator in your locality (whether it’s in the US, Europe or Asia) can also be found to be selling a good value for money package which is best for airfare-hotel combination.


The Avian Flu
In Vietnam, people have died from the outbreaks of avian flu and travelers are reminded to avoid situations where they may be exposed to live poultry or birds.


Some facts for the Traveler
Visas
In Singapore, visit this URL to apply for your Vietnam visa http://www.applyentryvisas.com.sg/index.html Bangkok appears to be one of the popular places to get one. Best to get a travel agency to assist in the application if time is of the essence. Tourist visas for a 30 day stay would cost you about us $40 in Bangkok. ASEAN nationals do not need a visa for a visit.

When to Go?
In the South, the wet season is from May to November and the dry season from December to April. For mongering activities, rain is not an issue.

During Tet, the major Festival for Vietnamese, usually around late January or early February (according to the Lunar Calendar), hotels run full and many establishments are closed from one to two weeks. Unless you are specifically there for the festivities, it’s best to avoid Tet.

Public Holidays
late Jan / early Feb - Tet
30 Apr - Liberation of Saigon
1 May - Labour Day
Aug - Wandering Souls Day
1 Jan - New Year's Day
3 Feb - Communist Party Foundation
19 May - Ho Chi Minh's Birthday
28 May - Buddha's Enlightenment
2 Sep - National Day
3 Sep - Ho Chi Minh's Death Anniversary

Money and Costs
The Vietnamese Dong is not an international currency and it is best to change some local currency on arrival at Saigon Airport.

Change the bulk for your needs when you are in the city as the rates are better there than at the airport.

Cost of Meals
From 15,000 Dongs to 30,000 Dongs if you eat at the budget local styled places while modest meals in simple food shops would cost from 30,000 Dongs to 50,000 Dongs. In the finer places such as hotel coffee shops and fancier restaurants, expect to pay from 100,000 Dongs upwards.

Accommodation
Budget accommodation are from US$5 to US$10 while the better budget rooms are from US$10 to US$25. Expect to pay from US$25 to US$55 for “star-rated” hotels and more than US$55 for the upper end hotels many of which are now charging more than US$100.

In hotels and the better establishments, a service charge of 5% is added to bills so there is no need to tip. However, in other places, a small tip will be appreciated by the staff. This includes hired drivers and guides.

Vietnam Today
While pristine beaches, mountains and misty forests abound, Vietnam’s major attraction is it’s rich culture and the charm of it’s lovely people.

Ho Chin Minh City
Ho Chi Minh City is a bustling economic centre, the largest city in the country, and the cultural trendsetter. Within this the melting pot, you will find timeless traditions and beauty of an ancient culture.

Ho Chi Minh City has several excellent museums that explore its dramatic history and feature everything from horrific images of the war and revolution to political art. In particular, I found the War Museum most intriguing. Here, the emphasis is to tell about the war from the Vietnamese perspective. If you are American, you might find it “hostile”.

I spent more than an hour just reading about the many famous and brave newsmen and photographers who covered the war, and, never made it back.

You would not want to leave Ho Chi Minh city without making at least one round at this museum.

Within the city, botanical gardens, temples, pagodas and churches beckon and inspire.

Motorcycles are the primary means of local transportation for many.

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[sassina2]

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Mongerx, 5Cents and I had boarded Singapore’s Tiger Airways’s flight TR 328 for Ho Chi Minh City at 12.25pm. On arrival about an hour and half later, we were efficiently picked up by the Hotel’s car and driven to the upscale Sedona Apartment Hotel at Le Loi Boulevard which we had booked for a small “ransom” per day.

Our original reservations were at a modest 3 star just a little out of District One whose Manager had promised no hassles with night visitors. In most of Saigon, the 3-5 star type hotels have a very strict policy on girls visiting the rooms overnight.

My discovery of an old friend with some influence allowed us to switch to the upscale Sedona Apartment located in District One with the promise of it being “girl-friendly” for our visit.

Arrival and check in was smooth enough and by 3.30pm, we were raring to go out and “get our ears wet.”

A Saigon based Singapore friend who was going to take us out mongering was not contactable as I had forgotten to ask for his local contact telephone numbers. The only thing was to wait for him to call on us at the hotel.

Meantime, P*****, the influential friend who fixed our hotel was buried in a staff meeting and could not be disturbed.

Impatient, we decided to go out and get some local currency. Nearby, adjacent to the city’s posh Opera House area, we found a busy looking money changer and were all converted to local millionaires at the rate of 9500 vietnamese dongs to 1 S$.

It was still early and I spoke to the male money changer to ask him about the area Pham Ngu Lau and he smiled widely and said “good”! Lots of drinking places and action and so I arranged for him to hail us a taxi into which we hopped.

As we arrived in the vicinity, it became apparent that this was a “backpacker” type area in similar vein to Bangkok’s Khao San Road. Here, many down-market and affordable hotels and accommodations both on and off the main road. Pubs, shops, eateries and an assortment of services including numerous internet cafes.

I popped into one to deal with an urgent work related mail before we were reunited outside to wander around the area. Of interest to us with this brief inspection was a “Hot Toc” hair salon called Le Duyen where the uniformed girls were a good sample of more lovely things to come in Ho Chi Minh City.

Near at the Liberty Hotel, we found a clean looking upstairs Massage Place and went in to enquire about rates and services available. 80,000 Dongs per hour and 300,000 for the VIP service. On further enquiry, the receptionist gave us a cute smile but would give nothing away. We decided that we would go and check out the Hot Toc salon that we saw earlier.

As we entered the place, my phone rang and my friend Chris had arrived at our Hotel Apartment looking for me. Mongerx and 5cents were determined to have some fun in Le Duyen so I excused myself to go meet up with Chris at the apartment, a 10 minute ride there by taxi.

At the Hotel Apartment, Chris, P***** (who had finished his meeting) and I shared some drinks while we made small talk about the local scene and what there was lined up for the evening. Only Chris was able to come along so we finished our drink and hopped into a taxi to go get the guys from Le Duyen. We found them in the upstairs room still having their massage.

There was no hanky panky going on as it was open concept. The girls were visibly nice but it would take too some time and work provided either of them had collected mobile contacts and made “dates” for later part of the evening. One thing for sure, language was proving to be tough for all three of us as only one or two of the girls understood a little English in Le Duyen.

Chris and I waited downstairs for them to finish over a beer each and, I made “small talk” in halting English with one of the more enthusiastic girls in the salon. We had our agenda fixed that night! 5Cents and Mx came down and settled their bill for the haircut and massage, a total of 100,000 Dongs each.

Chris hailed a taxi and our objective was a highly recommended Karaoke Joint at 2** Tran Hung Dao Street where the local pimp “Ah Kiong” was awaiting our arrival. He spoke some Cantonese (local Chinese dialect) and would show us the goodies we had come for.

No bullshit nor pretenses. The place was as basic as you can get. We were taken to the upstairs private room which consisted of long bench type seating round a rudimentary table and we spread out each taking different benches.

We told “Ah Kiong” that we only wanted to see girls who could leave with us and stay overnight. Having agreed to beer, we were served an entire crate dumped in front of our table.

This Karaoke room was like non-other I have been in all my life. There was no sound system nor TV screen. On enquiring, we were told that if we wanted, they would wheel it all in on a portable contraption. Heck who were we kidding, none of us wanted any of that.



The first line-up shuffled into the room and I was astounded by the collection. Of the 10 odd girls, at least 3-4 were stunning in my eyes. Perhaps it was just the way they dressed or we were over-enthusiastic.

Unlike many places I have had to choose from line-ups with great difficulty, this was a great line-up and we gave Mx the first go. As expected, he went for a spinner with tits sticking out of her revealing dress that threatened to let it all fall out. 5cents went next and picked someone I was eyeing. That left me with a couple of girls I would not mind and I picked a quiet looking girl. Chris our locally based wingman did not pick any and I then asked Ah Kiong to send in a second line up so we could have two each. The second batch shuffled in and we had another interesting look with a slightly lower quality. This time we made Chris pick the first girl before we each took one more so that we now had 4 of us and 7 of them at our table in that room.

“Getting to know you” between us consisted of some stilted conversation, groping and more groping. The girls drank beer just the same as we did in quickly filled glasses. Each time these were topped up, it was “cheers” (in Vietnamese) and the glasses topped up again.

It was barely 7pm local time & we were nicely on the way to being drunk. “Without wasting time, we starting negotiating on prices to book the ladies out LT. It was not cheap but according to our wingman Chris about right. 1million Dongs LT but only after 10pm and no earlier. We told them that we wanted to leave soon and it was agreed then that the charges would be 1.2 million LT.

Knowing that 5 cents and I were leaving early for golf in the morning, our concern was that Mx’s girl would want to leave early too. Ah Kiong assured us that she would stay on and leave later. At those prices, we decided that one girl each was good enough. Some of the girls seated with us were braless and better, a couple had no panties under their dresses! We could have asked and had a BJ there and then if we wanted.
The bill came and it worked out to be 1.2 million dongs for all the drinks and the large platter of fruits. We were already almost halfway into our second crate of beers. Our 3 girls picked for LT company left and went to change into street clothes and “Ah Kiong” was rewarded handsomely with a tip of 200k Dongs as recommended by Chris.

Each of the ladies that had kept us company but was not booked out received 100k dongs for being so nice and cooperative, showing their titties to be licked and baring bushes too.

Back to tourist mode and we wanted to eat Vietnamese menu. Chris called P***** and was told to bring us to An Vien Restaurant at 178A Hai Ba Trung, District 1. The restaurant was definitely up-market Vietnamese and food was authentic and good. In our drunkedness, we allowed the girls to order and ended up with 2 of each dish. Perhaps, they over-estimated how much we would eat looking at our overall body sizes. For me the highlight was the way the ladies served us while we ate. I noticed that Mx was lazily leaning back and getting fed by his girl without moving a finger!

The bill was a bit of a shocker at 1.8million Dongs. Definitely a hefty amount and too much food left on the table. Being me, I instructed the restaurant to “doggie bag” the large portions of fish and other unfinished good including a huge crab that was untouched by the 7 of us.

We hailed a taxi and made our way back to the hotel with Chris saying goodnight outside the restaurant.

Back in the apartment hotel, we had a small hiccup when we reached our apartment after getting the girls to hand over their IDs at reception. They called us up from reception to inform me that the ladies had to leave by midnight as per hotel policy. I referred him to their higher authority saying that arrangements had been made. There were no further calls on that matter for the night.

We did not waste time and soon disappeared into our own rooms. I gestured my girl to go shower and gave her my tee shirt to use after the shower.

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[sassina2]

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She was camera shy and would not allow me more than one simple picture which did not quite capture her radiant look. While not a starfish, she did not have a bag of tricks and was more subservient than hyper reactive. She had not learnt the art of sexual entertainment and I would not harden easily after all that drinking with no help from the “pill”. We rolled around for almost an hour and I did not have relief. Finally, we fell asleep, she in my arms. Awaking around 2.30am with a massive hard on. I went to flush out my mouth and went back to bed and began tiltilating her nipples and breasts with my mouth and tongue. In no time, she was awake and I could feel her love slit moistening to the touch. While I was tempted to eat her, I let my fingers do the “walking” and within minutes had mounted her to drive home to estacy.

The bout lasted a good 40 minutes before I exploded in her at last and both of us were exhausted enough to just lie back and rest. She led me into the shower to wash up and we put on some tees and shorts of mine. Toigether, we went out to the apartment’s living room and then checked out some food in the kitchen fridge.

She warmed up one of the doggie bagged dishes and we both ate a little. I was wide awake and unable to go back to sleep so we laid on the sofa to watch the “box”. When I was a little drowsy, I went back to bed and signaled her to carry on if she wanted. She came back to my bed near 5.30 am and cuddled up but my body was spent even then. I had to get ready for golf soon so I would not be able to collect on my morning bonk!

P***** had arranged to meet us downstairs with the transport for the early morning round of golf so I bade the girl farewell and dropped 1.2 million dongs as agreed into her pocket. She smiled and did not count it in front of me. 5Cent’s girl had already left earlier after he had bonked her twice he said. I noticed Mx’s girl was awake too and she came out to ask me about waking up Mx and I shook my head.

We had a communication problem because I was trying to tell her that “Ah Kiong” had agreed she would not leave before 10am. She skipped around in protest not really understanding what I was saying and I tried to drag my girl out of the apartment with me telling her to leave alone. She went back into the apartment when I left and I sensed that Mx’s girl was going to kick up a fuss to leave.

There was nothing else I could do because P***** was waiting downstairs with the van and 5cents was ready to leave with me.

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[sassina2]

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Zombie Golf and Skilled Youthful Massage

The van proceeded to leave for the golf course and we picked up some of the other friends of P***** who were joining us for the morning. At the golf course, I discovered that my reserved caddy (a girl I had met on the internet) had reported sick that day and would not be working. This was a disappointment for me because I was looking forward to seeing her and perhaps dating her for the night. Her picture as posted on the vietsingle site was alluring to my eyes.

With hardly two hours of shut-eyes, I was quite worn by the 13th hole and the only thing keeping me going was the bottles of beer that I was consuming along the way whenever there was a drink hut. Vietnam Golf & Country Club’s West course was not easy, the tight layout demanding good course management. Our locally based playing companions were good golfers too, P***** playing off 14 while H*** plays off 19 officially.

Lets say that I was quite relieved when the 18th green came up and I then went and stood under the hot shower to rejuvenate my worn body, that was crying out for sleep. It was not to be because P***** and his wife wanted to eat Singapore food at a restaurant they liked and invited us along together with some of the people we played golf with. The food was truly authentic Singapore hawker dishes and good and we had a nice time listening in on some of the “chatter” when as usual, some business talk was exchanged between the friends.

We finally got back to the hotel where I started to seek out Mx who had spent most of the day on his own without any wingmen amongst us. He was not to be found.

5Cents and I decided that a massage was in order so we jumped into a taxi to take us to Chinatown area in District 5 to the +++yo hotel. It had been posted on Sammyboy’s forum that the massage here was good and the girls young. I was determined that we should check it out ourselves. The taxi drove us there without difficulty and I took out my Saigon map to let him know that I could navigate quite precisely to our destination.

We entered the hotel and went up to the reception of the Massage place. I told the man in no uncertain terms that we wanted masseuse who were young and pretty. The charges were 100,000 dongs per hour, pretty reasonable we thought although it had been posted that many places were charging 60,000 dongs per hour.

We changed into Kimonos and went into the cubicle rooms to await the girls. The man came in to tell me that we could reject the girls if they were not pretty enough and I was assured that the quality would be good.

When my girl arrived, she was reasonably decent looking and just a trite chubby on the thighs (for me). Definitely young and better than many I have had in the past in other massage joints across Asia. I rated her a 5 overall.

Partly through her massage which was skillfully hard and good, she asked me if I wanted ‘stepping on the back” and I said sure. She did her job very well and moved all over my body.

After she had done most of the hard work and routine, she then offered me a handjob and I declined and gestured with my fingers that I wanted to fuck her. She smiled and told me we could go upstairs to the hotel and the charges in total would be US$100 and my answer was a definite NO. She looked a little disappointed but continued to massage me and then went on to massage me sexily around my groin. She offered to go upstairs again and I shook my head. She then finished me off with a superb handjob without further discussion about money.

All in, it was only an hour while I had told the reception that we wanted two hours of massage. Iit was pointless to ask for more. I reached into my clutch bag for valuables (provided by the place) and gave her 150,000 dongs and she shook her head cutely and gesturing to me for more. I shook my head back at her equally cutely and said NO! She shook her head even more cutely at which point I relented. After all, it would not change my life but it would make her happy so I gave her another 50,000 dongs. She smiled and gave me a kiss on my cheek. I asked her for her mobile phone number and she gave it to me. I gave her our apartment hotel’s card with our apartment number not sure if she understood my intentions. She said she would come to see me if I called her.

Leaving the room, I joined 5Cents (who had also finished) in the lounge for a cup of tea.. Later, showered up we started back to the apartment to catch up with Mx. For me, the respite provided by the massage outing was most invigorating.

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[sassina2]

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Out of +++yo Hotel, 5Cents and I decided to walk some lengths of the main Tran Bac Road in District 5 to get a feel of the place. There were many cheap downmarket bar cafes along that road.

We also checked out a few “Karaoke Joints” along the main road and discovered that these were legitimate “singing places” where customers could sing and be happy and there were no girls available.

All of the cheap downmarket bars cafes along the road had one unique table seating arrangement. The chairs were all lined up inside the establishments so that clients would sit with their hostesses facing the main road and watching the traffic going by. Must be one of the legacies of the French in Ho Chi Minh City. (In Champes Elysesses, Paris, all the night cafes and bars along that famous and glamerous road have the tables and chairs arranged so that the clientele are sitting there watching the traffic go by).

Just before we hopped into a taxi to go back to the Apartment to catch up with Mongerx, we saw a busy and bright Chinese Restaurant which made us very hungry. Quickly, I text messaged both Mongerx and Chris to join us and there was no reply from both. We walked into a Karaoke-bar two doors away where there were a few young ladies and sat at the bar to enjoy a beer while awaiting their reply. Having seen the roast duck hanging in the restaurant, I went back and ordered a quarter of the duck for 50,000 dongs and asked that it be doggie bagged and delivered to us two doors away.

The patrons of the place were happily singing Chinese songs (in Hokkien Dialect).

After the duck arrived, we scoffed it down with the beer, paid up and hopped into a taxi for the apartment at Le Loi as no reply on SMS.

Internet Gals, A date too soon, Apocalypse and Sahara
Just before we arrived back at the apartment, I had a reply from Mongerx that he was about to meet C** his internet date at the French Styled café on the ground floor of the apartment block. When we arrived, I took a quick peek into the café and saw that C** was just walking in and wow! She had exactly the same kind of slutty dress as the girls in the Karaoke of the previous evening. All this in a public family styled café below our apartment. I could not find Mongerx and, signaled 5Cents to go upstairs with me.

Some minutes later, Mongerx who had obviously met up with C** text messaged me that he was with C** and that she looked super slutty and, he liked that fact! I replied that he should come up so we could discuss what to do for dinner. When they arrived upstairs at the apartment, it was communicated to me by C** that her friend who she had introduced to me on the internet was coming over to meet up with us for dinner.

Rats, I told myself!

She was not supposed to know I was available for dinner. I had planned only to meet her on our last night. That evening, my plans were to re-visit Apocalypse and other night places and if possible check out the places where motor-cycle girls would pick up prospective mongers like ourselves, a unique feature of HCM City which I wanted to sample.

My texted communication earlier with C**’s friend H** had been that I was not available for dinner and was tied up with the Hotel Manager for dinner etc. Chris who had arrived at the apartment was going to join P***** and his family for Singapore food and would not have dinner with us.

I thought through the situation quickly and it dawned on me that we had the previous night’s expensive Vietnamese food in our refrigerator. The way my brain works, I quickly called P***** and had him arrange for the hotel kitchen to warm the food properly for us. I knew that if we tried to do this ourselves in our kitchen, we would mess things up and have a lousy dinner. Further, we ordered some add-on dishes and rice to complete a sumptuous spread at our dinner table in the apartment.

H** my internet friend was on the way . I had to fashion some kind of explanation. By phone, I arranged for Chris to pop in during dinner and make a show of our important post-dinner engagement that made me unavailable to H**.

After dinner, H** who arrived just as we were finishing dinner was invited to eat. While she ate, Chris arrived and 5Cents and I excused ourselves to go out as if it was all very important. I sadly said goodbye to H*** who proved to be more attractive than her internet photo. Damm! We all make mistakes.

There was also 5Cents who was new to HCM City and I could not bear to leave him to explore the city’s night places himself knowing that I had encouraged him to come on the trip.

We left Mongerx, with the two girls C** and H** and took a slow walk to Apocalypse from the Apartment. It’s a good half a kilometer stroll, a nice way to have a feel of a city’s layout.

The 3 of us headed to Apocalypse and parked ourselves in the bar area there. It was only just filling up and a few small groups of ladies hung around awaiting. Nothing really interesting caught our eye and we went through about 2 beers each at 40,000 Dongs per bottle of beer. Around 11.30pm, I suddenly remembered that EK another locally based Singaporean had been waiting for me since 7pm at the local Hard Rock Café nearby. In fact, knowing that we were coming, he had parked himself in HCM City since the previous day although he lived a good 70 km from Saigon. I called him on the phone and managed to connect after several attempts. He said to go over to the Underground pub from where we could move on to another good place.

We exited Apocalypse still single and walked over to the Underground pub which was in Dong Khai Street, 2 parallel streets away from Thi Sach. Took us about 10 minutes and we soon found EK with his brother and group of expat friends. They were surrounded by a bevy of expat women of all sorts including a Mongolian, Russian and others of mixed heritage. There did not seem to be any Vietnamese women in the place.

People were watching football in the pub and there was noisy banter and cheers whenever some excitement happened during the match being played between Arsenal and Manchester United.

Around 12.40 am, I informed EK that we wanted to move on and he suggested the Sahara Pub Club in Pham Ngu Lau Street. We hopped into a taxi after saying goodnight to the others and were soon at the Sahara’s main door.

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[sassina2]

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It appeared to be very small up-front but, once you enter, the club extends deep within. The place was packed solid and we were ushered to a table in the rear left side. Some small groups of women were dancing sexily with their male companions and others in their own small group. We ordered our drinks and were busily hunting with our eyes around the room. I decided to take my own drink and wander around back to the front side of the pub. Along the way, I spotted my mark, a smaller built girl with a face I liked and held my hand out to her as if to greet her and she pulled up to me. I leaned on the wall next to her and put my free hand around her body and she let me. I was set for the night, this was the girl for me.

5Cents also came around and stood on the opposite wall to me and soon had another girl with him.

After some gyrating and groping, I led the girl by the hand back to our table at the rear and was happy to see that Chris and EK had a girl each next to them. Hmmm., fast this place, the women were now all over us.

I put my drink on the table and groped my girl with both hands and she encouraged me by gyrating her bum on my prick. I shoved my hand down her jeans to grab at her bare bottom sinking it under her underwear.

We danced and groped around the table. During this time, I noticed that 5Cents wanted to switch his girl for another and I saw him give her some Dongs. Later, I learnt that he was giving her money to seek out girls for him whenever he saw what he thought he liked.

When I was satisfied that he had found a partner, I gestured to all that it was time for us to go back and we started to leave. On the way out, 5Cents dumped his new girl apparently because she asked him for 100 USD. My girl was outside with me and I discovered that she had her motorbike parked nearby. I told the others that I would ride back with her and see them back at the apartment.

We walked round the corner and she tipped the “guard” of the motorcycle park some small change and they wheeled her bike out. We hopped on and she rode me back to the apartment hotel. The guard below enquired and waved her to park on the side and we walked up to the apartment. At the reception, I had my girl produce her ID to be kept by them and we went up without further hassles. The front desk had finally got the message that we were priviledged somehow.

As I entered the apartment, Mx and C** were on the sofa in the midst of some action and she was startled and jumped off him. I said goodnight and my girl and I went into my room. I wondered if she would tell H** about my companion for the night.

In my room, I had a quick dump and showered first after leaving her to lie down on the bed. Later, when I was nicely washed up, I gestured her to go use the shower while I rested on the bed and she was soon sliding into bed beside me.

She then got up and stripped my briefs off me and gave me a nice lick from the knees up to my balls and prick. It was without a doubt the master strokes of an artist as she worked on my shaft and erotic spots. Without effort, she licked and then swallowed my shaft and made me want her soon enough. I threw her a condom from the bedside and she slipped it on me and sat on me sliding me all the way in gently. The fucking lasted a good half hour before I exploded into the rubber sheath and she clasped me tighter to her as she felt me release.

As with other cities, although I had her ID safely in the reception’s hands, I rather let her go after a solid round than be greedy. You can never tell with girls who solicit on their own. It had been a great round of sex and I wanted to sleep. Saw her to the door and waved her goodnight after slipping some 500,000 dongs into her jeans. She did not count it.

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[sassina2]

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That morning, I awoke quite early and called one of the Vietsingles ladies D*** over to have some breakfast. She rode over on her motorcycle and was soon at our door. In her tied up hair and spectacles, I could see that this was a simple-minded young lady wanting to have a nice foreign friend. Quite a different visual package to the internet picture I had of her. She had offered to cook for me at her home and to meet her mother who runs a café near their home somewhere not to far from Distict 1 but I was not up to meeting mothers.

I invited her in and she was not afraid to step into “our parlour” although she proceeded cautiously. As Mx was up and about, I introduced him and asked if he would like to breakfast with us downstairs. She was really not my type based on what I saw before me.
At the same time, it would have been rude for me to just tell her to go.

Mx felt that perhaps, he might be intruding and I assured him that he wasn’t. We had a nice local “French-café” styled breakfast with Vietnamese coffee too and we used the time to feel each other out. Having to ready for golf and depart the apartment at 11.30am, there was not that much time and I allowed her to “chill out” in our living room while we made small talk. I did not try to lead her to my room.

Meantime. Mx passed me my name card which I had given to H** the previous night and on the back of it she had written, “I have thought about it and have decided that it would be better if I did not see you again.” H**.”
Well, she was reasonably nice but I did not need to get upset. Lots of other women in HCM City for sure!

At about 11.10am, I went to my room to change into my golf clothes before showing her off to the elevator and 5Cents and I went down to meet P***** to hop into the Van for the golf course.

P*** had been kind and arranged a late round of golf for this second day when we were again to play at the Vietnam Golf & Country Club. This time, we were booked to start at 1pm on the easier East Course. With a total of nine players in the group, we broke up into 3 flights of 3 each. Again, 5cents and I were to play with H***, the locally based Viet Kieu who was a regular golfing buddy of P****.

On arrival, I again asked for my internet- befreiended “caddy” N** and was informed that she was available for work that day.

We readied and hopped into the courtesy cart that sent us to the first tee of the East Course where were we were introduced to other players in the group including some locally based expats and Viet Kieu friends of P*****.

I then met N** for the first time and she looked like a very serious student type of girl; quite unlike her lovely picture with her hair let down. She looked all too serious for my liking.

5Cent’s caddy D*** was a sweetie to me and delivered a wide beaming smile that says, I love all of you. I was taken by her completely and lost focus on N**. Playing like a “demon” I was merely 3 over par after 7 holes while being totally absorbed by D***.

N** took a back seat in my mind while D*** and I exchanged glances, verbal banter and smiles and she simply captivated me the entire day at the golf course.

During the second 9, H***, our playing companion asked me if it was true that I met my caddy on the internet and N** overheard the conversation. She gave me a look as if “she would kill me” and asked me why I told my friend about our meeting on the net.

My golf went downhill thereon although it did not stop me from continuing my visual “sweet exchange of glances and small talk” with 5cent’s caddy, This, totally unknown to N** my caddy. While N** was not watching, I had D*** give me her mobile phone number and said I would contact her later.

After golf, we went back to the Hotel Apartment and “married up” with Mx who had a mixed day out in the city with C**. In the meantime, I send an SMS text message to D*** the caddy to let her know I was leaving for Singapore the next day but would like to see her. I also called another internet vietsingles girl MT who had sent me an SMS message to meet up if I was in Saigon in response to my last mail to her. In the vietsingles photo, she was absolutely gorgeous although an older girl.

On enquiry, we decided to head to a local Viet-Chinese restaurant just a street away from where we stayed. I called MT and had her meet us at the restaurant within walking distance from our hotel.

Along the way, Mx suggested calling in H**, my previous night’s date who had mentioned to C** that she liked 5cents having “given up” on me. 5cents was positive about her and gave his OK to that suggestion. I passed the phone to the restaurant’s waitress to inform MT the name and location to make sure she would find it. Both MT and H** were riding over on their own motorbikes.

When MT arrived, she was beautifully dressed in her smart casual outfit and I could see Mx’s positive impression immediately. While warm and friendly and with positive charm she was “guarded” in many other ways. She maintained a lovely demeanor and poise and treated me like royalty and served me food during dinner as would be expected of a Vietnamese girl.

H** soon arrived and was in a lovely simple dress and she was beaming with delight all the way. She acknowledged my presence and never a moment made me feel uncomfortable at the same table. In fact, she turned on all her charm to the point that I regretted having screwed up with her the previous night.

Dinner was lavish by any standards and the cooking was fabulous; one of the best meals in any Chinese restaurant I had for some months now. After dinner, we invited the ladies for a short break to our apartment where I wanted to freshen up and have a dump. Having only just met me, MT was wary and asked why we had to go there instead of elsewhere. I explained that I needed to use the toilet and was not comfortable using public ones. She smiled and said OK and we left with me riding behind MT while 5Cents rode behind H** and Mx took a walk back.

In the apartment, we allowed the ladies to freshen up too and we then went out and took two taxis to get us to the Underground Pub where we had been invited to a birthday party by the brother of EK. His Russian girlfriend was celebrating there that night. I could see that Mx was a little wary of this and a little “out at sea” but he was kind enough to tolerate the excursion since he was with C** and not truly mongering.

MT was too “wary” to be persuaded to drink any alcohol during the entire dinner. At the party. H** started on some cocktails and became cuter and cuter in my eyes. I knew my “ice maiden” was not going to thaw and Mx and 5Cents both chipped in to persuade her to have some cocktail but, she would not budge. After the Underground, we adjourned as suggested by EK to “Violet” another pub owned by one of their gang located next to Apocalypse. It was empty when we arrived and another hour went by before the main birthday party caught up with us. EK’s wife who had just arrived from their home were very nice and came along with us in the advance party. She was truly hospitable and very nice to all.

After more than an hour and a few drinks, we excused ourselves to go back to the apartment and said goodnight to our hosts. I took care to pay the bill of our drinks in Violet because it would have been wrong to leave EK with our bill. These were my friends who he did not know.

(to be continued)

[sassina2]

(continuation)

We then hopped into a taxi and went back to the apartment at Le Loi Boulevard. I said goodnight to MT and sent her down to her bike in the basement. Told her to ride carefully and safely as she was about 30 minutes from her home and it was past 1.30am. She left and I went up to the apartment alone to see the four of them in the living room I looked at H** and said I wanted to talk to her about her negative note to me. She said yes, she wanted to talk to me too and I pulled her to my bedroom. There, I groped her a little and apologized for the previous night’s situation. I then groped her more and almost wanted to have her as she had proven to be more and more alluring during that evening.

It suddenly dawned on me that she was now 5cent’s girl for the night and it would have been unforgivable if I did her then. I led her out to the living room and back to him. She said she wanted to leave saying that it was late and she had work the next morning.

5Cents looked a little exasperated and I told H** that it was dangerous for her to leave that hour especially since she had been drinking. If she wanted to go home to change for work, I said it would be better if she left at 4.30 am after some rest.
She was embarrassed and said something about not being used to this kind of lifestyle.

She then went to have a shower and snuggled into bed in 5cent’s room thereafter. I said goodnight to all and left for Sahara by myself in a taxi.

The previous nights bonk had been great and I looked forward to meeting her again or perhaps another interesting freelance girl. I even thought of checking out the road around the zoo area which I had read so much about for the “motorcycle girls” but decided not to thread unknown ground alone at that late hour.

Sahara was thin that Sunday night at that hour and there were no more than half a dozen freelancers available in the club. I had a beer and stood around to be picked up in the most visible of corners.

One slim lady came and propositioned me and I let her. However, I was not that excited that she would pass the “visual interview” under brighter circumstances and kept her at a comfortable distance. It was getting to be 3am and I decided to move closer to the exit near the first pool table to see if the girl would follow me to where I would be able to see her better. She took a while to come out to that location and instead of standing next to me, went to a further corner and talked to her friend there. Although it was like 8 feet away, I did not want her enough to follow her there. I made a conscious decision to go back and get some sleep instead.

There were a quite a few freelance numbers in my “pre-travel notes of contacts” that I would call in the morning.

At 8am, I awoke and called a girl that SingViet on the Sammyboy forum had given me. She was described as English speaking and slim and I thought she would be a good finale to this visit. After all, I liked my girls to be petite. She was excited that I had called. I had spoken to her the previous evening prior to our dinner. She asked me for the location address and room number and said she would be round.

I also realized that my SMS message to the caddy Dung had not been sent due to my mistake made on the keyboard. I called her on the phone and she said she would come to see me. We agreed at 11am and I called the freelancer to come immediately. She said she would be round by 9.30am; so, I was set to fuck one freelancer and perhaps have a nice closing round with sweetie caddy Dung (who had flirted with me the previous day).

Meantime, 5cents awoke and went downstairs with me to breakfast. Mx came down with C** as we were finishing and we went back upstairs to the apartment. The door bell rang. I opened the door and was instantly disappointed. For my eyes, I scored her a low 3.5 out of 10.

5cents was happy with his H**’s sweet surrender and looked puzzled at the girl before me. I pulled the girl to my bedroom and told her excitedly that she would have to leave immediately, “My girlfriend is coming over,” “I am sorry but she is not supposed to be here. She wants to see me before I leave Vietnam, you have to go before she finds you here.”

The poor girl was confused and looked at me with a question-mark on her face. I pulled out 100,000 dongs and shoved it into her hand and said, sorry, you have to go. Without waiting for a response, I led her to the door and showed her to the elevator.

She protested that she would not be able to see me later (as I had suggested) and I said, “It’s OK, you have to go, my girlfriend is coming now!”

With the elevator door open, I nudged her in, hit the ground floor button for her and stepped out myself. Sorry SingViet, thanks once again but she was not my type.

Back in the apartment, I chuckled at my own ingenuity and made up story and realized that there was a message from the caddy D***. She texted that she was sorry but the golf club had called for her. A customer wanted her to caddy for him. I called her immediately to tell her that I would pay her booking fee but she said that her caddy master would not take kindly to her not showing up.

We made some small talk and then, I bade her farewell and said I would be back to see her in Saigon soon.

There was about a couple of hours to kill before we would leave for the airport. 5Cents and I decided to go to the Bong Sen Hotel nearby for a quick finale massage. The place looked neat and clean and we each had a masseuse arranged quickly enough. Mine was older than the girl I had in the +++yo Hotel and she gave me a good workout. At the end of the session, she groped my groin and offered me relief. I asked her for her price and she said the unthinkable sum of US$50/- . I laughed and she asked me how much I would pay. I offered her 200,000 dongs and she finally accepted once she realized I meant exactly that. The HJ was poor but it allowed me to spill the previous nights’s savings into her hands and for that, I was thankful since she allowed me to grope her all over. 5Cents finished around the same time and we both showered and hopped into the taxi to get back to the apartment hotel.

The hotel van was scheduled to send us to the airport at 12 noon and we grabbed our backs and checked out. At the lobby, we cleared up the bill and also bid P***** farewell with thanks for the arrangements.

We hopped in and were soon at HCM City Airport where we checked in and grabbed a very quick lunch at the restaurant there. The cashier was a cute sweetie and allowed me to take her picture with her colleague.

During check-in, one Vietnamese girl was having difficulty with her overweight situation and I offered her to add her luggage with the 3 of use to get below her allowance since we were underweight as a group. She was delighted and ever so thankful.

In Singapore, at the baggage retrieval area, she gave me her Singapore mobile phone contact and told me to call her. It was obvious that she had come to Singapore to “work.”

[sassina2]

History

Around the 3rd century BC, the Bronge Age Dong Son culture emerged. For the first 600 years, fine art and architecture was produced in South of Vietnam as part of the Kingdom of Funan. Where Nha Trang is, the Hindu Kingdom of Champa existed from the 2nd to the 8th century.

The Chinese ruled for about 1000 years from the 2nd century at the Red River Delta with the Vietnamese rebelling repeatedly until AD938 when Ngo Quyen defeated the Chinese at Bach Dang River.

Vietnam continued to turn back invasions by China, and expanded its borders southwards from the Red River Delta, spreading across much of the Mekong Delta.

French and Spanish-led forces stormed Danang in 1858 after several missionaries had been killed. Saigon was seized in 1859. By 1867, France had conquered all of southern Vietnam, to form the French colony of Cochinchina.

During and after WWII, Ho Chi Minh led pro-independence forces, against the French. Ho Chi Minh's declared Vietnam’s independence in 1945 resulting in violent war with the French. In 1954, he defeated the French at Dien Bien Phu decisively.

Vietnam was divided into two zones with the Geneva Accord of 1954 with the Communicsts in control of the north and the anti-communists in the south led by Ngo Dinh Diem, supported by the US.

Ho Chi Minh was expected to win the 1956 elections and Diem reneged on that plan consolidating his power in other ways including a fixed referendum. Western governments supported his government.

Political and ideological differences let to armed conflict resulting in the US and other countries committing combat troops in 1965. For nearly 20 years, Ho Chi Minh’s guerillas were locked in a bitter struggle with the might of the US forces.

Finally, in 1973, the Paris Peace Agreement was signed providing for an immediate cease-fire and the withdrawal of US troops. This was perceived as a famous victory for Ho Chi Minh. Without the US Troops, Saigon eventually fell to the Communist forces on 30 April 1975.

Vietnam had barely rested from its war with America when it found itself battling with Khmer Rouge forces along the Cambodian borders. Eventually China entered the fray in support of Cambodia and fighting continued until the UN brokered an agreement resulting in Vietnamese forces pulling out of Cambodia in 1989. Although the Khmer Rouge continued to snipe from the borders, Vietnam was finally not at war with any other nation. The end of the Cold War and the collapse of the USSR in 1991 caused Vietnam and Western nations to move forward.

In July 1995 USA re-established diplomatic relations with Hanoi, followed by trade agreements in 1999 despite initial refusals by Hanoi. More than 25 years later, a lot of soul-searching and post mortems continue, accompanied by several angst-ridden films and unplugged guitar tunes. Despite the late 97 economic crisis across Asia, Vietnam is expected to be the next Asian “Tiger Economy.”

Over the centuries, Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have melded with popular Chinese beliefs and ancient Vietnamese animism to form what is known as Tam Giao (or 'Triple Religion').

Vietnamese (kinh) is the official language of the country, although there are dialectic differences across Vietnam. There are dozens of different languages spoken by various ethnic minorities and Khmer and Loatian are spoken in some parts. The most widely spoken foreign languages in Vietnam are Chinese (Cantonese and Mandarin), English, French and Russian, more or less in that order.

Popular artistic forms include: traditional painting produced on frame-mounted silk; an eclectic array of theatre, puppetry, music and dance; religious sculpture; lacquerware and ceramics.

Vietnamese cuisine is varied with nearly 500 different traditional dishes that include exotic meats and fantastic vegetarian creations. The staple of Vietnamese cuisine is plain white rice dressed up with a plethora of vegetables, fish, meat, spices and sauces. Spring rolls, noodles and steamed rice dumplings are popular snacks. Soups (and some bitter soups) may include eel and vermicelli, and shredded chicken. Fruits are abundant. Try the green dragon fruit, jujube, khaki, longan, mangosteen, pomelo, three-seed cherry and water apple.

Vietnamese coffee is very good; it's usually served very strong and very sweet.

[yinyang]

[QUOTE=sassina2]Introduction

I made my first visit to Ho Chi Minh City in late January 2003. During that visit, I spent both nights drinking and meeting freelance women..

Nevertheless, I found a way to get my cutie pie into my room at the Hotel Kimdo and that night (my second of two) ensured, that I would return again. It was sensous sex with a sweet Vietnamese flavour, a TOTAL GFE that you don’t find easily even if you include the Philippines and Thailand. The Vietnamese version is more intense and incredibly “biting”; at least for me, it was.

Bro Sassina,

Brilliant.. and a good sexploits (and informative) read. My, you were spoilt for choice. Liked your outing to KTV (modular sound system as if anybody was interested!) for rich pickings.

Too bad, my maiden trip 3 weeks back pales in comparison

[SingViet]

Bro Sassina2,

Great Write Up. Your write ups make the HCM thread even more interesting. Keep up the good work

[sassina2]

Bro SV,

Thanks for nice comments. Sorry if I did not DO that FL contact you gave but she was just not my type. Anyway, she got 100k for doing nothing except visit me.

I'll say that the Karaoke place at Tran Hung Dao was great.

Do you know of other similar joints in HCM City to recommend?

Am going again soon on 22nd of this month.

[Sha_Gua75]

Originally Posted by sassina2

Bro SV,

Am going again soon on 22nd of this month.

wah....you really can write......write so much somemore.....real good....that Hot Toc nice girl ^^