A Glimpse Into A Man's World

It’s funny how I can be one of the boys on the odd occasion.

Some time ago in KL, I caught up with an old friend Mr B. He joined me at La Bodega in Pavillion where I was having drinks with quite a few of my friends. After drinks someone suggested we all go get a massage. Sounded like a great idea at the time so I agreed. Mr B suggested we go to a spa. Now a spa in KL is no ordinary spa. He explained that this particular spa we were adjourning to was a gentleman's spa. Interesting. However, as he is a valued customer there, they would make an exception and let women in. Two women specifically. That would be me and Piggy. Piggy was a little reluctant initially. But what the hell, we were with four other guys and they were all my friends. I was sure it would be safe, physically safe, not sure though if we would be traumatised by this experience.

We followed Mr B, all six of us, all men with the exception of two. We arrive at Citrus Hotel . Cant say it was located in a desirable part of KL, off Jalan Raja Laut, scary and dodgy infact. We patiently and curiously follow Mr B into the building to Level 1 where JJ Spa was located. As soon as the elevator doors opened, Mr B was greeted with a familiar "Welcome back Mr. B". Wow, he really was a valued customer there. After some negotiation, us ladies were allowed in.

As Piggy and I strutted across the tv room, it was evident that we were the only two women who did not work there. Drinks flowed freely and we could smoke almost anywhere. After a beer, we were lead to the change rooms, which also doubles as the spa room, the sauna, the showers, the smoking room and the toilets. Yes, it was all in one room. Piggy and I were given robes, shorts and a towel. As this was a gentleman's spa, there were no ladies toilets or ladies showers. We had to turn the sauna into a makeshift change room. When we came out dressed in our robes and shorts, the boys were all in the spa. So what do we do? We join them ofcourse. It was quite a sight. The spa was relatively huge, enough to fit 20 people I reckon. Piggy and I jumped in robe, shorts and all. Piggy kept asking me "Do you think this is a good idea jumping in with all these naked men?". My response, "Why not???". If I could get naked and jump in I would.

After 10 minutes in the spa, we all got out to get ready for our 2 hour massage. Piggy and I were lead to our massage. Thankfully we were placed in the same room together. I thought it was quite odd that the room we were given had mirrors on all the walls. That thought didnt last long though. I soon fell asleep through my massage. Coming out of the room, Piggy and I walked past other massage rooms and they all had showers in the corners of the rooms with mirrors on all walls including the ceiling. Hmmmmm ...... The girls coming out of the rooms were dressed or under dressed I should say and also wearing killer stilletos. Hah! Now I know the true meaning of a gentleman's spa. Piggy and I had just experienced the best massage in a whore house!!! Our two masseurs were magical but were also the daggiest chicks in the whole place. No skimpy outfits, no stilleto heels. Damn!

Piggy and I headed back to our makeshift change room but not before witnessing naked men in the showers. Wonderful. They didnt even have shower curtains behind the showers??

What a great experience that was. It's funny when I think back now. What would all those naked men in the showers have thought when they saw two women walk through? Did they think we were hookers??? Hahahaha ..... I guess we'll never know.

I was later told that the four guys with us actually could select their masseur from a lineup of skimpily dressed ladies. Extra services cost extra ofcourse. And did our four friends opt for extra services? What do you think?

I wish I was born a man.

Friends For Life

Life is full of surprises. One minute you're in heaven, next minute you could be down in the dumps. What makes us tick? An important aspect of life is to have close family and friends around you. You cant change your family but can you change your friends? I like to think that the close friends you have will stick with you through thick and thin. There are some friends you share tales of life with, some you share career changes with, some you share sordid details of your love affairs. Are there ones that you just share every single thing with? I'm still trying to work this out. As one journeys on through age, we discover that things change, new buildings emerge, new walls are built and new friends are made. My travels have taken me to many parts of the world. Through this, I've met some really great people I'm proud to call good friends.

I'm blessed with many close friends around me, ones I party with, ones I go shopping with, ones I share sordid details of my love affairs with, ones I share family issues with and intellectual ones who understand changes in my career. I refuse to believe that all these people come and go. I want all of you to stay.

Somehow there arent many I can share every single thing with. But that person is out there. And I thank you for being there. What would I do without you?? You've seen me in tears, you've seen me in times of joy and you've been there when I've been desperate financially. I hope you will be there through all my birthdays, through my wedding, through the birth of my children, even through my divorce if it comes to that, oh and lastly, I hope you will be there to share a bottle of wine with me when we end up in a retirement home or a mental asylum together, whichever comes first!

So many of you are in different time zones and yet we can pick up where we left off whenever we meet. Hugs and kisses to all of you.

This is what makes me tick.

Young Boys These Days

I was back in KL recently and was introduced to this guy The Kid. Young guy in his early 20s, not bad looking, very naive and innocent. Suffice to say also with little or no experience with the ladies having only had one girlfriend in his life.

We met up for drinks one night and The Kid met a hot chick at the bar. He was successful in gaining her personal number and even told me that she gave him the correct number unlike others in his experience. They play phone messaging with each other throughout the night and then he courageously asked her out. Her response? "I'm going away for work for 2 weeks, sorry". When he told me this, my instant reaction was "clearly she is making excuses and doesnt want to meet up with you". Why do I say this and not give this chick the benefit of the doubt? Well, she didnt offer to meet up another time when she returned from work did she? Texting each other through the night went so well until he ruined it by asking her out. Women are natural flirts arent they? Some play it all the way, some just dont know how to react when push comes to shove.

The Kid was adamant this chick was into him and honestly had to go away for work. I tried hard to explain that it's not him and that some chicks like to flirt and flirt only with no intention of taking the situation any further. This is something he refused to believe.

Weeks later he still hasnt successfully met up with this hot chick. I rest my case.