(Follows from Batam on Ramadhan 2015 #5a - SATURDAY MORNING)
I go to NoName around midnight. A lot of people as on all Saturdays, but sexiest girls are either busy with their bule boyfriends (
where those young guys get to know those sexy young girls before taking them to NoName??) either they are evident bar girls. I am not interested to bar girls anymore.
Surprise! I notice O again, my 30yo lady of yesterday night in No Name! Mutual embarrassment.
She feels embarrassed because I found her in NoName again? She has been revealed as FL working lady, instead of the nice modest lady who never goes to NoName and has no boyfriend?
Or she's embarrassed because I did not hug her immediately? And she does not want to push me?
In any case, she lowers the eyes, I do not hug her, and the story ends in that way.
1:45am, lights on. NoName follows strictly the rule enforced by the local police: during Ramadhan they must be closed at 2am.
I am leaving, when I have a VISION: a very sexy girl, with short hot pants, long slim legs, model type to give an idea, sitting alone and bored near the entrance. I did not take any drug, so it must be not a chemical-inducted hallucination. Maybe a dream, sure. So I look again and again.
She's sexy. She's taller than me, well dressed and undoubtedly belonging to the upper class of girls, those who usually are friends of the band and leave NoName with them after the show. I remember that I've seen her before, but she sat all night at her table, sharing drinks and laughs with a young handsome fancy-dressed Indonesian guy. Before, I thought he was her boyfriend, but now she's alone. Even more: she stands up and leaves the place with bored face! Where is the guy??
I follow her to the parking, I dare to smile her and ask: "Are you alone now?"
OMG! I discover that the guy was her brother, not the boyfriend!
She is free, she is bored, she is so sorry that I did not dare to talk to her before when we were in NoName. Ok, no problem, we can still recover: I propose to go to Newton. She takes my hand and holds it tight. The night is turning positively, I guess.
So we go to Newton! We are three: me, her and her ugly girlfriend.
We go by car, with her friend taxi driver. Red alarm turns on in my mind: I have already plenty of experiences like "This is my friend, he is taxi driver, he can take us there", where the "friend" actually overcharges the bule who naively accepts to follow a girl from pub. Again surprise (Batam is unpredictable, I said that already, sometimes on the negative, but sometimes on the positive side): when we arrive to Newton, he wants only 30k for the ride!
WOW! First time in my life a taxi driver asks me the real price, reserved for locals. I have to insist to make him accept 50k, as I always have to pay to other taxi drivers at night, when I leave a disco in company of a girl.
I don't see why I should penalize him compared to others, just because he is honest and sincerely friendly with me.
In Newton, usual SOP: dance, 1 obat for her (which she carries easily like it was an aspirin), hotter dance till 4am holding her slim sexy young firm body in my arms. I feel her smooth skin under the shirt and along the longest slim legs. It's a good feeling. This is what I like in Batam!
At 4am, my mouth is watering, but when she proposes to leave she also tells me
"Sorry I cannot come to your hotel. I am just 19yo. My mom waits me at home. I live far. Bye for now. But call me later so we can meet anyway." .
At that time, I can only go back to my room, sad and lonely. No more options.
Once in my bed, we start chatting. She's in her room somewhere in the island. I offer to pay taxi for her to join me, and she replies:
"OK! I come now, but we can only sleep together. I am still virgin and I keep this for the right man".
Oooooopppsss! WTF!!
I politely decline. I don't want to risk to deflower a girl, who thinks I am the right man for her. Call me stupid, or gentleman, or maybe just a stupid gentleman.
(Follows to Batam on Ramadhan 2015 #6 - SUNDAY)