Deep tissue and midnight skinny dipping

Trip Start Sep 15, 2012
Trip End May 01, 2013

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Friday, January 11, 2013

Up early to make the most of having the scooter we left around 9am and headed straight to Khlong Nin beach with just enough fuel to get us there and back. After descending some very precarious steps down from a cliffside restaurant (complete with a handrail full of fire-ants) we reached the white sand and looked around, the beach was all ours.

After marvelling at the tranquil scene we made the most of our privacy; immediately got our baps out, Paula whipped her bandana off, or should we say Vikki whipped it off and then went swimming with some seaweed.

An hour later a few other people invaded our beach and initially we were a little gutted but then they huddled into their own area away from us and it was almost as if they weren't even there. Paula allowed her 'Snaggle Kat' to remain on show, brave her!!

As midday approached and our skin turned crispy we climbed back up the steps, took some photo's of the surrounding view for posterity and straddled the moped squeekily with our still wet bottoms. We must have been riding on fumes by the time we got back since half way home we noticed that the fuel gauge was dangerously low, almost beyond empty, but we were determined to return the hairdryer to the stingy vendor as we had recieved it, without a droplet of petrol.

Back at the ranch, scooter returned (no inspection considering the impromptu off-roading that we'd done), passport reclaimed and we took up position by the pool for some further cooking. An hour or so later we cast an eye across the pool and noticed someone getting a lovely massage overlooking the sea, and decided that we'd treat ourselves too.

Approaching the female masseurs we were handed a menu and at the same time as Paula chose a 'deep tissue' massage, Vikki noticed that one of the women was in fact a ladyboy and quickly directed him towards Paula.

As we both lay out on some thin mats on the floor of an open wooden deck facing the sea, it was the kind of relaxation we had both been waiting for. Fast foward; face down Vikki's eyes bulged into her pillow and her face contorted as her masseus pressed her thumbs hard and pointily into the base of her skull and temples, she wondered if she'd survive without having a brain haemorage. Two minutes later, flipped over and a similar pain was inflicted upon her shin bones so much so that child-birth breathing techniques were adopted just to manage the agony, relaxation 0 torture 1.

Paula's massage was nothing short of a transcendental journey; a feeling of being reborn...with alternating sensations of pain and relief and what she later described as 'black spasms of agony' interspersed with blinding flashes of ecstacy as the shemale forced her well defined thumbs along her tangerine dream thighs, thrust the joint of her elbow into her lumpy glutes and contorted her like a rag doll until each vertebrae gave a relenting crack. Both left tired and emotional after the hour long tussle with stubborn muscles and tendons we sighed a knowing goodbye and left behind our temporary be fair, it really hurt - but the result was amazing!

Afterwards we headed straight to Friendship Bar for a cold beer and front row seats to a beautiful orange sunset which we photographed repeatedly, though it couldn't quite capture the scene.... eventually we agreed to sit back and enjoy it with a happy stick and a few beers. It was at this point Vikki noticed a man's head bobbing up and down in the darkening waters off the beach....or was it a man?

Paula and Vikki debated, Vikki believing the shadowy features to be eyes and a nose, and Paula thinking it was a buoy. To assist Vikki used their x70 optical zoom to clarify in case a rescue was required but it still didn't help so Paula took herself off down the beach and when she returned she smuggly presented Vikki with Mr Coconut Head, glad we didn't call emergency services.

As the night wore on we greedily ordered a bottle of white wine but half way through we were done and, half pissed, went back to our chalet for bed, only by the time we'd reached the front door we'd made up our mind........minutes later we were both adorning only a towel around us and heading for the closed pool. Like thieves in the night we tippy toed towards the edge of the pool and did one final check for onlooking Thai staff, there were none, and slipped into the pitch black swimming pool for a midnight skinny dip....argh the joys of frivolity without responsibility or work on Mondays.
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annewardell on

Naughty skinny-dipping girlies!! Photos certainly look like paradise..... Not had much detail about breakfasts recently, though?! Xxxxxx

Sue on

Paula, you look SO like Grandma in your wistful shot!

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