-- During today's, (
28th.), b'fast, a mature & gen'ly. reliable
farang, whose judgement I regard - but, strictly between us girls, his judgement tends to fly-out of the window at the sight of a man in uniform, (but that's a story I'll tell you all later on, ['
Spoil-sport, ain't he?' - Printer's Devil.],) - related the flg. experience from his visit the preceding day to an
hawng nahm in SILOM COMPLEX SHOPPING PLAZA - BTS.Sala Daeng, (S2.),.
- He was washing his hands when, in the looking glass, he observed a drop dead, gorgeous & to die-for
uniformed soldier pass-by on his way out.
- Some moments later, my acquaintance was drying his hands at the hot-air drier, he saw that aforementioned
soldier return, followed by some young & twinkie-looking quean; they both went to the cubicles.
-
Not much later there was the sound a blows emanating from one of the cubicles.
- My acquaintance decided
not to stay any longer than strictly necessary.