Friday Night. Heritage Row.

Friday night. Same old same old. We start at The Ivy at 10:30pm and make our way through our favourite clubs. Which is about standard operating procedure for us now. The unpredictability of the club scene on the weekend in KL decided that that Friday was when everyone decided to haunt Heritage Row. Plenty of things going on and lots of beautiful people around. The strip was bouncin'.

Observing what was going on around me, there were underage girls at one of the clubs. Any intention or idea to follow up on them quickly evaporated when Max overheard them in the washrooms and sussed out they were 16 to 17 years of age. Right.

Another good piece of advice for anyone who's taken out a bevy of beauties is to make sure you have a bottle on the table and obviously drinks for the girls. If you don't, your harem is in danger of becoming spread out to all points of the compass in the room.

I don't get single pervs wondering around alone who try to schmooze on girls. Especially if they're with a large group which contains 75% testosterone.

It's very interesting to see social and sexual hierarchy within a group. Can be quite interesting. My role is the guy everyone likes and thinks is nice. That's not good. Trust me. It's not.

Max is a champion. He scored on two different women that night. Might have been quickies in some quiet (or not so quiet) corner but I don't think he's complaining.

Lastly, thanks to the girls for universally deciding to expose acres of cleavage that night. The prize though has to go to Nat who went as far as to have a nipple pop out of her top.

See you on the strip next week.