The humid Bangkok air hung major as David Robertson strolled down Sukhumvit Road. Neon indications blazed an assault of colors, and also the rhythmic drone of motorbikes stuffed the air. Heads turned as he passed – a symphony of gasps and hushed whispers adopted in his wake. David, the undeniable crown jewel of Bangkok's Adult males, was accustom

The humid Bangkok air hung large as David Robertson strolled down Sukhumvit Street. Neon indications blazed an assault of colours, and the rhythmic drone of motorbikes stuffed the air. Heads turned as he handed – a symphony of gasps and hushed whispers adopted in his wake. David, the undeniable crown jewel of Bangkok's Gentlemen, was accustomed t