Threesome Negotiations 101...
Actually, I sat with the "A" girl for the first time just two nights ago. I remember that she met me once when I was sitting with Cindy #1. Well, actually, I do not remember meeting her, but when we met for what I thought was going to be the first time the other night, when she approached me, I was really very pleasantly surprised.
I had noticed this absolutely hot arsed girl dancing on one of the stages, and walking around the club. I think she is almost always occupied. I can't imagine she being available for more than a nano-second if there is anyone in the place at all. Her body is to the consumate USB specification, and her face is just cutsy enough to be adorable.
You know how it is when you send a waiter over to fetch a new girl, and that first meeting is always just a little tenuous, not really knowing what their interest level might be, etc...
Anyway, when she came over, and began walking toward me and the waiter pointed toward me so she would know whom was summoning her over, she made the most wonderfully revealing squeal, big smiles, literally running over in my direction. I love that reaction. She was much more familiar with me than I was with having seen her. I do not even really remember seeing her before in the club specifically, not until she reminded me we had met once two months ago.
You know, obviously its a situation where a really good girl can turn on the charm when she wants to, and make all kinds of exaggerated displays for effect, and that's always a really satisfying way to meet. I find there are just as many of them that are subdued or just pleasant at the first meeting, but she was seemingly really pleased to be there.
She immediately started to tell my how we had met before, and how I was sitting with Cindy #1 that time, and how she was a good friend of Cindy #1, and how she loves my cookies, and on, and on, and on...
The other night she was telling me that I look like a famous movie star at El Cine...I said something like..."whom, Shrek, Nemo????? She fell off the couch laughing. I had a great time bantering with that one the other night.
But, I also had a hard negotiation with her to go on salida, a truly revealing glimpse into the "professional" hard core that resides within some of them. She and my "X" girl were both sitting with me. And the subject of a threesome came up and the negotiations began.
I had bought them both a jarra (250 pesos each), and I was groping and fondling them simulaneously all night. I actually ended up buying each of them two jarras. That was the night that I had to conserve my energy, and decided that to actually have sex again would just make it almost impossible to pop again.
Even last night with my "G" girl, it took forever for me to finish, and I often wonder if my "G" girl doesn't realize that I am being relatively active behind her back. She never said anything other than to compliment my performance without the aid of viagra :D , a lie I told her about never needing viagra with her. As she was using the bathroom, I took a quick hit of viagra prior to her coming out. :D
But, also, just as a side note, viagra can sometimes make it difficult to actually finish, especially where dosage is concerned. I usualy only take about a quarter or 1/8 of a tablet, and last night was no exception. So, I have to chalk off my taking so long to pop to having literally too much of a good thing all week.
I would much prefer to see my "G" girl early in the week. Our's is a semi legit arrangement, and to burst the bubble with suspicions of my being active elsewhere would only serve to undermine my GFE with her. I can say one thing...she was so wet it was obvious she had not had any for quite some time, a testiment to her not working the bar for a month while she was tending to her madre infirma and getting her fake boobs installed. I digress...back to the threesome story...
Anyway, the subject of cost came up and the girls each quoted first that they would go for 2000 pesos each, plus the bar fine. I told them I had experienced two girls before, many times in Asia for fifty pesos, and that it wasn't all it was cracked up to be :D , and that I thought it was too expensive when I was there. That is also when I threatended right then to get up and leave to find a much better price at El Infinito...They were quite visibly offended, but probably more concerned, if the truth be known.
Of course, they frowned and tried to convince me of just how far superior the experience would be than anything I could find at El Infinito. Haaaa!!! I thought, they do not know my "G" girl.
I said, not for 2000 pesos each...I would have a heart attack contemplating my buyers remorsed as we had sex, even if I had two dicks and could ride them simultaneously. They just laughed and kept up the strong pitch.
They finally lowered it to 1500 pesos for each girl, plus the bar fine for each, 700 pesos, and for two hours. Now, keep in mind, my "X" girl had just gone with me the night before for only 600 pesos, and reduced bar fine of 600 pesos, and for (6), count 'em seis horas. So, I don't know where she was coming from other than to demonstrate to her collegue that she only goes with me for inflated prices, and that she would never stoop so low...and/or, as Carlos expressed to me yesterday, she had seller's remorse and wanted to re-establish a higher rate for future salidas. I think a little bit of both seller's tactics and seller's remorse were going on the other night with respect to my "X" girl going along with the high priced quoting that the "A" girl was throwing out there.
The "X" girl probably had seller's remorse. But, I will play that one by applying salida and jarra buying tactics to make her realize that salidas are my ultimate motivation for patronizing her in the bar. She will get that little lesson soon enough, and I hope it will serve to make her realize that quoting me salida fees that are reasonable are to her ultimate advantage. Sometimes you have to lead them right down the primmed rosed path in order to get what you want, and sometimes there is some pain along the way.
Cindy #1 is ahead of the "X" girl and "A" girl with respect to these lessons, and my negotiations with her have yielded the right combination of in-club patronage and salida deals where time is generously provided for a nice tranquil GFE experience. Cindy #1 is probably my more reliable bar fine from Pasarelas because she is farther along in the strategy process, with my "X" girl being a close second. I really am not sure that the "A" girl has sufficient intelligence to figure out the game. She is pretty young, seemingly overly mercenary possibly, which can blind them to having good business sense with respect to repeat business on salida.
Anyway, eventually the girls talked rapidly between themselves, so rapidly that my picking up on their Spanish was almost impossible. But, they do not realize that I am picking up some of their words and understanding the basic idea of their conversation. Mostly, it was my "X" girl that got the "A" girl to lower the price to something more reasonable.
I guess she told the "A" girl that there was no way that I was going to pay inflated rates. She didn't tell her our history, but I'm sure she realized that with my having already gone with her other times for a lot less, I was not going to overpay. "X" girl realized that if they were going to make the threesome earning potential a reality, they would need to come down in price, and "X" could see that I was simply NOT going to fall for it.
Plus, I really didn't even want sex that night, remember. Even then, their offer became tempting. I mean, both of them are really, really, HOT. But, in reality, I have had numerous threesomes in Asia, Colombia, Indonesia, etc...and it aint all it's cut out to be. I have found that for my own personal preference, I only have one dick, one mouth, and one mind to focus my attention. My experience is that a threesome is never pulled off as you see it depicted in the pornos.
ALWAYS, one of the girls is lazy while the other one makes the effort, or they switch off between one another, and you never really experience the John Holmes kind of threesome you bargained for. Were I to have a preference, I would consider paying a high price for (1) hotty that would be formerly unobtainable at a lower price, and for more time, than a lower price for two hotties for lesser time.
The girls finally lowered their price to 1000 pesos each, plus the bar fine, 700 pesos each, but only for two hours. I decided that two hours was not enough of a concession, so I stood my ground. My "X" girl was trying to convince "A" to up it to three hours, but "A" girl was pretty tough about it, pretty mercenary. I finally just declined, mostly because I decided that I did not want to spend that kind of money, and that conserving the money would prove to be more enjoyable later in the week. Plus, I had already bought them two jarras a piece, and that was expensive enough.
Plus, I think my declining to go with them served me well. They just kept telling me that they needed to earn enough to justify leaving the club, etc...My "X" girl telling me that she had to feed her baby, pay the rent, etc...trying to get me to realize that she could not leave the club without making up the loss in income. Of course, I doubt many of the girls would earn more than 1000 pesos in the club over two hours, so whom is she trying to kid. But, she just kept telling me that she is sincere in her affections, but that she has to consider her earning potential if she leaves. I understand all that, and 1000 pesos is not out of line. But, I always try to get a little more time out of them. "X" girl was going to agree to three hours, but "A" girl stood fast at two hours only.
I just dismissed my "A" girl, nicely of course, after she had consumed her jarra, one that she had a head start on over my "X" girl. When the waiter came around to replenish my "A" girl's jarra, I just declined, sending her on her way. My "X" girl still had part of a pitcher to consume, and I sat quietly with my "X" girl until she had finished her jarra.
Now, before you criticize my expenditure on jarras, you must also understand that I spent the money as entertainment value only, not as a strategic effort to plan for the future with respect to salidas. I spent the money purely for entertainment's sake. The fact that we got into a negotiation about going on a threesome was purely coincidental. I was actually the furthest thing from my mind.
I had accomplished what I had set out to do that night, to have a blast that night with the two of them in the club, be entertained, and just kill some time frolicking with a couple of hot girls. Plus, as I indicated, having sex with them was really the least of my desires that night, needing instead to abstain for a night or so. It beats watching paint dry.
Threesome Negotiations 101
Yes. "A" girl is a hottie. And when she gets drunk enough, she'll actually start signing in your ear. Not a bad voice either. Yes. You did the absolute right thing last night. 3400 pesos is too much, however, take out the bar fine and 2000 pesos seems like a bargain. With that in mind, and if you don't already have her number, I would be more than happy to give it to you.
Wednesday Afternoon and Night...
Ok, update to my GFE...
My "G" girl was feeling awful because she was battling a cold. She is very, very, devoted, and stayed all day, obviously not feeling the best most of the time, but staying for me, hanging with me all day, and well into the evening. She would have stayed until 11pm, when she told me she had to return to tend to her mother, check on her, etc...
So, around 9:30pm, I just decided to send her home so she could get some rest. When we got back from Prestige, we slept together (literally and in every other sense of the word as well), but she was just in such discomfort that I felt sorry for her and told her to get some rest, so we literally slept for an hour or so before we went another round or two and I finally sent her home.
I recall that as she slept, I just was lying awake, and I thought she was asleep. Anyway, I was thinking about this boob job thing, and I was a little triste because, honestly, even though I know, certainly, her sorted background, I sense in her a purity of spirit that always appealed to me.
It is what appealed to me about her romantically, notwithstanding the hot body, and the unbelievably good sex that I get from her, which I believe is the result of a sincerity between us that transcends the obvious assumption that she is just a punta taking advantage of me. I have good sessions with many other girls in town, but I do not have the emotional connection that I have with my "G" girl. Well, maybe one or two of them are developing with some degree of sincerity with respect to friendship, but not with the intensity of emotional connection that I have with "G" girl.
Anyway, I must have had this look on my face as I gazed at the ceiling in the room, and she apparently woke up and noticed my expression. I did not think it was that obvious, but I remember her asking me all of a sudden why I was sad. I dismissed it as nothing, and tried to brush off the question. She persisted though, and I just finally had to tell her that I felt that, with her decision to get the boob job, I had lost her even further to the corruption of the club and her profession.
I know all of this sounds really dramatic, and very probably naive on my part. I realize of course, intellectually, that she was obviously previously corrupted, certainly. But, I had always sensed a purity of spirit in her that insulated her from the effects of her job. I had always felt that even though she was engaged in the corruption of the pro scene, she had somehow been able to preserve a quality that suggested a purity of spirit and sweetness that is so often lacking in the girls working the clubs.
She was so persistent in making me tell her the source of my melancholy, that I told her a few things against my better judgement. But, she was so persistent. I explained that, now, after her getting the boob job, austensibly for the purposes of marketing herself even more to the MFs in the club, I had lost a small piece of what I found so precious in her before. This is truly how I feel.
It's not that I am necessarily put off by the fake boobs, because they are actually quite pretty, and very professionally done. I took some great nude photos of her, and she looks great with them. But, I am more discouraged by the insinuation that the fake boobs project onto her visual appearance and persona, especially with respect to her chosen profession.
I did tell her that all those pros in the clubs look the same, act the same, all tatooed up, boob jobs every one, and that I was sad that she was being pulled even deeper into a world that I felt would serve only to change her for the worse over time, and that I worried that I had lost a part of what it was that appealed to me in her from the beginning.
I explained that I had always told her in the past never to change, not in spirit or personality, and certainly not in a physical sense, at least not until she was much older. I told her that what I loved about her was that I had always felt she had somehow risen above the decadence of her profession, and that when I have been with her, she has always made me feel that I was with a girl that was not from that scene.
I explained that now, the changes she decided on, make it more difficult for me to imagine I am with the same girl because I am constantly physically reminded of her motivations within the context of her choice of professions, regardless of whether I might sypathize with her need to buy a house, etc...the reason for her austensibly being the biz to begin with.
She explained that she theorized that she would be busier at work now, and that she would earn the money faster to get out, and that she wanted to get out faster because she wants to get a regular job, to get out so she is not working the bars...telling me that she wants to do so because I do not like the profession she's in.
It is sad...because I really believe that she has a quality of spirit that could survive such a job, provided she gets out soon enough. But, now, with her making the conscious decision to alter her body for the benefit of a bunch of MF's, and for the opportunity to make more money, and without regard for how I know such a thing will effect her personality eventually, just like a lamb to the slaughter or a dear in the headlights, she has plunged herself unknowingly deeper into the abis. it just kind of sickens me.
I already catch her constantly checking her appearance in the mirror. She was NOT so narcisistic before. I guess it's understandable because it's a big change, and I suppose a girl is going to want to know how she is looking with such a drastic change. But, I am concerned that this physical change will have a detrimental psychological change in her that will ultimately turn me off about her. I explained all of this to her in slow, but I believe, relatively good Spanish, and I believe I did so quite well. I did not accuse her of actually changing, but just explained that I worry that she will change, that is, that she will change beyond the otherwise unimportant boob job change, and change that I could live with and welcome, if she does not change psychologically or emotionally.
She soon told me how she understood how I felt, told me how much she loves me, promised not to change, promised to look for a new job, promised that she had stopped doing salidas because of us, yada, yada, yada.... But, don't misunderstand, she delivered her response with a lot of concern in her manner...she was not just pandering to my need to be reassured. At one point she asked me if I did not want to see her any more because the change made me feel this way. I told her I can't help but want to see her. I love her.
She told me that she will get a regular job, that she will not change in spirit, that she loves me, that she is faithful to me, notwithstanding what she must do in her job, obviously, yada, yada, yada...But, my melancholy is real, and my concerns that she will simply turn from the girl I adored into a more hard core punta is a very real concern. Whether I believe her or not with respect to her always being totally proper with respect to what she must do at her job goes without saying. But, in the past, I have explained to the board how I also know that the physical delivery of these kind of acts at the club by her, especially within the dirty and shitty confines of El Infinito, are akin to her like emptying a bed pan or giving someone an enema. Females do not enjoy sex in that context. If the truth be known, very few females enjoy sex unless they experience it in the hands of a professional, such as we all consumately are. So, for my part, while I prefer a chaste "girfriend," I also realize that she, emotionally, and even sexually, has no connection to what she has to do for a living. It's akin to cleaning the pipes, literally a dirty job.
She told me that because we are seeing each other with serious romantic feelings, she has stopped doing salidas. She, of course, must perform in the bar, but stopping the salidas is good news, provided one can rely on the word of a girl coming from that environment, which I doubt.
See, MJ, I am still having fun otherwise, yet tortured by the closeness I experience with this one girl. I get great GFE from my other choices in town, and without all the drama. But, with my "G" girl, it so far exceeds GFE that it can only be described as a legitimate novio/novia kind of thing, possibly for real beyond something only experienced in the moment, but quite possible something experience by us both in our respective absences from one another. You were right about my enjoying a legitimate girlfriend....But, that is the ultimate GFE, verdad?
Don't take all of my mystical psychobabel too seriously. I return to the US on Friday. I will probably seem a little nutty for a while, just like always, but I will eventually normalize to return to Monterrey with a new agenda, just as I did this time with my terrorizing the bars, and having unattached fun with my "other" options in town. And, depending on whether my "G" girl has changed in spirit, changed her mind about us, or whatever, I will see her again, and we will rekindle what seems to be an even more intensely stong legitimate relationship each time I see her again after being gone.
Bottom line...this changes nothing for me once I return to my legitimate life. I may love this girl with all sincerity in the moment while I am here in MTY, and even with strong emotional connection back home, but it means nothing with respect to my altering my life's circumstances in the real world. I am totally grounded in the reality of my life needing to go on uneffected back home.
You know, guys, I have known so many hundreds of GFEs in my day. I can only ask you to give me the benefit of the doubt when I say that the relationship with this girl is beyond anything I have experiences other than directly with good girls, and the accompanying intensity of a real romantic relationship. As I said before, if it is an act, she deserves an academy award, and I will buy the statue and make the presentation.
Next installment will be escapades of last night in Pasarelas with Precocious One in attendence. No drama, just decadent fun...Stay tuned...