Quick Saturday Trip, Part 2
After finishing up a LC, I popped out to see if my amigo was around. Scouted HK, did another lap of BT, poked my head into LV (not necessarily in that order). Then I wandered into AB to check. After a couple of laps I was going to leave when a chica (one of several) poked me in the ass. She said something, and walked past. Not bad looking, with star tats on her left shoulder.
So, I followed her to the back, and asked if her name was Estrella. She looked at me funny and said no, it was Karla. I mentioned her tats and she understood. I asked how many, two? She said two on the shoulder, but another on her leg.
"Oh, Tres estrellas?"
"Si"
"Tres estrellas. Lo mismo de los autobuses?"
It took her a second, then she caught onto the gag and started laughing until she started coughing. We chatted a bit more, she asked if I'd buy her a drink. I told her I was looking for my friend. She really didn't want to take no for an answer, but in a nice way.
I really don't like doing AB girls, and the whole AB vibe is a bit off-putting. I was really hoping to actually get out of TJ with money in my pocket, for once. So, I dithered but finally acquiesced. Well, like the Borg, resistance was futile and I was assimilated. :)
Karla is about 5' 6", relatively slender, black shoulder length hair, lots of eye makeup, B naturals, says she's 33, has braces, two kids with mom in Aguas Calientes. Speaks very good Ingles, so she obviously has a lot of mileage, but claims that February will mark her one-year anniversary at AB. Says she lives above AB, so the commute isn't an issue, but that the work schedule of like 5:00pm - 6:00am, or something like that, 7 days a week, is brutal.
So, we schmoozed for the next hour, or so. She told me all about her business model, which was to deliver great service in order to get repeat customers, unlike other chicas who had lots of rules, delivered bad service and relied on a steady stream of suckers. I popped into the mens room and took my backup 25mg of Vitamin V.
She swilled 3 fichas, I had a beer (6th of the evening, and about 2 too many). After the third, she started saying that we needed to go up, and that the meseros didn't like seeing a girl with no drink sitting with a customer. I told her fuck the meseros, we'd go when I was ready.
We adjourn to the hotel and get the room. Inside, I begin to undress and she does the clean-the-panocha-in-the-sink routine. Luckily, she did a pretty thorough job. Then, she asks me to pay her. I shake my head and say "Pagó cuando terminamos." She looked at me, and said "You pay when we are finished?" I said yes, she looked again, then said OK. She knew I had the money because I'd counted it to make sure I had enough before we went arriba, so I wasn't going to give in.
She grabbed the in-house condom, which I took from her and threw in the trash. She giggled and said "No" probably thinking I wanted BBFS. I handed her one of mine, which was fine with her.
On the bed, she wanted to get down to business. Hugs, caresses and lots of DFK. Not so fast. I laid her down and started some tit sucking, then worked my way farther south. When I got to the good part, she started giggling and crossing her legs and saying no. I was polite, but insistent. I uncrossed her legs and made another foray. Again with the crossed legs. My next impulse was to get up, get dressed, give her $20 and split. But, I gave it one more try. She relented and said something like you can kiss it only for a little bit. But, the minute tongue hit clit, she changed her tune. She started moaning and thrusting her hips. She grabbed my hands and put them on her tits. This went on for the next 5 or 10 minutes, until she'd had enough. The girls can fake a lot of this, but you can't fake a dripping wet pussy.
So, I came up for air and she started in on more DFK. Then she started a rather mediocre CBJ. Then on to CG. Then to RCG. Then I wanted mish, which was pretty darn good. It was still too soon between pops, and the 6th beer in 5 hours wasn't helping. But, with some concentration, and effort on her part, liftoff was achieved.
I collapsed in a heap on top of her. She eventually pried me off, cleaned me up with one of her baby wipes, and we got dressed. As soon as I was dressed I collapsed, face up, on the bed. She said "Pay me now." I said "No tengo dinero," which earned me a giggle and a slap on the leg. I pulled out my roll, extracted enough for the taxi, jizz boy tip, and extra $1, and gave the remainder to her. She immediately counted it and said thank you. I asked her how much it was, she said "No se." I called her on that, mimicing her counting it out, then not knowing how much it totalled. She thought that was pretty funny. Anyway, I'm embarassed to say that I overpaid. There was just over $65 in the remainder, which, for me, is overpaying a bit. Oh well...
So, we exchanged real names, phone numbers and e-mail addresses. I promised to look her up when she returned from Aguas Calientes after January 8. Then we left. Immediately upon leaving the room she spied some guy she knew, standing at the reception desk. She flew over to him, glommed onto him like a long-lost relative, and completely forgot about me! Ahh, putas. You gotta love 'em!
PP scale: Appearance: 8/7 clothed/unclothed
Attitude/personality: 8
Performance: 8
