Don't read this, Chacha; doesn't answer your specific questions
Tuesday night, decided to go out for a [i]cruise[/i]. Given that I'd missed Seaview bar earlier in the week, stopped in there a bit after 10. As expected, with no band, sparse. Several good looking Chinese, but they were attached already (or at least were trying to confirm the deals with their [i]targets[/i] of choice. At least one arrived, obviously to rendezvous with a previously arranged date. Of course, the girl I had in mind, the dancing Kirgie, was nowhere around. Could have called her, but what fun is that?
BC: I did see Cappy, [b]AND[/b], happy to say, I even recognized her before she was nice enough to come over and say hi. She did ask where my girlfriend was...
Couple of other attractive CIS, and one STRIKING -stani, but she made a beeline for somebody she knew before I even had a chance at an intercept.
Several job interviews, but none that made my criteria for THAT night. One that had potential was being blocked by a pair of dudes; might have been legit players, but looked more like time-wasters to me. She was not moving to untangle herself, so just gave her a smile as I walked out.
Decided to check out Jockey's midnight scene, just to see.
Can say it took me longer to find a parking space than I spent inside Jockeys (TYPICAL dxb; a perfectly good, FUNCTIONAL, dirt parking lot, benefiting a LOT of people (and small truck drivers)... what do they do? Block it off!!!). Anyway, after eventually finding a place to park not too far away, walked into Jockeys just past midnight. Surprising number of punters (maybe I should say drinkers) there; think your local pub. Very few wg's, and those there only just warranted a cursory glance. No Chinese, others a motley mix of CIS and Africans. Made 1 circuit of the place. Even then, grabbed at by 4 Africans. One, mistaking my usual brush off (damn, I wish they knew history), PURSUED me, thinking I wanted to engage in conversation. One would have thought that my brusque behavior, coupled with my back as I walked away, would have been a hint. But she was nipping at my sleeve almost all the way to the door. WHAT can they be thinking?
In my search for parking, had passed Imperial. Seeing a mass of guys moving towards the entrance, I had no thoughts of entering that "last lifeboat leaving" circus. Previously, I would have headed for York after Jockey's, but, for [u]personal[/u] reasons, did not want to be seen there. However, normally, that would have been my next stop.
Well, considered just going home. But... given the sparse atmosphere of Seaview, and the equally sparse (wg wise) of Jockey's, decided I take the long way home, swinging by Cyclone. Would check out how many cars parked there.
About 12:30, full almost down to the end of the hospital side (debating with myself if that was good or bad), but, once there, why not?
Paid my dues (75 dhs); typical Cyclone: full price for less (no music). No warning about "no music", but maybe entrance gate security knew I knew (or maybe they just figured that guys REALLY [u]DON'T[/u] go there for the music). Whatever the situation, Cyclone is a money mint.
Inside, place teaming!!! The [i]central square[/i], between the small center bar and the largest bar to the right, PACKED. Made a circuit of the small, center bar, enjoying the gauntlet of Chinese a-listers. A number of familiar faces, but my [i]canary[/i] was nowhere to be seen.
Got a coke at the bar (25 dhs). MIGHT have been a full can but I have my doubts. It was a small glass.
I'm wondering if, at immigration, girls passports are stamped "valid for Cyclone" based on an assessment of their rack size. If you want to see nice Asian racks, Cyclone is the place to go. I'd almost say the majority of Chinese there are above a-cup size. Did see a few rail-thin ones. One [i]rail[/i], seen there many times, really is a package, ALWAYS stylishly dressed. Given my pocket depth, know I don't have a chance with her... did see her disappearing out the door with a very [i]casually[/i] dressed client (just going to show, it's the wallet size, not the clothes, that sets the deal).
Number of familiar faces stopped by to say hi, thinking, as I hadn't been there, had been home for the holidays. Told one I've known for years the truth "I'm just a cheap charlie; don't like paying to get in". Her reply? "Well, you're inside now..."
Having a bit of fun with another new face, telling her it was my first time in dxb, Cyclone 1st time... That got blown when another previous pull stopped by to market. Cute, but, unfortunately, couldn't remember her name (or, more importantly, performance; I do have to work on that portable database). Seeing this, Miss New gave me a caustic look and moved away.
Spotted a tall, cute, nice cleavage across the aisle, but although exchanged smiles, she didn't come over. Lost sight of her. Hadn't seen too many [i]couples[/i] leaving, just concerned I wouldn't be able to find her again in the masses. Some other potentials, but, ...
POINT: the bad thing about being known, they know your price range.
Spotted Miss Cleavage again; same, she across the aisle, exchanged smiles, but no come-on. Again, lost sight of her. Another rail thin long-timer, now in bob-cut blonde hair, looking very nice, but, once again, I know my wallet is not that big. Besides, this being Cyclone, I was after the "more than an a-cup".
Miss C back; this time, she did come over. Newly arrived, limited english, but enough for a small conversation. She asked about that evening's [i]potential[/i]; I replied "Maybe", just because I was not sure what the price would be. It was funny: several known, and even unknown faces, stopping by to [i]advise[/i] me I should take Miss C as she was a [i]nice[/i] girl. They do take care of their own...
Stepped in close to ask [u]THE[/u] question, "How much for LT?". Her reply of "500" was immediately given the affirmative nod; it fact, I was rather surprised she hadn't tried for the usual 700. She did mention that "too many ladies, and everyone tell me you nice guy".
POINT: the good thing about being known, if you have a good rep, that does count for something.
Especially with the newly arrived. With a seasoned pro, they know the ropes, they've learned to judge character, know they can handle [i]situations[/i], and know they WILL get THEIR price on any given night. But for someone here a month or two, a reasonable [i]salary[/i] from a safe bet is worth something, especially in a buyer-friendly market.
Just to be sure our definitions of LT were the same, I did ask what time she wanted to leave in the morning. The "up to you" set the deal, so I finished the last swallow of my drink, and out we went (1:30). No further mention of money, no mention of "Pay before". Again, your rep can stand you in good stead.
Aside: some attractive CIS spotted at Cyclone, but I did not make any circuit of the long bar, [i]their[/i] area. And, as often reported, being seen talking to the Chinese immediately enclothes you with the "cloak of invisibility". 2 heifers standing next to me (does ANYONE think the dark lipstick with the black liner attractive?) didn't seem to understand about personal space, until I reminded them of my physical presence.
Nice thing about LT is, there [b]should be NO[/b] rush. Sure warning sign when she pushes to get things started. None of that here. Even with the limited english, we did make ourselves understood, and had some laughs, BOTH of us relaxing. Only bad thing was, now 2:30, I was ready to venture to the bedroom. It wasn't that she was hesitant, it was simply the middle of her work day, and she was wide awake.
Close to 5, heard the newspaper being delivered as we finally were ready for some sleep. (Bad news), didn't wake up till after 12, so there went my morning (plus feeling beat for the rest of the day - I just don't handle [i]time shifts[/i] that well anymore). Morning wakeup not a problem; slipped her taxi fare, and she was away while I went in search of lunch.
POINT: Cyclone is Cyclone. Yes, it hurts to have to wave bye-bye to 75 (85 on weekends) dhs just for the privilege of walking in. That does up the total [i]cost[/i] of entertainment. But there are some beauties there, and, on a favorable market day, you can flash back to years past. Still a fun time, even if expensive.
Unsolicited hint for the arriving repeat visitor
OK, so you found a fun girl on your last trip; now you want to see her again on this trip. If she's as good as you remember her, don't just assume you can walk into the bar and there she'll be, [u]especially regardless of hour[/u]. If you enjoy her company, no doubt, so do others. And to live in dxb, she will have to have a number of [i]others[/i].
If you have a few days here, then, fine, you can call her and it should be a safe assumption that sometime during your visit, next day or 2, you can hook up. But if you're on a quick stopover, then ... She just might have [i]other[/i] commitments. And if those are with a regular, they will not be broken (it's just financial common sense).
Yes, those international calls can be expensive (and show up on a phone bill). Perhaps an sms to alert her of your arrival (not sure which countries can inbound sms's) might be an alternative. Surprising her might SOUND good, but the surprise might be on you.
Have seen it happen several times, the most recent early this morning. Miss T receiving a call from the [i]office[/i]; punter, just arrived, looking for her. Last night, she wasn't available. Tonight... if he's still in town, hopefully they can hook up. No doubt alternatives around the office last night, but, IF you want a SPECIFIC girl, an arrival notice could pay huge dividends.
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[quote]Language barrier[/quote]
With the girl I'd pulled from Cylone earlier this week: at the bar, I did not enquire about menu. Just one of those I was interested in regardless.
In bed, things heating up. Asked if she sucked. She [i]claimed[/i] she didn't understand. I said, "You know, suck", pointing my finger at my mouth. This time she replied "No, not do". OK, figured the bbbj was OUT, but certainly a cbj should be possible. So I tried again, "You no suck?" "No". OK, that seemed very definitive; I wouldn't bother breaking out the flavored condoms. But still, I was a bit mystified. After all, Cyclone... she wasn't african... even if she was new, she certainly should know that that menu omission would certainly hurt employment opportunities.
Just then, she elaborated, "No have..." as she made a back and forth brushing motion with her finger with her mouth open. I had to laugh out loud... explained I was NOT talking about brushing teeth. This time, I demonstrated by taking her finger in my mouth... turned out, bbbj not a problem. And she learned a new word (or at least my pronuciation of it).