Yeah!... What He (Barcrawler) Said
[QUOTE=Joe Coodidge]Did you guys see this report?
[url]http://ukpress.google.com/article/ALeqM5hP1M4NIMF_BZvBW8650oeW8EbJvA[/url]
[url]http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,24002813-5006003,00.html[/url]
For those of you that are in Dubai, are they making a big deal out of this?
Be careful!
Joe[/QUOTE]
Old news this here. I don't feel sorry for them one bit. The UAE is an Islamic country it’s that simple. Hell come to think of it I don't think sex on the beach is allowed in no damn nation....:)
Day 14 – Tuesday 15th July 2008
With my liver rested for two days, and the anticipation that I’ll be fresh for another bout of P4P, I have a shitty day at work, combined with spending more time outside than normal, gets me pretty knackered after work. The only silver lining is that my bachelor days are no longer being shortened with work pressures now being put back. :cool:
I get checked into the Ramada again and try and get an hours kip – but it’s no good – I cannot relax enough. It is still mid-week – so I ponder where to go – should I cross the creek and try 49’s again ? – should I give Ratskeys another shot? :confused: – I’m not really wanting a late night – especially as I’ve not been able to get any shut-eye – so I figure I’ll put my head into Jockeys, take my chances there and see what happens. I’m not going to be too picky tonight.
8.30pm and I walk across the road to the ATM. I am just about to put my card in the machine, when there is a sudden shouting and scuffle nearby – two guys come out of the building entrance door shouting and pushing each other. :eek: I quickly put my card back in my pocket, fearing some sort of con – the guys start punching each other and being the strong assertive type – I move back 10 steps. One guy falls against a car and the other starts kicking him – the building watchman / security is just watching them. I move further away thinking the LE will arrive and I don’t want to get caught up in any “witness” assistance. The guys stop hitting each other and one of them walks away – blood on his face, his shirt torn.
I walk up to the shopping centre and use the ATM there, and when I return there is an LE patrol car – but of course the two guys have long gone. I walk down to Jockeys, but by now I’m all sweaty, given the longer than expected walk outside. When I get to the hotel I hang around the lobby for 10 minutes to cool down.
I walk inside Jockeys and find a spot at one of the tall tables. Place must be about 80% full – 50% M / 50% F - would guess 40% PRC / 40% CIS / 20% African – not very good on the ratings. I look around and spot one PRC I would rate an 8.
I order a beer and before it arrives, the best looking PRC (IMHO) comes over. As usual I am always hesitant at the first wave of attack – and usually brush them off. This being the best looker in the place, and her conversation not being the usual pleasantries – I continue conversation – but without getting too close to give the wrong impression. We’ll call her PRCLisa2
Beer arrives and I decide to risk and wait to see if better options arrive. PRCLisa2 continues to chat and makes it clear she wants to go with me. I continue to be a little “cold” and tell her I’m not really looking to take anyone tonight. After about 15 minutes she walks away.
I notice another PRC girl in the corner, a striking resemblance to one I saw at the Seaview last Thursday that I would have liked to take, however once she walks past she is not as thin – must be her sister!
PRCLisa2 has walked the circuit and returns to my side – she just wants to stand next to me. The first two beers are taking its effect and I can feel myself falling for those eyes – she wants to dance and starts wiggling her hips and rubbing her backside against my tool.
Its time for another drink and she’s more than happy to have a whiskey. 15 minutes later and she is clearly starting to loosen up. Without saying it, she knows I’m taking her tonight. Another PRC girl arrives – quite cute – but clearly not enough interest in her chest area. She is chatting to 2 guys next to us and we exchange glances. A group of CIS girls arrive – one looks of interest – blond hair, slim, would rate her an 8 – perhaps another day.
I somehow get onto the subject of the change in visa rules. Lisa2 said that she will be leaving next month, and she is not going to return back as the costs now are too high. :( The only way she would come back if she got a 3 year residency which costs them Dhs 30,000 - and this is too much to borrow, as she would have to repay about Dhs 60,000.
Another round and PRCLisa2 is trying to convince me to take her dancing. No way mid-week I say – perhaps at the weekend. Its now 10.30pm and the place starts to thin out a little. Time for us to go and decide to take her to the Old Vic at the Ramada for a drink.
Into the lobby and we somehow avoid the security. Into the pub and the duo are playing. PRCLisa2 is well loosened up now and is keen to dance and gyrate her hips as much as she can. We find two stools at the bar – she gives me a quick kiss on the cheek, then on the lips. We enjoy the band and its hard for PRCLisa2 to control herself from not jumping off the stool and dancing – but she somehow manages to keep control.
11.15pm and enough of the drink and up to the room – some music on and she’s dancing – I leave her for a few minutes and go to the bathroom – return and her arms are around my neck DFK. Great session and her BBBJ was fantastic – deep throat taking the whole of my shaft!
Knowing that I have to get up at 7am and Taxis are difficult form these girls to get at this time – I give her the choice of leaving now or at 7am (I’ve been late too many times already so cannot afford to get distracted again) – she’s worried that I will be going to York or another place – but I tell her stay if you want.
She’s too worried about not getting a taxi so she decides to leave – that suits me just right for a Tuesday night!!
Bars & Clubs during Ramadan
Folks,
I have been away for some time due to business and will back to Dubai not before Ramadan. So what?! You have to take it form the brght side: Clubs are less occupied and you exactly what the guy beside you is offering and what will be on the menue. In any other business one will call that market transparency.
Personally I am not worried about mongering during Ramadan, but one should take special care to the feeling and expectations of local citisens and certainly respect Ramadan.
In respect to mongering I am more concerned about the "traditonal" sweep out by LE prior to Ramadan, guess this for sure will come - and there my newly stocked up contacts heading towards there home countries.
greetings from the colder part of this world,
Tom
Day 15 – Wednesday 16th July 2008
Planning tonight’s action - and I’m tempted with the Premier or possibly Seaview now that Lisa has left Dubai, especially all the hotties :) I saw last Thursday. As I have work next day, Premier did not really suit, as it does not really get going until 11.30 / 12, so decide I’ll go to the Seaview instead.
9.30pm and I’m down at the Music Room, which is now my favorite place for an early pint. Place is about 40% full, with only 3 PRC’s sitting at the back bar, and a couple of guys with their “dates” for the night.
Another beer, and in come 4 African girls, taking up their positions at the bar. A few minutes later two PI girls arrive, and recognize them as regular WG’s I’ve seen in the past. They walk close by and conclude their ratings as a 5 or 6 – so nothing special here.
10.30pm and it’s time to get down to the Seaview. The taxi forgets to take the turn off to the backside of the Hotel and drops me off at the front – so I have to make my way through the back corridor of the hotel to get to the club. No entrance fee asked for and I climb the stairs.
Inside the place and it’s about 50% full – poor ratio tonight – would say 70% M / 30% F – 70% PRC – 30% CIS – cannot see any PI girls. Waitress finds me a spot at a table and I’m thrown next to 2 PRC girls – one of whom is already occupied with a guy. I watch the band, with my back to the 3 people at the table. I survey the room and not very good pickings tonight :( – generally rate the girls 4 – 6’s with 2 or 3 rated 8. I notice one girl whom I rate an 8 – cannot tell if PI or PRC from this distance – she looks over and I glance at her.
Another beer and the band are playing some good tunes – and those girls with their uniforms – yummy - why cannot some of the PRC girls wear outfits like that? (ok - I know - they’d get arrested!). The girl I was looking at comes next to me and starts talking to her friend – I know she’s PRC now – she keeps glancing over to see if I’ll give her a signal – but it’s just a bit too quick – I’ll wait to see what else materializes.
I get a prod in the back – turn round to the girl at the table and ….s**t .... it’s PRCForgot…:eek: ...dammm – I’ve been standing here with my back to her since I arrived – she asks “you forget me” – I say no – “just did not realize it was you” – chat to her for a few minutes, but not too close – cannot find the beer goggles yet which are needed to improve her rating.
I move around to another table and in walks PRCAlice (A previous take-away from a few years ago) – she’s looking good – but “been there, done that” so need something new. We acknowledge brief smiles. PRCForgot is standing behind me and as I look around occasionally and we exchange some fun banter with each other.
Time moves on and its now 12.30 – tonight is not a good night and I start to regret not going to the Premier. Another beer and the PRC girl who was eyeing me up earlier comes and sits on a stool at the table with a guy. The guy is completely wasted – he cannot walk straight or balance himself properly. The PRC girl looks at me and I smile and give a look of surprise “what are you doing there” sort of look.
Next thing I know PRCForgot stands next to me – s**t – I now have my sights on a girl whose occupied with a plastered guy and a girl next to me who I don’t want – how do I get myself in these situations!
I don’t want to get rid of PRCForgot as I may need to fall back on her when I finally find those beer goggles, but I want to keep the space open in case the other PRCGirl gets the message and hopefully “dumps” the guy she is with.
Time moves on its now 1am – and realize I’m screwed for work later. The plastered guy disappears and I get chatting to the PRCGirl – lets call her PRCForgot2 - as yep – cannot remember this one’s name either! :o
PRCForgot is still standing to my left and I’m talking to PRCForgot2 on my right. I get talking to PRCForgot2 and start to warm up to each other, chatting quite nicely. I get some drinks and she likes whiskey and coke. I turn and notice PRCForgot has given up and gone to look for other business.
It’s now 1.30am and we have to go – I’ve warmed up to PRCForgot2 very well now – given it is really the best pick of a poor night.
Back to the Hotel, usual security check and we’re in the room. Lots of very passionate DFK - good session (although I’ve had better) - and there is a huge wet patch in the bed after we finish – almost as if it was WS.
Day 16 – Thursday 17th July 2008
7am alarm rings. I dive into the shower to avoid any distraction, although not much to get distracted about, given I’ve lost those damm beer goggles again.:eek: Finish up and return to see that PRCForgot2 is still sleeping. Wake her up and she’s trying to convince me to stay until 9am – “need sleep” she says. I get dressed and she still does not get out of the bed. I pull off the cover and she shouts something in Chinese and disappears into the bathroom – I guess she’s not a morning person. :rolleyes:
8.15am and I finally kick her out of the room – although to her credit she did try and make it up to me – and almost succeeded.
Another Thursday night looms, and the dreaded hoards of horny drunk men hitting the clubs with their weekly fist full of cash to unleash their tank of sperm into any willing girl. With PRCLisa now back in her home country, I ponder last Thursday and seriously think about getting to the Seaview early, given the number of good looking girls I saw. Another option is to play safe and call PRCLisa2 – although not the best looking girl I’ve taken (would rate her an 8) – clearly a great bundle of fun. The Seaview option plays on my mind, but the options last night were pitiful which gives me cause for concern should I play out this option tonight.
I decide to play safe and call PRCLisa2. She text’s back to say she’ll wait for me in the York. I’m not that keen on going to this place tonight – but at least she’ll be there with her friends waiting for me.
9.30pm and I’m keen to get an early beer – so it’s down to the Music Room. Place is packed – 80%M / 20% F with the usual PRC / African girls at the back bar. I find a spot at the bar. I notice close by a table with two PI girls – one looks quite cute – but nothing stunning about the packaging / wrapping that makes me go over.
10.15pm and Rock Spiders finish their first set in fine form as usual. I finish up and leave to make the walk to the York.
10.30pm and I pass the security guy without paying the entrance. Through the doors and the place is about 80% full – would say 60%M / 40% F. Quickly move to the pool table, whilst trying to type an SMS to Lisa2. Message gets sent and the waitress greets me with a smile and asks “beer?” – I tell her to wait as I want to get hooked up with Lisa2 first.
I am standing there and can sense what feels like hundreds of eyes looking at me – it feels as if the girls are now the hunters and they start to close in on their spotted prey – an African girl stands next to me - I move a step away – but that puts me next to two PRC girls – who say “Hi”. Just then my phone rings – its Lisa2 – but between the loud music and her pigeon English cannot hear / understand a damm thing – I tell her I’m next to the pool tables – but she does not understand. I start to walk past the long bar whilst talking on the phone to see if I can see her doing the same thing – but it’s just too busy.
I walk back to the pool table area – and send another SMS with my location. The waitress pops her head again – so I get a beer. I can sense the hunters starting to close in again. Just as my beer arrives, Lisa2 shows up – then a sense that all the other hunters move away giving a feeling of space again.
Lisa is looking hot – and we chat for a few minutes. We then move down towards the dance floor area - and we find a spot at a table opposite the small bar.
Time moves on a little – its 11.30pm and Lisa is wanting to dance. My phone rings – I look at the screen – holy s***t :eek: – it’s the wife. I bolt out of the room and down the stairs – I can only answer the phone in a relatively quiet area – not thumping music. I’m walking against the hoards of people coming up the stairs. The security guy needs to stamp my wrist. The phone starts to ring again. I get into the lobby area and answer the phone – with the question of why I did not answer the first time, easy to brush off though.
Finish the call and back up the stairs. There is a queue of about 20 guys trying to get into the place. Back at the table and Lisa2 wants to know what happened.
Things calm down again. Place is now heaving – a dire ratio – would guess 80%M / 20%F. Lisa2 drags me onto the dance floor, and whilst it was enjoyable at first, it becomes too hot and it’s not the same when the dance floor is 98% men.
Back to the table, another round of drinks. I make a visit to the bathroom and upon returning there is a guy trying his luck with Lisa2 – but he has no chance – and the look on his face when I return and Lisa puts her arm around my waist is fantastic for the ego! :D
It’s now 1.30am – it is heaving with guys – all pushing and nudging their way around the circuit. It’s not enjoyable now – so I tell Liza2 its time to go.
Back at the hotel, through the security check and it’s down to some serious action. Fantastic BBBJ, deep throat – and she sure loved me DATY, not to mention watching herself in the cupboard mirror getting humped doggy. :p
Day 17 – Friday 18th July 2008
I am woken by the sound of the room door opening :eek: - I open my eyes – have no idea what time it is, but there is light shining through the curtain. The door opens wider and light streams in and lights the room up – I think Lisa2 is leaving – I look next to me and she is lying there naked – I jump up and shout out – “who is it?” – but I am naked – I realize it is the maid service (but in this country you get a bloke who makes up the room) – I shout out “we are still sleeping” and throw the cover over Lisa2. I realize that I’ve forgotten to put the Do Not Disturb sign on the door handle when we came back last night. :( The guy apologizes and closes the door. (This is not the first time I’ve fallen foul of this mistake!)
Lisa2 snuggle’s up next to me, her arm across my chest. I want to savor moments like this. I need the bathroom – but its hard to disturb such an environment.
I return from the bathroom and Lisa2 has woken up. She goes to freshen up and upon her return she jumps on top of me which sort of leads to another passionate session. I am getting to like this girl a lot – she has a lot of fun energy – dare I say it – maybe more than Lisa.
Throughout the evening yesterday she was frequently getting calls from a number of guys asking for her, with one particular guy whose numerous persistent calls you can conclude he obviously does not get the message that when a girl says she’s busy – this means she’s with another guy. This does not normally bug me, however, my opinion is that once inside the room, a girl should not take calls or make appointments with anyone else – this is something she can do when she leaves me. So when her phone started ringing in the morning, from a guy asking her to come over straight away - I had to tell her some rules of respect I expect her to follow if she is with me, and something that most other girls I take follow.
With this now out of the way, we end up having a pillow fight & tickling fun which led to round 2. During the “cooling down” period we get chatting, and she teaches me how to say her real name in Chinese (Lisa2 is her “working” name). Like most girls she would prefer not to be doing P4P, but she is sad that from August she will have to leave with the new visa rules coming into effect, and unless a new place opens akin Rattler or Cyclone, she will not be coming back, as what she can get from York & Seaview is not enough. If she came back she would need to get at about 10 customers a week on current prices to make things worthwhile – which is too much. Now she only looks for 5 or 6 customers a week – something she can deal with in her mind.
12 noon, and I’ve got errands to run, so Lisa2 goes home.
Late afternoon and I ponder the evening. Premier is on the shortlist, but where to go beforehand. Hard to think of a suitable venue for the 9 – 11pm period other than Music Room or Jockey’s. I cannot think of a new venue, and my mood is not really into another chase around tonight – I start to think about an alternative of getting Lisa2 to meet me at the start of my night – and decide this sits well with me. I text Lisa2 and tell her to meet me in the lobby of the Ramada at 9.30pm.
8.45pm and I’m all ready to go – but still have 45 minutes to kill. I decide to go for an early beer at the Old Vic – there’s no P4P action here – but a pleasant enough place with a duo band.
9.30pm and I’m down in the lobby. I send an SMS to Lisa2 “Where are you?” – I get the reply “At home” :rolleyes: – WTF – “why are you at home?” – no answer. I call and she says she will come now – I’m tempted to tell her to forget it – this might teach her a lesson (hoping that she does have a soft spot for me) – but then maybe she’s not that bothered as she could just as easily go to the York and pull another bloke. She tells me she’ll be 10 minutes – she was actually there 3 minutes later - turns out she was already on the way but did not know how to write it in English.
Lisa2 is looking fantastic tonight – wearing a shortish skirt. We walk down to the Music Room. Inside place is about 40% full – we get one of the tall tables and order some drinks. We just catch the end of the Rock Spiders first set. I find the stools rather uncomfortable – not designed for close “touchy touchies” with a partner – and end up getting back ache.
Time moves on, the second band finish the next set and Lisa starts to loosen up from her whiskey & coke, and wants to dance – so I decide we’ll go to the Seaview. Jump in a taxi and 10 minutes later we are there. As she’s with me she is not asked to pay the entrance.
Inside and the place must be 70% full – would guess 50% M / 50% F. Most tables are occupied, but we manage to find a spot at one right next to the dance floor. The band is playing and our drinks arrive. I notice PRCAlice, PRCForgot2 and Lisa’s room mates all looking at me.
The band finish their set, and Lisa wants to dance – not enough people on the dance floor for me to be brave enough – so she’s dancing with her room mate – boy can she gyrate her hips – and puts on a bit of a show that would lead you to believe she’s Bi – Hmmm – wait a second - maybe worth exploring!! ;)
Lisa2 goes to the bathroom, and 2 minutes later I have an arm around my waist – its PRCForgot2 – s***t – I hope Lisa2 or her room mates don’t see this. PRCForgot2 whispers something in my ear – but cannot make out what it is – I suddenly see Lisa2 on the dance floor again – did she see her arm around my waist? – PRCForgot2 leaves and a minute later Lisa2 comes back to join me – everything seems ok – I’m sure if she saw that she would have some comment to make.
Time moves on and we’re really enjoying the time. Lisa2 drags me on the dance floor – must be about 15 people dancing so not too bad. Place is still pretty buys - and would guess (but hard to tell from where I was) the ratio stayed at 50/50 or maybe 60 % M / 40% F. I start to feel the effects of the drink and don’t want to get too plastered – it’s 2am so time to go for the extra curricular activities.
Find a taxi waiting outside – 5 minutes to the hotel. As soon as the room door closes we’re DFK and almost ripping each others clothes off – pausing only to get those damm socks off. Another fantastic night – this girl has now officially become my mistress. :)