Monger + Street Girl + Hong Kong Bar
So, I was in TJ on Sunday, April 30th, and was on an excursion with a favorite street girl. We went to a restaurant, [i]La Espadaña[/i] (Zona Rio: Sánchez Taboada Blvd. 10813), for lunch. The food was ordinary fare, I had chicken enchiladas with mole sauce that I wouldn't recommend.
Afterwards, we taxied back to Centro and were strolling down Primera when I had a crazy suggestion for my street girl friend. Let's go to Hong Kong Bar! She was tickled with the suggestion and readily agreed, but thought they would not allow her to enter. I told her not to worry. She works on Constitución and uses Hotel Irma and, of course, she has never stepped inside any of these bars, but has heard many stories. And previously she worked just two doors down at Hotel Venecia. Now, understand that she is not dressed like a street girl at all. She is dressed very conservatively with light makeup and better than average casual clothes. In short, she is attractive and presentable.
I start to enter Hong Kong Bar with her by the hand behind me and the masero standing at the door stops her and asks for her identification. She hands him her "working girl" medical ID and he looks it over a bit confused, flips it over a couple times looking for an age. There is none, he shrugs, says okay, and we enter! I didn't want to attract a lot of attention, so I brought her up to the second floor and took a seat along the rail overlooking the bar downstairs. Behind us is the small second floor stage with a couple girls dancing on it. Then a stripper walks down from the third floor and right past us, wearing nothing but a g-string on the bottom on a smile on the top! My street girl friend's eyes pop open in disbelief. Down below a topless girl is dancing on the bar.
A masero stops by and we order a couple of Bohemia's. My gal is wide-eyed and amazed trying to take in everything that's happening all over. Looking down to the first floor, a gal is showering in front of everyone in the clear, plastic shower cage. Girls are walking all over and one of the most obvious deficiencies hits her, there are a lot of ordinary and even ugly girls here in Hong Kong! She is really surprised. Her expectation was that it would be filled with beauties. The beers arrive and we both were ready for some Bohemia. We just sat there and enjoyed the general chaos. It was Sunday at about 4:30 p.m.
Then I found we were in for a special treat! The girls dancing on the small stage next to us on the second floor were handed a large can of shaving cream! Five minutes later, covered in cream, they dispensed with all their remaining clothes including their bikini bottoms and were humping each other shamelessly. Guys were inserting fingers for a dollar. It was quite a show, right up close. After a bit they rinsed off by pouring beer all over themselves.
I was ready to leave, wanting to be alone with my gal, but wanted to show her the third floor. I grabbed her hand and we walked upstairs and I showed her the private booths used for table dances. There was only one couple up there at the time. We went down the back stairs down to the first floor. Then we cut through to Miami Club so she could see all the gorditas lined up waiting for a dollar dance. We went out to the street laughing all the way to Hotel Mini where we did our own private dance. She was all giggles and amorous after our little adventure.