The Great White Hooker and dinner at Frank's Casa Greca
[QUOTE=Hotrod10;2001120]On occasion I see a photo of a white hooker. Is that common in the DR.[/QUOTE]I don't know how common it is but, I did run into one Friday night in Santo Domingo. I was having a beer in a Colmado, and a mature "rubia" with bleach blonde hair strolled in and approached me. She was definitely "white" - as her scant top showed distinct "tan lines" over her milky flesh. I had to have as taste, but I will repost a report on that in the Santo Domingo thread, shortly.
BTW, at the same Colmado there was this gorgeous white Dominicana sitting behind the counter with one of the people who ran the place. She didn't work there, but was somebody's girlfriend, obviously. White as me, but still had that Latina face and eyes, and a big rack that was overflowing from her low cut top.
But as to Boca Chica, I had a few enjoyable nights there. I think the place is good for two nights max, though. The street hustlers get old real quick. Next time I will consider BC as one-night side trip from SD, which seems to have a lot more going for it.
I made it up to Casa Greca, guided by the photos that someone posted earlier (the sign no longer says Casa Greca, as there is a Casa Grecia in nearby Andres). Frank, the erstwhile Greek from Montreal was there and introduced himself. The menu was in Spanish but he gave me a rundown on it. The Italian sausage was great, as well as cheap. I had it with the skewered lamb and the Greek salad. All very reasonably priced. This was around dusk, but Frank warned me the place gets packed around 7 or 8, and he was correct. Lots of European couples like the place.
I saw some of the most attractive women in BC while dining there. First I heard some people speaking what sounded like Russian and looked up to see two young couples strolling past. Two tall, blonde beauties who were a head taller than the men they were with. I noticed that phenomenon in Ukraine: where women are known to be rather tall, and men are often shorter than their wife. Then a big, red, late model Mercedes sedan pulls up to the curb, and out pops this striking statuesque Dominica in a clingy yellow sundress, apparently getting a to-go order. She wasn't that young, and her MILFy curves suggested this was someone's mommy, but she was a prize. I surmised she was the type of girl that gets the expensive Mercedes in the DR. I went back the next evening and noticed a older Gringo sitting near me with a very attractive, and young Dominicana. He wore a black t-shirt with Pattaya in big letters on the front, but it might as well have said monger. I would have liked to have traded notes with him, but he seemed occupied with his date.
Lessons Learned in Boca Chica
I had planned to go straight up to Sosua from SD, but realized I would be getting off a plane, onto a cab and onto a bus for a long ride. I would be beat by the time I got there. I opted to go straight to Boca Chica based on recommendations here on this forum. The hotel I booked Aparthotel Azzura sent a driver to meet me ($20) and he waited with a sign with my name on it. We made good time to the hotel. On the way past Andres, I would notice girls standing on the side of the highway and they weren't looking to catch a bus, either. I bet you get a good rate on these, as they are likely catering to local traffic.
I had a shower / shit / shave in my room and despite being up by 4 AM I wasn't ready for the usual "disco nap". Went straight out and looked for an ATM. Scored some cash under the watch of a shotgun guard at some bank off Duarte and was off to the races. Had a stroll down Duarte in daytime and immediately got the drift of the pervasive hustlers. Had a beer at some quiet bar full of aloof Germans and headed out.
Passed a few chicas on the street and one latched her arms around me as hard as any lady body in Pattaya. Introduced herself as Cindy. She was very petite, dark, and wearing a short, too-tight dress with bold, pink pattern. I noticed a bulge at the tummy. Baby bump or just a baby-damaged belly? I wanted to do a pregnant hooker, and if the price was right, we could play. I got her to walk down the park off Duarte while we talked price. I kept saying 1000, and of course she wanted more. We went into that grocery store across from the park and I bought us some beverages. I made a point of acting like I was straddling the fence and I was, actually. Finally she agreed to 1000 and we were off to my room. Reception took her Cedula and we went upstairs.
In my room she immediately started talking about her baby and how she would like a nice propina. Wow, at least we got that part out of the way. She noticed a set of earbuds I had laid on the drawers, that were still in the plastic package, unopened. She picked them up and eyed them like she was interested.
Lesson #1: do not leave anything out in the open, because these girls have an uncanny ability to spot anything of value and will evaluate it as a propina. All three girls I brought up did just that. After putting down the ear buds, she went straight to the bidet in the bathroom. Then she took a shower. Once she came out naked, I saw no bump or much of a belly. Actually, she looked much better naked than I expected, which is a first for me. Her tits were in good shape and her ass was my introduction to the awesome Dominicana ass.
Lesson 2: it's all in how they package it! I think this poor girl was literally so "poor" she had no money for a decent set of clothes to be a competitive street ho. The most prominent baby damage was a large, fresh, see-section scar that she made a point of showing to me. I guess this was to prove her maternal status and thus, make her case for a propina on behalf of her unseen children. I had never had a ho advertise her baby damage before.
To her credit, her skills in bed matched the pleasant surprise of her naked body. She was the cheapest girl of my trip and the best performer. She gave me a BBBJ and only when I was ready did she flip on her hands and knees and stick her butt in my direction. She got a giggle from the black Okamoto condom I put on. I assured her it was a quality Japanese product and "the Acura of condoms". That made her laugh again. She also let out another burst of giggles when I blew my load, though I don't know why. Maybe because I was a bit noisy. That Cesarean-section had left her with a tight little cooze. The tightest in my mongering experience save for the tiny Lao girl I picked up in Pattaya. Cindy took another quick shower, slipped back into that ugly dress, took the 1000 plus a 200 propina. She picked up the earbuds and gave me that sad look. And I said she could have them, too. That seemed to make her really happy.
Lesson 3: Price is no indicator of quality. This confirmed my past experience that paying more does not get you more. My trip to the DR only verified past experiences on that detail.
Ms. Cindy hurried off with earbuds and cash in hand, and I went to bed, and finally got in my disco nap. I did go to Piano Bar later, when I found Katrin, the girl I posted a photo of previously. At 1500, Katrin was a bargain for such a young, clean piece of ass. But, Cindy had the skills.
Its all in how They Package It. Part 2.
[QUOTE=CharlesPooter;2003634]I agree. I cannot speak for other locations, but in the DR "you get what you pay for" is a useless maxim when it comes to chicas. I have had bad experiences at a high price and great experiences at a low price.
A monger claiming "you get what you pay for" either:
1) Has more money than sense.
Or 2) Has very limited experience so is judging on a too small a sample.
Or 3) Has low self-confidence or inability to agree a fair price, perhaps because he has nil Spanish.[/QUOTE]Haha! Thanks for chiming in. So let me tell everyone the story I wasn't going to tell. My second night in BC I went back to Piano Bar around dusk. Decided to try the Mamajuana, which I had never bothered to try in my first 24 hours in the DR. I promptly was approached by a number of girls who did not immediately interest me and politely explained I didn't need company. Unlike dealing with the street touts, there was no need to be a dick. Then again, I am assuming one of the rules of the house is the girls not annoy the customers, hence the better manners. I saw the MILF I had spotted the other night, but evidently I had my beer goggles on, because she appeared about 50 lbs heavier this evening. She waved at me, and I gave the polite wave back but declined any further contact. Then a dark girl who was just one shade shy of being black slid up to me. Introduced herself as Karolina. She said she was from SD and was looking for work in a bar, but had no luck. She told that she was not a prostitute and then did everything she could to make me believe that she was a prostitute. I think sliding up to a guy in Piano Bar is enough to confirm any suspicions, but no, she went over the top and started pointing out how her body was all natural. Squeezing her boobs, which looked ample and running her hands down her hips. But, she also squeezed her crotch and assured me it was big too. LOL. A buddy of mine once asserted that the biggest insult you could give to a woman is to tell her she has a big pussy. But, Karolina was really bragging about hers. Actually, she was attractive in her own way, though not pretty as the Katrin, the girl I pulled the night before. She was bigger than the other girls and her black features were prominent. She suggested we take a table in the corner where I tried to get down to business. How much? Nothing, she insisted, she would not take money. She was not a prostitute. Really? She wanted a "boyfriend". Okay, I know how this is going to work out. But, I will bite. I am curious and you know curiosity killed the cat. But, I'm still down with her game. Drink a round of drinks and I ask "Want to go to my room", and she couldn't get me out of there fast enough.
Back in the room, Karolina striped down quickly and man, was I surprised: her body did not look so good once she removed the tight pants and top. Suddenly she had a belly, and the tits were very modest. I spotted some baby damage, but that was no surprise at this point. But, it was the exact opposite of what I encountered the previous afternoon, when I took Cindy up to my room and undressed her. Again, its all how they package things. Karolina packaged herself to cover her weak points. Poor Cindy didn't know how to make herself look good, though she was the best and the cheapest of all the girls I had.
Karolina did the shower routine faster than the other girls, by skipping the bidet duties and going straight to the shower and making sure I came along. It was actually fun, but it ended too soon. She was ready to get down to business. We hopped on the bed and here is where it gets weird. Suddenly she acts suspicious and says, "No video?" I say "No, we don't have to make a video unless you want to make a video?" But, that isn't what she meant. She said she had gone with another gringo to his room and he had a hidden video camera in the room. The video of them together was now on the internet and she did not want her baby to see it (the first time she mentioned having a child). LOL. I loved that, because I collect porn videos of sex with hookers. I will be looking for that video.
In any case, I assured her there was no hidden camera in my room, and she started with a BJ that had a sense of urgency to it. Oh no, not one of those. Here we go again. Karolina asked if I had a condom, which of course I did (it seemed the other two girls I'd brought up didn't care that much) and I got to work on her in a variety of positions. Again, I sensed some urgency on her part to get it over with and I just worked her harder. But bending her over the bed with her big ass sticking up was the icing on the cake. After I blew my load, she asked if we could go out to the clubs some more. Party with her? Didn't sound so fun anymore, given her "less than girlfriend experience", but I said yes. She hurriedly went for a quick shower, and I laid 1500 DOP on the dresser in plain view. I went to shower again and when I came back she was dressed and the money still there, to my surprise. So, here the game takes a turn. I tell her, "Karolina, I am sorry you could not find work today. You were so nice to me. Please take this money, okay?" The look on her face was priceless. She seemed aghast at first and then I saw the anger rise up in her. "What? Do you know you are talking to Karolina? I am not a prostitute! You are cheapie!" Wow, that was a new word to put in my lexicom - "cheapie". I feigned surprise (I am a good actor) and ask "What is the matter? I thought you wanted to be my girlfriend. I want to help my girlfriend. Please take this and don't be angry. " But, she gives me an earful in English and Spanish and I discern that she is not leaving until I pay her nothing less than 2500. She refuses the cash in my hand, and says "That isn't 20 dollars, you are CHEAPIE!" I maintain my cool and in my most adult and dignified voice I counter with, "Actually, that is nearly 33 dollars" and pull out my tablet with the [URL]XE.com[/URL] app and try to show her the exchange rate. She wants none of it and starts looking around the room, for something she can snatch I assume (or is she still looking for the hidden camera). I continue with the naive tourist routine and tell her I am very disappointed with her, and I thought she was going to be my girlfriend. She demands more money and I pull another 500 and lay it on the pile of bills and open the door. She takes the 2000 and heads out the door in a huff.
Not two minutes have passed before there is a knock on the door. Its the staff member who works the front and he hold's Karolina's cedula in hand. He has a concerned look on his face and asks, "Is everything okay?" I assure him all is good, thank him and he leaves. But, I wonder what alerted him to a potential problem. Did she make trouble or act agitated when retrieving her cedula? Or did the hotel have a prior bad experience with her? I sense this was not her first rodeo in the area of false pretenses.
So, the outcome was what we expected, right? If she refuses to name her price up front, then you can expect trouble. I knew that beforehand. We all know that (or we should know that). But I wanted to play that game. We both lost from my POV, since she neither of us got what we were wanting (in my case, I was looking for decent sex for no more than 1500). I don't know what she was expecting to rake in from me, maybe a longer term arrangement, but she killed her possibilities early on. Nonetheless, it was an entertaining experience, so it was not that much of a loss.
And now, I am going to look for that scandalous video that she was so upset about.
Being a nice guy will get you screwed in a bad way
You took a girl who you really did not want because she looked needy but doable. I have learned the hard way that settling on girls who are not appealing to you rarely works.
[QUOTE=Eszpresszo;2003868]Haha! Thanks for chiming in. So let me tell everyone the story I wasn't going to tell. My second night in BC I went back to Piano Bar around dusk. Decided to try the Mamajuana, which I had never bothered to try in my first 24 hours in the DR. I promptly was approached by a number of girls who did not immediately interest me and politely explained I didn't need company. Unlike dealing with the street touts, there was no need to be a dick. Then again, I am assuming one of the rules of the house is the girls not annoy the customers, hence the better manners. I saw the MILF I had spotted the other night, but evidently I had my beer goggles on, because she appeared about 50 lbs heavier this evening. She waved at me, and I gave the polite wave back but declined any further contact. Then a dark girl who was just one shade shy of being black slid up to me. Introduced herself as Karolina. She said she was from SD and was looking for work in a bar, but had no luck. She told that she was not a prostitute and then did everything she could to make me believe that she was a prostitute. I think sliding up to a guy in Piano Bar is enough to confirm any suspicions, but no, she went over the top and started pointing out how her body was all natural. Squeezing her boobs, which looked ample and running her hands down her hips. But, she also squeezed her crotch and assured me it was big too. LOL. A buddy of mine once asserted that the biggest insult you could give to a woman is to tell her she has a big pussy. But, Karolina was really bragging about hers. Actually, she was attractive in her own way, though not pretty as the Katrin, the girl I pulled the night before. She was bigger than the other girls and her black features were prominent. She suggested we take a table in the corner where I tried to get down to business. How much? Nothing, she insisted, she would not take money. She was not a prostitute. Really? She wanted a "boyfriend". Okay, I know how this is going to work out. But, I will bite. I am curious and you know curiosity killed the cat. But, I'm still down with her game. Drink a round of drinks and I ask "Want to go to my room", and she couldn't get me out of there fast enough.
Back in the room, Karolina striped down quickly and man, was I surprised: her body did not look so good once she removed the tight pants and top. Suddenly she had a belly, and the tits were very modest. I spotted some baby damage, but that was no surprise at this point. But, it was the exact opposite of what I encountered the previous afternoon, when I took Cindy up to my room and undressed her. Again, its all how they package things. Karolina packaged herself to cover her weak points. Poor Cindy didn't know how to make herself look good, though she was the best and the cheapest of all the girls I had.
Karolina did the shower routine faster than the other girls, by skipping the bidet duties and going straight to the shower and making sure I came along. It was actually fun, but it ended too soon. She was ready to get down to business. We hopped on the bed and here is where it gets weird. Suddenly she acts suspicious and says, "No video?" I say "No, we don't have to make a video unless you want to make a video?" But, that isn't what she meant. She said she had gone with another gringo to his room and he had a hidden video camera in the room. The video of them together was now on the internet and she did not want her baby to see it (the first time she mentioned having a child). LOL. I loved that, because I collect porn videos of sex with hookers. I will be looking for that video.
In any case, I assured her there was no hidden camera in my room, and she started with a BJ that had a sense of urgency to it. Oh no, not one of those. Here we go again. Karolina asked if I had a condom, which of course I did (it seemed the other two girls I'd brought up didn't care that much) and I got to work on her in a variety of positions. Again, I sensed some urgency on her part to get it over with and I just worked her harder. But bending her over the bed with her big ass sticking up was the icing on the cake. After I blew my load, she asked if we could go out to the clubs some more. Party with her? Didn't sound so fun anymore, given her "less than girlfriend experience", but I said yes. She hurriedly went for a quick shower, and I laid 1500 DOP on the dresser in plain view. I went to shower again and when I came back she was dressed and the money still there, to my surprise. So, here the game takes a turn. I tell her, "Karolina, I am sorry you could not find work today. You were so nice to me. Please take this money, okay?" The look on her face was priceless. She seemed aghast at first and then I saw the anger rise up in her. "What? Do you know you are talking to Karolina? I am not a prostitute! You are cheapie!" Wow, that was a new word to put in my lexicom - "cheapie". I feigned surprise (I am a good actor) and ask "What is the matter? I thought you wanted to be my girlfriend. I want to help my girlfriend. Please take this and don't be angry. " But, she gives me an earful in English and Spanish and I discern that she is not leaving until I pay her nothing less than 2500. She refuses the cash in my hand, and says "That isn't 20 dollars, you are CHEAPIE!" I maintain my cool and in my most adult and dignified voice I counter with, "Actually, that is nearly 33 dollars" and pull out my tablet with the [URL]XE.com[/URL] app and try to show her the exchange rate. She wants none of it and starts looking around the room, for something she can snatch I assume (or is she still looking for the hidden camera). I continue with the naive tourist routine and tell her I am very disappointed with her, and I thought she was going to be my girlfriend. She demands more money and I pull another 500 and lay it on the pile of bills and open the door. She takes the 2000 and heads out the door in a huff.
Not two minutes have passed before there is a knock on the door. Its the staff member who works the front and he hold's Karolina's cedula in hand. He has a concerned look on his face and asks, "Is everything okay?" I assure him all is good, thank him and he leaves. But, I wonder what alerted him to a potential problem. Did she make trouble or act agitated when retrieving her cedula? Or did the hotel have a prior bad experience with her? I sense this was not her first rodeo in the area of false pretenses.
So, the outcome was what we expected, right? If she refuses to name her price up front, then you can expect trouble. I knew that beforehand. We all know that (or we should know that). But I wanted to play that game. We both lost from my POV, since she neither of us got what we were wanting (in my case, I was looking for decent sex for no more than 1500). I don't know what she was expecting to rake in from me, maybe a longer term arrangement, but she killed her possibilities early on. Nonetheless, it was an entertaining experience, so it was not that much of a loss.
And now, I am going to look for that scandalous video that she was so upset about.[/QUOTE]