Ciudad Juarez - 2002 Reports

[Crespo]

i like the variety of strip clubs. where else can you see twelve or more naked women up close and personal? i'm frugal myself. at amadeus, i only spent about $15 ($10 for drinks and the rest tips). i wouldn't mind spending a little more if the dances were more revealing, but rarely do i spend more than $50.

i do prefer the mp's for the one-on-one action, and in fact went to sirena's beforehand for an enjoyable session with a petite natalie for only $40. she had a wonderful way of kissing the back of my neck towards the end of the message. also, she was very forgiving of my taking forever to do the deed and seemed to enjoy it after a while. she gave fake moans right from the start,
which i find a little annoying, but towards the end they seemed more wholesome. due to the paxil, i didn't finish up (even with some yomibe as an antidote), but the session was therapeutic nonetheless (unlike the previous time at roma).

by the way, you would have been proud of me. this time i drove in, and on the way back said "i went for a message" when the border guard asked me the purpose of my trip. he then said "oh, you went for a message" paused and then asked "so what are you bringing back?"

[DreamingEagle]

Some of you guys just have a lot more money than I do these days...

I'll admit, the quest for equally exciting pussy for less and less money began as a necessity as the economic realities of living here on the border set in, because when I lived in Dallas coming down here and spending a $1,000 a weekend was no big deal.

But keep in mind you can get a lot of fantastic girls down here for $30 an hour in the MPs. Or, if you like to hang out in the bars, you can get it for $50-$60 in el centro, or $100 for all night long if you wait until 12 p.m. or so.

The strip bars are just a rip off, or am I misunderstanding? You're going to drop $50-$100 in the place just to get warmed up. I guess my point is that even if you get laid, did you get the best deal for you money?

Oh, God!

I used to HATE guys who posted things like this when I first got here...

[Crespo]

I checked out Amadeus last night, but it turned out to be disappointing since none of the dancers removed anything past a g-string and top (i.e., not even topless). The girls were pretty, but not enough so to justify staying around for a lingerie show, especially since the drinks are expensive (although without cover). To top it off, during the dancer switch, they would always play 'Rock me Amadeus', which gets old quickly.

On the positive side, it is quite nice inside, so it makes for a comfortable place to hang up, say after quenching my thirst elsewhere. There's a very good restaurant across the street (El Refran), right next to a 10 theatre movie theatre (Cinemark?). Movies are inexpensive in Mexico and fairly current, so next time I'll probably catch a flick before trying Amadeus out on a busier night.

In terms of getting there, it seems best to take Triunfo de Republic east and continue on it as it turns right towards the airport and eventually becomes Ave. Technologico. Go about 2 miles from the bend until just before you reach the second overpass "hump" in the road at Ave. Ejercito National, with the first one being at Ave. De La Raza. (Note that if you reach the Hilton then you have gone a little bit too far and need to turn around and take the next exit off of Ave. Technologico.) Get off before reaching the second overpass and take a left under it onto Ave. Ejercito National (heading east). Amadeus will be about 3 blocks on the right (say a block past the WalMart which is on the left).

[DreamingEagle]

"Corporate droid" is a great term for it. Just wait and see. One day soon those people will be wanting to put cell phone chips behind your ear.
A company called Active Data Solutions (ADS) just released the first commercially viable implantable identity chip this week, offering a $50 'Get Chipped' discount on the $250 price. This insanity will start with people with serious medical problems and paroles, until the technology matures into cell phone communications and GPS capablities and the ability to pay for your groceries by passing your hand over a scanner at the supermarket---until the powers that be will be able to pinpoint anyone's location at any time down to an accuracy of three feet. Anyone who thinks I'm kidding does not work in high tech or is not thinking about the far-ranging implications of computerization.

The fact that this company earned its niche in the market selling these devices to help ranchers keep tabs on their cattle should tell people something. But of course it doesn't, because people in America have been pre-programmed by the media since birth to think anything and everything technology brings us is just wonderful. To me, the cell phone and the beeper are symbols of servitude in most cases, not freedom.

So many other "Borg"-like aspects of being a corporate droid. I actually worked for an insurance company whose managers openly prayed in meetings for hurricanes to hit the coast so we could send in our crew of 24-hour Johnny-on-the-spot claims adjustors down there and get rich on it. I would just blink in disbelief, but there were these adult so called human beings actually praying to God for that.

I work for a small state entity in New Mexico now, and the change in attitude is a breath of fresh air. We work hard every day, but if something does not get done, well, it just didn't. Everyone, from the general manager on down, feels this way. There is no Mr. <So and So> trotting over or calling every half hour for "a status report on Issue #10293" or needing a "percentage complete" on some task so he can update his project management software for his Powerpoint presentation. Plus, unless people quit farming for some reason here in this part of the country there is not much chance of us going out of business.

Then, of course, there is Mexico waiting with open arms on the weekends. I'll stay here for half the money any day. At least my computer skills do some good here, and the muchachas are always there.

[Marcos]

Originally posted by DreamingEagle
Stoly, you are right. The main reason I feel so guilty, etc., is because I know these things, having had the workout habit for 10 solid years. Haven't been in two years now, and what a toll it takes---a slow creeping diminishment of energy and self-esteem---gradual but devasting in cumulative effect. Once I'm over this flu, I'm back to the health club again.

Don't mind anyone holding me to my word.

Everyone has his down times, since when I quit my job and adopted a lot of DreamingEagle's philosophy, I've also somewhat abused of the my free time, been too idle and generically lacked direction. Bottom of the curve have been some afternoons of half-hearted boozing that invariably culminated, surprise surprise, with solid headaches.
It took a while but I shrugged off this improductive laziness and now I realize how precious every moment of our life is, especially when we're so lucky to be in control of our destiny. I avoid stress at all cost but I also work hard toward my goals that include a complete life with good sex, romance and kids if they will come, paramount to this is living in a country of good wheater and positive attitudes. The daily workout has become part of the daily routine and never bothers me - note that I used to unconditionally hate gyms and exercise until few years ago.
I don't want to sound like a two bits motivational speaker but it's just my thing that I'm saying here.
It is funny how I see more and more guys with a positive approach to life among fellow travelling mongers, while I've meet very very little good karma when living as a corporate droid.

[ElPasoGentleman]

Stoly, you are right on about the low carb diet. About 3 years ago, I did the low carb thing (but not exceedingly strict) and I lost about 20 lbs. in 3-4 weeks. It was fantastic and I simply could not believe it.

The best part, however, was the doubling of energy that took place. I had been eating a lot of pasta for lunches (thinking it was good for me for running and working out, etc.). And for a number of years after each lunch, I got extremely tired and could hardly stay awake at my computer. And my thighs ached terribly. I have put my weight back on but to this day, I have not had been tired after lunch and my legs don't ache like they used to right after lunch.

I am wondering if the low carb routine would work again as well as the first time. I have slowly included more carbs in my diet but not to the extent that I used to. My weight gain now is due more to sitting at a computer for 9-10 hours per day. Diet and excercise are the only way to go but most people are not disciplined to do them both consistently. I used to but it gets harder.

[Marcos]

Originally posted by DreamingEagle
Question: have any of you guys ever felt unworthy of fucking a beautiful *****?

Right now, at age 52, I am undergoing this wierd thing where I am gaining weight around my middle and can't seem to stop it. It's not bad yet, but in another year or so I will be a gordito (fat man).
....
How do you guys feel about this?

Hey, let's admit it, being in shape it's very important even if all what you fuck and hang out with is pro's and no more than pro's. I fight the same problem of DreamingEagle and have the same toughts sometime. Even if we live in a society with an overflow of information of fitness let me share here the basic motivations:

- stay in shape and live longer. Aside the heart attack that just kills you, you're also a lot less likely to get diabetes that in extreme cases leads to limbs amputation and blindness.

- stay fit and you will have better sex and enjoy it more. I was talking to a friend of mine at the gym and she made the stupid comment that one doesn't need to workout so hard if he is just shagging *****s. What she hardly understand is that a major part of the sexual experience is higly visual, just like we like to see the small waist widening in full hips and round butts when we look at the girl's ass in a doggy position, we also like to see ourselves as a decent male body pumping and showing muscles. When there's is a mirror (and often there's a mirror) that will just make the whole thing more interesting, we can talk with our partner about what a nice pair we make in bed, what beatiful <whatever> she has, and likely we will be complimented too, who doesn't like that ?

Now these should be motivations strong enough to convince you, so let me tell you what works for me (and most people) to get and stay in shape - I mean just loose that belly or even loose 50, 100, 150 pounds.
First of all, a lot of aerobic workout. Forget about weights training. I've been lifting 5 days a week for more than three years, become a lot stronger and built muscle, yet I didn't shred a single pound of fat. I mean, the belly and the freacking love handles just remained the same. At some point, that become frustrating. Now I've switched to aerobic and here I'm twice a week with a buch of gals doing funky kickboxing moves. I alternate it with studio spinning that is a lot of fun too when done with a good trainer. Now the key concept:

- don't illude yourself that half an hour a day of walking, or stationary bike with a book or treadmilling your way thru the evening news will do any good, it will NOT. I see people doing this everyday and I feel sorry for them, some are in a quite good shape and could have more fun doing a real sport like indoor squash or basket or whatever, others that are from a bit overweight to plain obese and obviously aren't burning any fat. Either kind of people are simply wasting time. Either you sweat 45 minutes on the rowing machine or spinning bike, or just stay home, watch TV or read a book.

- now about the diet. First of all, go to atkinscenter.com and educate yourself about how the mainstream 'diet science' has fooled America and the whole world for 30+ years with this fucked-up idea of avoiding fats but eating carbs and fruit in huge quantities. I've been kind of caught in this trap and again I can witness I never lost a pound. Finally I switched to a radical carb cut and lost 10 pounds in 2 weeks. I didn't knew jack about Atkins and actually it was just later on that I read about it and rationalized my diet furthermore. I don't buy the overpriced atkins foods (except the bars that however you can find cheaper from other brands) and I just follow the free advice (there's a lot) on their website - overall cost of this diet is $0. Most important thing, you're never hungry doing atkins, you don't count calories, and you can eat plenty of meats, real cheese and eggs - good stuff. Sorry, you have to curb beer and booze when you diet. I know, it sucks, but find your way to hang in there at least until you have results, these will come quick.

- finally, and I get off from the soapbox, don't diet w/o exercise or viceversa, it will NOT work.

[Bbond]

Those apartments across from the burrito stands should be avoided at all cost. Too many fags and too much dope. Especially for the un-experienced.
I agree with DreamingEagle, if you know where you are going, have a taxi drop you off close by there, never mention the name of the place.
Aviod the commissions and deal directly with the MP's I have not been ripped off in one yet, some up-selling once in a while, but outright ripped off, never. Genesis is a very dependable, secure place, as is Marylins, Corpus, El Encanto, Sirenas, Parisio, Loryeds, and several others. They want you to be happy, to spread the word and to come back.

A slight correction on DreamingEagle's directions to Genesis. From the corner of Montes de Oca and Vincente Guerreo, it's only the second or third house on Montes de Oca from V. Guerreo, I think it's the second house, anyway it's very close to the corner.

[DreamingEagle]

Genesis: "I agreed with the taxi driver for 40 for the massage and 10 for the roundtrip ride before I got in the car."

I'm just glad you had a good time. When on a vacation it really does not matter what you spend if you enjoy yourself.

But the going rate for full service at Genisis---and many other MPs now---is only $25. Next time just pay the cab driver $5-7 for a ride to Vincente Guerrero and Montes de Oca, turn left on Montes de Oca, and you will come to Genisis in about two or three blocks. Or you could have turned right on Montes de Oca and walked to LePetit at Ave. De la Raza. This neighborhood is perfectly safe to walk in.

You are also very right about the street environment in el centro being very dangerous. Almost everyone living down there is a crack addict.

You also might try the Hotel Villa Manport at Hermanos Escobar and Calle Panama on your next trip. It's way away from all the crap you encounter downtown and there are three MPs within walking distance. Would be glad to give you better directions if interested in the future.

But, as I said, I didn't mean to make you sound like you wasted your money. I used to hate it when more experienced people kept telling me I was "paying too much". If you had a good time, you didn't pay too much, but you can save money and have a hassle free time going to some other places.

[jameskc]

WHAT A WEEKEND!! Arrived in El Paso Friday 10 PM 20 bucks cab fare to the bridge 15 minute walk to the hotel plaza- Not a 4 star joint but it is in the zona, friendly staf, brodcast tv, secure parking if you have a car, and hot showers. 19 bucks a night. 11 pm checked out the bars dia y noche and the lot right around it, nothing muching happening. casa colorado, and panama packed didn't feel like waiting, settled on a little cholita from one of the ***** apartments on the other side of the street from the row of burrito stands by the dia y noche. She acted like she liked it, wanted to set me up with her friend for round 2. 200 pesos and another rip off 60 for the room and 40 for the condom and tissue. I passed up on round two. Sat 11am went to genisis, candy was her name very young, smart, sexy looking chica. Great massage from neck to toes, turned my over and sucked her way from my ear lobes to number one, she said she liked it from behind. So I obliged, Condom broke half way thru, luckily I had another as that may have been an ordeal, finished the dead, we talked a bit, she was real cheerful, and joked around. Then took a shower together and departed I decided I would go back before leaving Sunday and asked her if she was going to be there. Yes she said. Back to the Hotel to watch ND kick FSU's ASS Go Irish. 2 pm went out to panama and Colorado again nothing happening bought a girl at the panama a couple of Drinks. As I opened the door into the front she jumped up and shouted BOOOO I jumped as it was dark, startled the hell out of me she laughed and laughed, after gaining my composure I smiled and said cabrona and slapped her on the ass, she followed me in and joked around, not really interested in fucking her. She was cute enough around 30, she was telling me about her big chested 10 year old daughter who has a 15 year old boyfriend. She seemed fine with it!! What the hell, anyway took off and a cute little mamacita in front of her apartment( I thought) asked if I wanted some her all lady she said. Hell yes So we go in 2o for her and 5 for the room So it wasn't her room however Right then when the pinchi crossdresser showed up is when I should of left!! But no, I had to have at least one bad experience Gave it the 5 dollars for the room and not 2 minutes into fucking this shaved little pussy, the half man shouts through the door you want me to join, hwo about my half man friend, let us in. Go to hell shut up is my response then, times up 4 minutes tops, the girl is like give them 5 more dollars- again fuck that, so I said fine, I am leaving got Up like I was going to leave, she yelled at them in Spanish, they left, and she got on all fours and told me to take her from behind, so I go at this girl like mad, to vent my frustation and she gets off or puts on one hell of acting job. and right when she does the ladyboys come back and with the first words out of there mouths I filled that condom full- ofcourse they wanted more money, But I got what I wanted so I hurried up and dressed left the room before she even got dressed and walked out the fag grabbed my cock on the way out and said some shit -- I stiff armed him and double checked my wallet and headed off. I know a few Thai crossdressers who are really good people but the scum that hangs out there a few blocks from casa colorado at night and these are unnecessary. Anyway I have had a few experiences with women who hang out with the cross dressers and none have ever really been good. They are real desperate people it seems around there. My advice would be to avoid. Part 2 tommorow at genisis, I agreed with the taxi driver for 40 for the massage and 10 fro the roundtrip ride before I got in the car He first wanted 60 and 10 And I tipped durce 10 bucks as she was really was sweet.

[DreamingEagle]

"Everytime I am with a woman I seem to feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world... even if I am
paying for it... it's like, why is ths beautiful creature in the same room with me letting me do these nasty things to her?"

Just goes to show you God really is in his heaven and wants us to be happy...

It also brings back shades of Costa Rica, 1999 for me.

I was 49 years old, and a little background might be in order. From the age of 15 to 30 I was professional club musician in Dallas, TX, working both regular dance clubs and strip bars. To say that a guy in that position gets a lot of pussy would be an understatement. This figure has been challenged many times, but on an average of 2 new girls a week for 15 years brings the total to 1560 girls---all of which were 1st class babes in terms of having hard bodies and being at least cute if not downright breathtaking. At the time I was young, I was, no doubt, an arrogant little shit who thought he was something special, but looking back now I see it was the glitter and excitement of the music, the influence of alcohol, and looser sexual mores of the era which made this possible.

The trend continued throughout my 30's on a more toned down level when I gave up music and went to work in the traditional sense. In my 40's I found spiritual awakening---and, at last, some sense of humility---in the Native American religion, and sex became more meaningful. There were only a few, but all of my lovers were young and beautiful inside and out.

As 50 approached, however, the girls in the supermarkets began to call me "sir", and I realized youth was finally fading. What a cruel reality to face since my taste for sexual encounters with the finest had never abated. I even resorted to having two mistresses, which worked out remarkably well, albiet a tremendous financial expense. I paid each one of them $2,000 a month. They were world class girls, no doubt about it, and any price seemed willing to pay to keep that feeling of being truly alive again...

Sometimes I would lay there and watch them sleep and think of what a wonderous thing a beautiful young woman is and how the pleasures she gives a man truly are like diamonds to put into his bag of memories and how I taken all of this very much for granted in my youth.

Then I discovered this forum.

Wow! The world of prostitution! I had never even thought about it as an alternative! I read about some guy who went to the Philippines and paid $10 each to have 5 gorgeous young girls spend the whole night with him! They looked just stunning in the pics! Other posts about Central and South America were equally compelling. I was glued to the computer for almost two weeks reading posts from the archives and began to plot my first mongering vacation.

Costa Rica seemed just right. Reasonable airfare. Beautiful girls. Beaches on two oceans. Rainforests. Native people in the north. Wow.
So I kissed my mistress goodbye, got $3,000 in traveller's checks, and boarded a Continental Airlines flight to San Jose.

Arrived at the Hotel Del Rey at 2 p.m. on a Sunday, and the lobby was crawliing with girls. Beautiful girls. 8s on a scale of 10. Some just flawless in my eyes. For once, I was going to get all the pussy I wanted.

The Blue Marlin bar behind the desk of the hotel was packed with girls at 3:30 p.m. when I got down there. There were only a few other guys there, and all eyes turned to me when I walked into the room---beautiful hungry eyes. Yes, this was paradise, where once again, I was the hunted. Nevermind if it was for money or not. I could easily put that little detail out of my mind.

Girl one was awesome. She weighed about 110 pounds and could not get enough. Did her twice in an hour. She wanted to return the following day, but I told her my fantasy was to have a different girl every time. "Porque?" she asked.

The eternal question between men and women...

Six days later I had seen nothing of the rainforests, had not been to the beaches, and had only crossed the street two times to check my email at an internet cafe run by some German guy who said he had moved to CR 10 years ago for the girls...

My life looked utterly ridiculous as I read the many messages from friends. My mistress wanted to know if she could come a week early when I got back so she could buy a Dodge Viper. That would cost me a $1,000. Letters from women I had been writing through the personals ads. 99% of them would wind up to have butts the size of a barn and all these wierd ideas about color therapy or something. A long email from a female friend who was joining Greenpeace to save the whales and urging me to join PETA.

As I walked back to the hotel I felt physically shaken. This life was not enough anymore! Something had gone "ping!", and my entire mission in life had become to get to Latin America anyway I could---whatever the price.

And it did. It all started right here on the World Sex guide.

Returned to the U.S. 15 girls later feeling like a new man. The mistress came over, and I didn't give her just the sweet romantic sex we had enjoyed in the past. Looked over in the middle of the night and saw her perfect little butt shining up at me like a full moon, slapped it, and told her to come here, I wanted some more pussy. Gave her a hard, nasty fucking that made her come her guts out and left her wide-eyed. She said she didn't know what had come over me, but she sure liked it! Bent her over the couch and fucked her again before she left that morning, leaving her in the mood to take a little nap on the couch. She woke up with my cock in her mouth and sucked me to completion.

I was baaaaack!

Turned 50 years old in Juarez with two girls in one of the rooms at Casa Colorado on a weekend vacation. They were both hotter'n a pistol. Hell, I didn't feel old! I was just getting started. Returning to Dallas was agony.

Astonished co-workers watched me turn in my resignation and kiss my stock options goodbye. They could take the beeper and cell phone and shove it right their asses, too. We were high tech slaves in my mind. One final time with the mistress. The timing was perfect. She was graduating from college and would be starting to work for a telecommunications company for $40K right out of the box. Completely levelled with her about the reasons for the move. Such a thoughtful reply she gave me. "Yes, Latin America is perfect for you. You really need a young woman in your life, and here no one will ever understand. I want you to know I was never ashamed of you, but I've wanted to keep this private because there is no way any of my friends would ever understand in a million years. I could not explain it. And thank you."

It made no sense to anyone, and I had serious concerns about my well-being in an area of the country where the economy is depressed. It would be tough making it in El Paso. But I remember never feeling so content as I was driving the U-Haul across Texas with my cats whaling all the way from their cat cages. It was "second star to the right and straight on 'till morning!" There would be no going back...

Two years later, and this still says it all:

"Everytime I am with a woman I seem to feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world... even if I am
paying for it... it's like, why is ths beautiful creature in the same room with me letting me do these nasty things to her?"

Life is too short to waste away eating fruit cake in The Shire, and I cannot comprehend the men who do not avail themselves of the opportunities we enjoy. It's like there are two entirely different species of men...

I'm glad this site exists, because it did not just lead me to fun vacations. It led me to second youth, and, that, I am sure you all agree, is nothing short of a miracle!

[ElPasoGentleman]

Dreaming Eagle, wow, often times you really hit the bulls eye on a variety of things. I just turned 60 but could pass for 45. But my waist size went from 34 to 36. To me, this is totally unacceptable and I was considering suicide but I'm too busy eating my enchiladas.

So every time I'm with my regular gal, I'm trying to suck it in and pretending that somewhere deep down is that washer board stomach that I have alway yearned for.

Well, lo and behold, my regular gal turns to my friend at dinner and tells him that she is going to cook for me like no one else and that I can get as fat as I want. Now, this really upset me because I've been so obsessed for the past year wondering how I'm going to get back in shape. But all the while, my little chica is hoping I'll get more plump.

So it all depends on where they are coming from. I still work out but not with the intensity as in the past. It's hard to pump iron while sitting at a computer for 10-12 per day.

Furthermore and lastly, my first real love, 15 years ago, was a dynamite babe of 23 years of age. She gave me a massage while I was totally nude. All I could think about (among other things) was trying to suck it in while she was massaging my tummy. And lying on your back is a good way to keep the tummy from hanging down. Anyway, she casually mentioned one day (after I had mentioned my concern about my tummy) that most of the guys carry a "little pouch". She didn't seem to mind at all. Damn I miss her!!! She never jacked me off but she sure enjoyed watching me jack off. And believe me, there were moments when I didn't care anything about my tummy. Damn I miss her!!!

[Butt Slug]

Originally posted by DreamingEagle
Question: have any of you guys ever felt unworthy of fucking a beautiful *****?

Right now, at age 52, I am undergoing this wierd thing where I am gaining weight around my middle and can't seem to stop it. It's not bad yet, but in another year or so I will be a gordito (fat man).

I have always been in good shape and felt like any price was worth paying to avoid buying a bigger pair of pants. But I can't seem to find the motivation to go work out and do the things you need to do so say trim and fit. At some point the price in terms of energy and commitment seems not worth the effort. ***** or not, I want her to feel good about fucking me, though.

I'm even thinking about not going to Juarez until I have worked out three times in the span of a week---kind of as a motivational thing.

I love the *****s of Mexico, but I don't want them to have to close thier eyes when I take my clothes off. That would take all the fun out of it.

How do you guys feel about this?

I'm 40. I'm not as thin as I used to be and am a little self-conscoius about it but not to the point where I won't screw a chick I like. I think I'm used to it since I don't consider myself the handsomest guy around either. Everytime I am with a woman I seem to feel like I'm the luckiest guy in the world... even if I am paying for it... it's like, why is ths beautiful creature in the same room with me letting me do these nasty things to her?
Hang in there.

[DreamingEagle]

Question: have any of you guys ever felt unworthy of fucking a beautiful *****?

Right now, at age 52, I am undergoing this wierd thing where I am gaining weight around my middle and can't seem to stop it. It's not bad yet, but in another year or so I will be a gordito (fat man).

I have always been in good shape and felt like any price was worth paying to avoid buying a bigger pair of pants. But I can't seem to find the motivation to go work out and do the things you need to do so say trim and fit. At some point the price in terms of energy and commitment seems not worth the effort. ***** or not, I want her to feel good about fucking me, though.

I'm even thinking about not going to Juarez until I have worked out three times in the span of a week---kind of as a motivational thing.

I love the *****s of Mexico, but I don't want them to have to close thier eyes when I take my clothes off. That would take all the fun out of it.

How do you guys feel about this?

[Kdog]

I agree. The girls I spoke with at Amadeus had never been to the US. I suspect if they could go there, they'd be dancing/escorting in the US for triple the money.

I would suggest considering staying at the Hilton or Radisson in Juarez if you want to enjoy the high-end Juarez strip clubs. Both hotels are close to Amadeus and Joker.

Also, if you want to take girls from these clubs home, you should plan on arriving late (around midnight) since it is very difficult, if not impossible, for the girls to leave early. The clubs close at 1 pm or 2 pm depending on the night. Also keep in mind that not all girls will go home with you. If they do, it's probably because the genuinely like you.

The VIP room at Amadeus is not very private, but the action I got there was great. The two times I went up there, the girls wouldn't stop fondling/kissing me. Every now and then I would toss them $10, but they didn't seem focused on the money at all. US women, on the other hand, have no problem saying "ok, that'll be $20...see ya".