Monterrey

[MonterreyDude]

Yes, Wasted is affecting my mind but in a better way...
I think I never told you this, but know you has changed my way of "attaking" girls... in the time I know you my Flock has doubled in size.
I do learn something from all my friends North of the Rio Grande.

Carlos? Salida? What the heck?

WastedG must be affecting you in more ways than just giving the girls bruises, ha? WTG Carlos!

Yeah, tell USB to stop being so mushy and start acting like a man ... :-)

Wasted

[Member #3453]

Wait a minute...I just realized, the salida alone at the "H" place is 700 pesos. What was her compensation in addition to the salida? Just curious. Give us the total damage my friend.

I understand your reluctance at paying the salida at the "H" place, it makes the total bill relatively high in the end, right? It certainly is out of character for Carlos to pay a salida, but WastedG and myself have perhaps been stellar examples of how rewarding it can be and Carlos wants "IN" on the action.

I paid that same salida amount once at the H place and once at the C place. Their salida fees are not as cheap as the other lower end bars, but they're still within the doable range. But, at 700 pesos, it does cause one to think twice first before making the leap.

I must say...for Carlos to pay the 700 peso salida, this girl must be very special. That is very much out of character for Carlos to invest that much. She must be pretty good CP. Please give us a full report. Have I met this girl? Does she know "V" or "N" at the "H" place?

Common' now is your chance to actually write a report, something we have not seen from you in 5 years!

My H girl is also back and I did what I never do: pay an H salida (700 pesos) and took her to my version of going around the world....

[Member #3453]

I expect I will require only a few more days of being back here in the wasteland before my psyche begins to normalize. Unfortunately, I keep getting text messages from "G" that keep reminding me about what I am missing. Consequently, you all have to read my rubbish until my emotional state stabalizes.

I know...Carlos can trade places with me. I will live in Monterrey, and Carlos will live here in the Midwest. Let see how "tough" he is then, verdad? :-)

Even the WastedG, living in his part of the country, has more options than what is here in the wasteland of the Midwest.

I submit that both these "girly men" could not endure an exile such as mine.

RTW, don't forget a complete and total report on your activities. Were you able to find in your girl from the "O" place, the more meaningful GFE that you told us you've been seeking? I hope so!

If you guys REALLY don't soldier up, am really gonna play the violin...
Meanwhile, Round the World came back for a night and took his O girl for a round the world night...
My H girl is also back and I did what I never do: pay an H salida (700 pesos) and took her to my version of going around the world....

[El Cabron 007]

Carlos? Salida? What the heck?

WastedG must be affecting you in more ways than just giving the girls bruises, ha? WTG Carlos!

Yeah, tell USB to stop being so mushy and start acting like a man ... :-)

Wasted

If you guys REALLY don't soldier up, am really gonna play the violin...
Meanwhile, Round the World came back for a night and took his O girl for a round the world night...
My H girl is also back and I did what I never do: pay an H salida (700 pesos) and took her to my version of going around the world....

[MonterreyDude]

If you guys REALLY don't soldier up, am really gonna play the violin...
Meanwhile, Round the World came back for a night and took his O girl for a round the world night...
My H girl is also back and I did what I never do: pay an H salida (700 pesos) and took her to my version of going around the world....

[Member #3453]

One of the nights I was in Monterrey last week I visited the new Givenchy, which has been relocated right next to El Infinito, on the North Side. The facilities are much nicer, and bigger, brighter lit, except the concept and comfort level has not really changed at all. I did not have occassion to check out the privados to see how they looked because I was only there a short time. But, I will have to check it out thoroughly next time.

Anyway, last week, apparently in order to attract attention, the management had some of the Infinito girls working in Givenchy. They would split their shifts between Infinito and Givenchy, and you would see them working part of the time between the two places. This went on all last week.

Anyway, on my first visit to Givenchy, as I came in the door, the first girl I saw was Angry Girl, as she was talking to one of the managers. I noticed that when she saw me, she had a look of aggravation on her face, like she is bothered by my mere presence. I think she is embarrassed that I accused her of lying to me, lying about providing full service to guys in the privados, something that she always claimed she did not do. She always tried to make me believe she did nothing in the privados...imagine the absurdity of that, trying to make me believe she does nothing in the privados.

There have been times that I've been in the privados sitting directly across from her, and when she first arrives and notices I am able to see her, she quickly moves her prey off to some other booth where I can not witness her actvities. It's like she made so many bogus claims to me about what she does not do, that she now feels that by my being around, it is difficult for her work, and to maintain the charade she started with me. Why she is still interested in maintaining the charade with me is beyond by comprehension, but she definitely goes to great lengths to avoid my seeing her "work."

I never try to talk to her or molest her in anyway. I have tried being nice to her in the past, in an effort to make up, but she has been a total and complete "*****."

Besides, frankly, I don't see what her game is, nor does her attitude toward me make any sense. But, none-the-less, I took notice of her as I came in the club, but did not acknowledge her in any way, not wanting to be a pest to her. I noticed that she immediately moved away from my field of view, austensibly so she would not have to deal with having to see me in the place.

So, I sit down across the room, totally outside of her field of view. Anyway, one of the waiters came over. Noticing that I am a Gringo, austensibly with numerous hundred dollar bills sticking out of my pockets, and he asked if I wanted a girl. He spoke some English. Anyway, I told him that I like flaca girls, and not to bring me any fat ones.

Well, well, well...whom to you think he latches onto and brings directly to my seat. None other than Angry Girl herself. She is lead right up to me, acts like I am not sitting there, looks around for whomever she was supposed to be summoned for, and finally realizes that she was brought to me by the waiter.

I had a big huge "shit eatin'" grin on my face. She was having a hard time containing her own grin, but remained in character, shaking her finger back and forth indicating that she would not talk or sit with me. I just offered her my hand, to shake hands, big grin on my face, and said "Hola." That's when she started to grin again, but was fighting hard to hold back any display of being remotely amused by me, and just shook her finger back and forth, as if to indicate "no."

I shrugged my shoulders, and threw my hands up in the air, pointing at the waiter, and told her I didn't ask for her, telling her that he just brought her over to me. Then, I offered her my hand again to shake hands, thinking that perhaps the ice was beginning to melt. She just shook her head and said "no," retreating into some alcove somewhere so she could hide from me.

I must comment that the lighting in Givenchy is quite bright, and I noticed how much more makeup Angry Girl is wearing. She looks like crap! She is simply not the girl I first met a couple of years ago. She has thick makeup caked on her face, a lot of bright red lip pencil, eye makeup...it is all just too much. Perhaps she wears it in preparation for work in El Infinito where the lighting is much darker. So, perhaps she uses the makeup to enhance her appearance in that darker lighting environment at El Infinito. That's probably it.

But, I can only say that in the light of day, in the good lighting in Givenchy that night, she looked just like a clown. I am not exaggerating or trying to be vindictively mean in my observations. It makes her look like shit. I wonder if she feels the need to put all that on because the cumulative effects of working in the bar have ruined her skin, or what. I noticed that she did start smoking at some juncture. Smoking will absolutely ruin a girl's skin. She has totally slipped into the abis. If I were to see her for the first time now, at this juncture, I doubt seriously if she would hold any significant place on my dance card. She is downright ugly. What a shame...

The waiter was totally dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it. He shook his head, and acted like she was a frickin nut case. I just told him that she was mad at me. He eventually brought me another flaca girl, one that had a very similiar body style, but who also had some really ugly dental work, gold teeth in front, etc...She reminded me of JAWS in the James Bond flicks. So, after making that association, she wasn't too appealing. I just kept envisioning smooching, and getting a blow job in the privadoss from the likes of JAWS, and that just made me kind of quisy.

I didn't really want a girl to begin with, but the waiter figured he would get tips from me if he brought over an acceptable girl. This second girl, if her teeth had been acceptable, would have possibly sparked my interest. But, when I told her I was only waiting for a friend, she shook her head and said some kind of sarcastic shit to me, something like "oh sure..." She had a shitty attitude, so I figured I didn't need two damn Angry Girls in one frickin' bar, so I sent her away. Fuck her....

I am getting real frickin sick and tired of some of these independent girls. Then, when I compare some of them to my angel, "G," it becomes crystal clear to me why I am remaining relatively faithful to "G." I love "G" and there is simply no girl in Monterrey that can compare to her, not Cynthia at Extasis, not Cindy #1 at Pasarelas, and for me, in comparing her to those two girls, girls that either have outstanding personalities, or are HOT lovers, girls that are outstanding to me in every other way, that is saying a lot about my feelings for "G."

All I can say is...with respect to Angry Girl, with all the drama that girl displays, and all the angst she shows toward me, she must have really loved me a lot, hahahaha :-) When things were good, she was one of the contenders with Cindy #1 and Cynthia, but those days are long gone, and in comparison to "G" I ultimately realize that she was a disappointment.

[Member #3453]

Our special girls do not realize the extent to which we agonize over their decision to prostitute themselves. While we partake in the opportunity that their availability creates for us, an opportunity to know them intimately, an opportunity that would otherwise be unavailable to us in the real world. We lament about what we may be doing to them in the process, wishing they are not destroying themselves.

Once we get to know them, and we award them a special place in our hearts, and especially if they give us more than they might give others, we develop a love for them that includes our concern for their welfare.

I doubt they realize the extent to which we actually do care for them. If they knew how we agonized for them, they would love us even more. But, they will never comprehend it because they are females, and they have devalued themselves long ago, believing all men are the same, and that all men disrespect them.

"G" once told me that "a friend" of hers claimed that all men are unfaithful. Obviously, she was voicing her own belief, probably a belief that had perhaps been the catalyst in her own decision to prostitute herself.

"G" asked me if the theory that all men are unfaithful is true. I could see in her eyes the hope that my answer would be "no." I told her that it is true, all men are unfaithful sexually. I believe it's true, if not in deed, then certainly in mind and spirit.

It is sad knowing that she longs for a faithful man, and she believes that the prospect of such things is virtually non-existent. The truth is, it is going to be especially illusive for her now, after having made the decisions she has made in life.

What was difficult for me to convey to her is that most men are faithful in their hearts, and that most men value the security of their families beyond all else. It was a very hard thing to convey because it is so abstract in and of itself. How can a man stray sexually, but love with a degree of exclusivity with all his heart? All men know that this is possible, but females can not comprehend it.

I believe this concept of our caring about what they are doing to themselves is what originally got me into trouble with Angry Girl. I voiced my concern directly to her, a concern that she undoubtedly interpreted as criticism. She will never understand the depth of my caring for her at that juncture, and unfortunately, its become obvious that she has moved deeper into the abis over a very short period of time.

I have the same concerns for "G," and she has assured me that she has everything under control. But, I already sense that her psyche is being effected, slowly, like a cancer that grows day by day. I sincerely hope she will leave her profession, never to look back on it again, forgetting she was ever in that place. It is the only thing that might ultimately save her.

They will never comprehend how much we do care about what happens to them.

It breaks my heart to see her sell her body for a drink or 2 dollars and 50 cents. What the hell? Wasted

[El Cabron 007]

I think this is the part where Carlos starts playing the violin.

Music please ........

If you're going to San Francisco, Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you're going to San Francisco, You're gonna meet some gentle people there

USB, you should've lived in the Haight-Ashbury neighborhood. Good stuff. But I missed it. I was only there for 7 years and still missed it. Never ventured.

Yes, what baffles me is how can the girls dance to this song and not break down. How can the DJ play such a sad song? I don't know.

But I did something that I've been wanting to do for a long time. I asked Pamela over. She came. I took her to lunch. She had Chinese food for the first time in her life. Then coffee and then shopping at HEB. We simply bought .. groceries ... for her home and kids. I got her a bag of Biscoff biscuits that she told me her mom loves so much. I sent her home to drop of the groceries and she returned within minutes. I let her shower, do her hair, put on her make up and headed to her work place without even touching her. Oh, I forgot. She got dressed too :-) .. but still .. I did not touch her at all besides holding her hand while crossing the street.

I did not want sex. I wanted to treat her in the way I cared about her. Then when she thanked me .. I could feel the appreciation...

But that has nothing to do with the song. Although she is the one I can not stand to watch on stage. It breaks my heart to see her sell her body for a drink or 2 dollars and 50 cents. What the hell?

Wasted

I think the song appropriately echos what many of the girls feel about us, about the fallout we leave in our wake. We sweep them off their feet, perhaps treating them better than they have ever been treated before, or will ever be treated in the future, and it seems to them that we heartlessly forget about them as we make a hasty retreat back to the USA each month.

[Member #3453]

I think the song appropriately echos what many of the girls feel about us, about the fallout we leave in our wake. We sweep them off their feet, perhaps treating them better than they have ever been treated before, or will ever be treated in the future, and it seems to them that we heartlessly forget about them as we make a hasty retreat back to the USA each month.

With some of the girls that have not yet attained the status of hardened pro, I think we are possibly our own worst enemy, in that we are the proximate cause that changes them into hardened pros. They get to know us, like us or love us, and we seemingly leave them to whatever harsh reality life throws at them, seemingly not caring about them.

If they only knew the depth to which I do care about them, the special ones, they would understand that while they might be left behind, they are never forgotten, and they are always on my mind. In the case of some of them, leaving them behind is more difficult than they could ever possibly imagine.

It is like I am torn between the comforts of home, where exists the true love of my life, versus the passion and excitement that only a young HOT girl in love can provide.

A select few, out of the hundreds of girls I have known Worldwide, have delivered an emotionally legitimate "love" beyond what I routinely experience. There have only been a few memorable ones, literally out of hundreds. With those girls in particular, there is a feeling of emotion that makes leaving them behind extremely difficult.

With respect to "G," I have found a level of emotional caring that places her in that "Special" category, perhaps even above all others that have achieved that distinction out of hundreds.

My frustrations have to do directly with "G." I feel that I have abandoned a girl that showed me a true depth of feeling in our encounters. While the encounters of some are only the mere fulfillment of fantasy, my encounters with "G" have been more. That is the source of my melancholy...I miss her.

But, at the same time, while I am in Monterrey, I miss the true love of my life at home, and the comfort of the home front. Yes, I am truly torn between the reality of what truly IS, and the potential reality of what could be were a serious relationship with a bar girl any kind of reasonably intellegent option.

The bottom line is that some of the special girls that have the same feelings about us, are just as melancholy about what could have been. It shows in the changes to their demeanor and their changed attitudes each subsequent time we see them.

I now sense a sadness in "G's" eyes, a sadness that seems to reflect a regret, perhaps a realization on her part over what will never be. It is a look that I did not sense prior to this last trip, and one that she tries to hide from me. She is a girl that knows she is setting herself up for disaapointment, but a girl who can not stop herself coming back to me for more. I sense that she is trying to maintain the relationship with "no strings," but that she is having a very difficult time with it.

I am already sensing the changes. It is a feeling that I sense from her, a feeling that I would like to reverse in her, but one I know I can never really change. She doesn't understand why when I show her she is special to me that it can only be temporary. She only understands that I can't take it to the level that would comfort her completely. For that, I am truly sorry.

These are the things that motivate my desire to return. I do not like abandoning a friend. I feel that I have abandoned "G" and she does not understand why. I just want to be there for my friend, and to take care of her like she took care of me. I am foolishly sentimental...I know.

Of course, from an entirely intellectual perspective, she may also be simply acting her part. But, I have all but discounted that reality in my mind based on a chain of prior events that suggest otherwise. But, I am always aware that the charms of a pro can sometimes be extremely intoxicating, and that the charms of a true pro are never discernable as insincerity...that's what makes them "professionals."

So, intellectually, I am maintaining all my emotions in check, and containing any emotionally foolish afterthoughts.

No USB. I fulfilled 4 planned fantasies on my last trip. I am home now and loving it. Contrary to how you feel, I am so happy to be home with true family that I appreciate. A wife who is dedicated to me and my children who I wait for the get home from school. Again, opposite to you, I am far from planning my next trip. I don't even want to think about MTY for a while. As far as I'm concerned, no MTY for me for now. It will be a while, if any at all.

As for the song, I heard it many times and always liked it. When I finally found it and translated what she was saying, I felt a huge emptiness because she described what it's like to be left behind by a loved one. Emotion and feelings I have not felt in ages but do know some who are going throw them. This stupid song managed to bring me down so bad that I erased it from my computer. No, it does not remind me of my Lady "J" or anyone. Though I only heard it at the Obsission. But I could relate to how it feels and Laura Pausini simply killed me. I guess I am a sentimental fool like you are, my good friend.

Oh, one last note. All my flights have been free .... sorry :-)

Wasted

[El Cabron 007]

No USB. I fulfilled 4 planned fantasies on my last trip. I am home now and loving it. Contrary to how you feel, I am so happy to be home with true family that I appreciate. A wife who is dedicated to me and my children who I wait for the get home from school. Again, opposite to you, I am far from planning my next trip. I don't even want to think about MTY for a while. As far as I'm concerned, no MTY for me for now. It will be a while, if any at all.

As for the song, I heard it many times and always liked it. When I finally found it and translated what she was saying, I felt a huge emptiness because she described what it's like to be left behind by a loved one. Emotion and feelings I have not felt in ages but do know some who are going throw them. This stupid song managed to bring me down so bad that I erased it from my computer. No, it does not remind me of my Lady "J" or anyone. Though I only heard it at the Obsission. But I could relate to how it feels and Laura Pausini simply killed me. I guess I am a sentimental fool like you are, my good friend.

Oh, one last note. All my flights have been free .... sorry :-)

Wasted

WastedG, does this song refer particularly to your "O" girl and her absence from the club? Why are you feeling triste y sentimental, because she is not there and the song reminds you...or, are you just a sensitive kind of guy, like me.

I always have a really difficult time the first couple of days back home. I realize during those first few days at home just how much I am missing MTY. Most recently, I truly miss being with my "G" girl like no other. But, I realize too what is making me truly happy these days, and it has little to do with a domesticated lifestyle. I am starting to believe that only an affectionate hooker can deliver me unto true happiness.

Don't worry, give me a few more days and I'll be back to normal.

I know my significant other must be thinking suspiciously because my attitude, when I am back here for the first few days, is anything but appreciative of my "circumstances." I can not imagine what it would be like if we did not get along great together. There is simply no-way, after knowing what is available in the World, that I would tolerate any shit on the home front. I have to watch it. My attitude toward a domesticated lifestyle visibly sucks for at least a few days after I return from MTY. I fear I am giving up my secrets through a crappy attitude and body language without ever saying a word. I am working hard to show my appreciation for what I do have on the home front, and intellectually, I realize that I am so fortunate to have the affection that I have here on the homefront. But, SHIT, it does not compare to a 24 year old pro, and especially one that has feelings for me. Man, Mexicanas have the Gringas beat by a mile in that department, no contest.

I also realize just how fortunate one Mexican friend of mine happens to be for living at ground zero. I realize that whenever he is a little bit triste, he just pops into El Infinito, goes to the buffet at the Obsession or Prestige, ducks into the Harem or Casino for a few hours at night, etc...He has the emotional batteries right there at his disposal, with almost no additional expense or effort being necessary. Carlos, you are a lucky man!

It is sooooooooooooo lonely here back in the States. The "girls" here, if you were ever actually able to find surragates that are even half as attractive and willing, the best of which are absolutely as useless as tits on a Warthog with respect to comparable attitudes and willingness, are of no comparison to a good Mexicana, pro or not.

I am just starting to readjust to my environment here again, losing some of my melancholy feelings over my exhile here in the wasteland. I will be almost back to normal in a few more days.

But, I am already looking at flights, calculating costs, trying to justify the expenditure in my mind.

I have even checked bus lines from my hometown to Laredo. Greyhound only charges $75 one-way to Laredo. But, here is the big kicker...It is literally a (25) hour trip. Then, of course, another 3 hours from Laredo to MTY via Primara Plus. But, basically, for $150 round trip, I can be back in "her" arms again. But, when I consider the time spent on the bus, I immediately reminisce that it would be similiar to the same time commitment, and probably the same agonizing bordom, as my flying to Bangkok or Manila.

Even paying the high airfare cost via shitty American Airlines at $360, which is still very tempting to me given the ultimate "rewards" that are inherent in MTY, and considering the extent of my deeeeeeep "need" ...the entire prospect of going again soon is one I can not deny.

No, I will probably fly into Laredo again, this time for about $100 more than what I paid for the tickets I perbooked with American back in September. It is getting increasingly difficult to justify these expenditures. Prices are really escalating, and I think many a monger are feeling the pinch. Costa Rica, Colombia, SA, up $350 for round trip, Asia up probably $300 for round trip ticklets. Que Lastima...what am I going to frickin' do???

[Member #3453]

WastedG, does this song refer particularly to your "O" girl and her absence from the club? Why are you feeling triste y sentimental, because she is not there and the song reminds you...or, are you just a sensitive kind of guy, like me.

I always have a really difficult time the first couple of days back home. I realize during those first few days at home just how much I am missing MTY. Most recently, I truly miss being with my "G" girl like no other. But, I realize too what is making me truly happy these days, and it has little to do with a domesticated lifestyle. I am starting to believe that only an affectionate hooker can deliver me unto true happiness.

Don't worry, give me a few more days and I'll be back to normal.

I know my significant other must be thinking suspiciously because my attitude, when I am back here for the first few days, is anything but appreciative of my "circumstances." I can not imagine what it would be like if we did not get along great together. There is simply no-way, after knowing what is available in the World, that I would tolerate any shit on the home front. I have to watch it. My attitude toward a domesticated lifestyle visibly sucks for at least a few days after I return from MTY. I fear I am giving up my secrets through a crappy attitude and body language without ever saying a word. I am working hard to show my appreciation for what I do have on the home front, and intellectually, I realize that I am so fortunate to have the affection that I have here on the homefront. But, SHIT, it does not compare to a 24 year old pro, and especially one that has feelings for me. Man, Mexicanas have the Gringas beat by a mile in that department, no contest.

I also realize just how fortunate one Mexican friend of mine happens to be for living at ground zero. I realize that whenever he is a little bit triste, he just pops into El Infinito, goes to the buffet at the Obsession or Prestige, ducks into the Harem or Casino for a few hours at night, etc...He has the emotional batteries right there at his disposal, with almost no additional expense or effort being necessary. Carlos, you are a lucky man!

It is sooooooooooooo lonely here back in the States. The "girls" here, if you were ever actually able to find surragates that are even half as attractive and willing, the best of which are absolutely as useless as tits on a Warthog with respect to comparable attitudes and willingness, are of no comparison to a good Mexicana, pro or not.

I am just starting to readjust to my environment here again, losing some of my melancholy feelings over my exhile here in the wasteland. I will be almost back to normal in a few more days.

But, I am already looking at flights, calculating costs, trying to justify the expenditure in my mind.

I have even checked bus lines from my hometown to Laredo. Greyhound only charges $75 one-way to Laredo. But, here is the big kicker...It is literally a (25) hour trip. Then, of course, another 3 hours from Laredo to MTY via Primara Plus. But, basically, for $150 round trip, I can be back in "her" arms again. But, when I consider the time spent on the bus, I immediately reminisce that it would be similiar to the same time commitment, and probably the same agonizing bordom, as my flying to Bangkok or Manila.

Even paying the high airfare cost via shitty American Airlines at $360, which is still very tempting to me given the ultimate "rewards" that are inherent in MTY, and considering the extent of my deeeeeeep "need" ...the entire prospect of going again soon is one I can not deny.

No, I will probably fly into Laredo again, this time for about $100 more than what I paid for the tickets I perbooked with American back in September. It is getting increasingly difficult to justify these expenditures. Prices are really escalating, and I think many a monger are feeling the pinch. Costa Rica, Colombia, SA, up $350 for round trip, Asia up probably $300 for round trip ticklets. Que Lastima...what am I going to frickin' do???

The most depressing song I ever heard: USB, Carlos & RTW, remember our last visit to the Obsession. I finally found it and I wish I never did.

Ya no responde ni al teléfono,
Pende de un hilo la esperanza mía,
Yo no creí jamás poder perder así la cabeza,
Por el.

Porque de pronto ya no me quería.
Porque mi vida se quedo vacía,
Nadie contesta mis preguntas, porque
Nada me queda, sin el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
se fue, y desde entonces ya solo tengo lagrimas.

Encadenada a noches de locura,
Hasta a la cárcel yo iría con el,
Toda una vida no basta, sin el.

En mi verano ya no sale el sol,
Con su tormenta, todo destruyo,
Rompiendo en mil pedazos
esos sueños que construimos, ayer.

Se fue,
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
Se fue, y la razón no la seSi existe dios,
debe acordarse de mi,
Aunque se, que entre el y yo,
El cielo tiene solo nubes negras,
Le rogare, le buscare, lo juro, le encontrare,
Aunque tuviera que buscar en un millón de estrellas.

En esta vida oscura, absurda sin el,
Siento que,
Se ha convertido en centro y fin de todo mi universo.

Si tiene limite, el amor, lo pasaría por el.
Y en el vacío inmenso de mis noches, yo le siento,
¡le amare¡como le pude amar la vez primera,
que un beso suyo era una vida entera,
sintiendo como me pierdo,
por el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, se fue, y la vida con él se me fue,
se fue, y la razón no la se.

http://www.musica.com/video.asp?video=498

Wasted

[Member #3453]

I prefer the part be sung...

Se fue, el perfume de sus cab"a"llos...:-) hahahaha!!!

LOL
I prefer...
Ding dong the witch is dead
the Witch is dead...
Ding dong the wicked Witch is dead....

[MonterreyDude]

LOL
I prefer...
Ding dong the witch is dead
the Witch is dead...
Ding dong the wicked Witch is dead....

The most depressing song I ever heard: USB, Carlos & RTW, remember our last visit to the Obsession. I finally found it and I wish I never did.

Ya no responde ni al teléfono,
Pende de un hilo la esperanza mía,
Yo no creí jamás poder perder así la cabeza,
Por el.

Porque de pronto ya no me quería.
Porque mi vida se quedo vacía,
Nadie contesta mis preguntas, porque
Nada me queda, sin el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
se fue, y desde entonces ya solo tengo lagrimas.

Encadenada a noches de locura,
Hasta a la cárcel yo iría con el,
Toda una vida no basta, sin el.

En mi verano ya no sale el sol,
Con su tormenta, todo destruyo,
Rompiendo en mil pedazos
esos sueños que construimos, ayer.

Se fue,
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
Se fue, y la razón no la seSi existe dios,
debe acordarse de mi,
Aunque se, que entre el y yo,
El cielo tiene solo nubes negras,
Le rogare, le buscare, lo juro, le encontrare,
Aunque tuviera que buscar en un millón de estrellas.

En esta vida oscura, absurda sin el,
Siento que,
Se ha convertido en centro y fin de todo mi universo.

Si tiene limite, el amor, lo pasaría por el.
Y en el vacío inmenso de mis noches, yo le siento,
¡le amare¡como le pude amar la vez primera,
que un beso suyo era una vida entera,
sintiendo como me pierdo,
por el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, se fue, y la vida con él se me fue,
se fue, y la razón no la se.

http://www.musica.com/video.asp?video=498

Wasted

[El Cabron 007]

The most depressing song I ever heard: USB, Carlos & RTW, remember our last visit to the Obsession. I finally found it and I wish I never did.

Ya no responde ni al teléfono,
Pende de un hilo la esperanza mía,
Yo no creí jamás poder perder así la cabeza,
Por el.

Porque de pronto ya no me quería.
Porque mi vida se quedo vacía,
Nadie contesta mis preguntas, porque
Nada me queda, sin el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
se fue, y desde entonces ya solo tengo lagrimas.

Encadenada a noches de locura,
Hasta a la cárcel yo iría con el,
Toda una vida no basta, sin el.

En mi verano ya no sale el sol,
Con su tormenta, todo destruyo,
Rompiendo en mil pedazos
esos sueños que construimos, ayer.

Se fue,
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, y la vida con el se me fue,
Se fue, y la razón no la seSi existe dios,
debe acordarse de mi,
Aunque se, que entre el y yo,
El cielo tiene solo nubes negras,
Le rogare, le buscare, lo juro, le encontrare,
Aunque tuviera que buscar en un millón de estrellas.

En esta vida oscura, absurda sin el,
Siento que,
Se ha convertido en centro y fin de todo mi universo.

Si tiene limite, el amor, lo pasaría por el.
Y en el vacío inmenso de mis noches, yo le siento,
¡le amare¡como le pude amar la vez primera,
que un beso suyo era una vida entera,
sintiendo como me pierdo,
por el.

Se fue,
Se fue, el perfume de sus cabellos,
Se fue, el murmullo de su silencio,
Se fue, su sonrisa de fábula,
Se fue, la dulce miel que probé en sus labios.
Se fue, me quedo solo su veneno,
Se fue, y mi amor se cubrió de hielo,
Se fue, se fue, y la vida con él se me fue,
se fue, y la razón no la se.

http://www.musica.com/video.asp?video=498

Wasted

[Member #3453]

Hola RTW...mi amigo, to answer your question...

Well, weekend nights are the times that girls have to be at work. They are their most profitable nights, and nights where they really can not afford to miss the opportunity to make money. "G" skipped work on Thursday night to be with me, and she was with me during the day on Friday too. So, I decided I would do something else Friday night while "G" was working. Sometimes, patronizing them at their work is of more value to them than actually bar fining them, and paying them the equivalent of what they might otherwise have earned at their jobs all night. It keeps them on good terms with management, and helps them maintain good standing for times when I you may not be there to support them. So, I try to patronize them also in the privados, in addition to bar fining them.

To further comment on some other observations...

"G" does not charge me anything. But, honestly, I usually pay her anyway. The fee is always entirely up to me, and she accepts the money, but many times she has stayed with me for very little compared to the going rate. She just accepts it, and seems not to mind.

At least, after I pay her an equivalent hourly amount that would be less than a kid would make working at McDonalds, she always shows back up seemingly wanting to see me very much, and money is not on her mind.

For example, she stays with me sometimes for 12-15 hours at a time and I have given her 500 pesos. She has stayed for 6 hours before, and I have given her 1000 pesos. It just depends on how I am feeling at the time, generous or cheap. There are just as many times that I have given her nothing. When I give her nothing, I just tell her I can not afford to pay the cost of travel to be in Monterrey and also pay her. She continually tells me money is not important to her, and that she truly loves me.

I apologize to her that money is tight, and she accepts it like we are boyfriend and girlfriend. I honestly believe she is not there for the money. But, I am also a realist...money makes the world go around, and just because you are austensibly in "love," provided she is being honest with me, doesn't necessarily mean that you can afford to forget about providing for the neccesities of life.

This last time we were together, I explained to her that I can not return to MTY and pay the travel costs and pay her too. I asked her to tell me honestly if the money is an issue, and if so, that I would just stay home and not come to MTY. She has, in the past, cried over our discussion of this subject, and my misunderstanding her sincerity with respect to her claims that she truly does love me.

I told her that I do not have business in MTY any more, and that my reason for being in MTY is to see her. I told her that I can not afford to be there, but that if she wants me there, I will try to come back. I did not really mean it...I doubt I will ever completely stop coming back to MTY for real, but I wanted to let her know that I was coming to see her, and not to conduct business. Fact is, I actually do still have some business interests in MTY, but I was trying to make her realize that my frequent visits to MTY, once a month, are to see her, and that I am not otherwise occupied in MTY by business responsibilities. I wanted her to feel an obligation to entertain me while I am there, and to realize that my returning to see her, especially with travel costs being so high, are an expression of my own affection for her.

She told me to try to come back as much as I can, but that if I can not come back more than once a month or every six weeks, she would just have to wait for me to return. She has previously asked me to move to MTY so we can see each other legitimately. I think she is sincere as a lower class bar girl can be given her circumstances, socio-economic background, etc...And, of course, I would never actually consider a permanent arrangement with a bar girl. But, it is nice knowing that she would like it.

When I pay her nothing she acts like she expects nothing from me, and that all that I give her is appreciated. She accepts the money as a helping hand, and not as payment for any kind of "services rendered."

One thing I try to do when I pay her nothing is to patronize her at work, but I do not usually do it quite to the extent the I chose to do it last Friday night. But, none-the-less, I will usually stay with her in the privados for between 8-10 songs, and if I want sex in the Privados, which I generally avoid because I don't particularly care for it there, it costs me nothing. In "G's" case, I want sex with her because it is her. She is truly my best GFE ever, and I do not take her for granted.

That having been said, on Friday night I took her into the privados and stayed literally for (14) 4-minute songs (700 pesos), then as we were headed down the stairs, I gave her 500 pesos in cash. We talked a lot, had sex in the privados, and did a lot of kissing and hugging, mucho carino con ella. She never once mentioned anything about wanting additional money for the sex, nor did she have any expectation that I would pay her anything, not for the additional sex I received in the privados, nothing...nor did she have a clue about what I was about to do, the amount I was going to give her in addition to patronizing her with the for (14) songs in the privados.

I asked her in the privados how many privados she had to have that night and she told me she needed a total of (20). I assume she needed at least (20) to make salary, so I figured that by giving her (14) of them that early in the night (6-7pm?), she would have a very easy, very profitable night at Infinito, certainly so if she stayed until 1am, her scheduled time. I was feeling sorry for her because she had been very sick with a sinus infection for several days, and she had missed work to be with me as well.

Up to that point, only upon my asking, she said she had not really done too many privados that night. I think the girls are sometimes concerned that they will not make their salary if they aren't able to rack up enough privados. I wanted to completely dispell any concerns she might have about making salary that night, and to give her the opportunity to slack off if she wanted to.

So, the entire time I was with her in the privados cost me 1200 pesos, but she got 500 of it in cash, not having to split it with the house. But, keep in mind, she had already spent all of Friday afternoon with me for no money, and she had no expectation of being paid for that time.

She will also literally earn half of the privado fee, another 350 pesos. So, I consider my payment to her at the club to be very generous, and she thanked me sincerely, both verbally, and with her eyes (Carlos).

Carlos told me there is a way that I can always sense the quality of the potential performance from the girls, if you are considering a new girl for a privado as they stand on the stage. He told me to start checking their eyes. I am not really able to discern that look yet as well as he, but I was able to start practicing making that assessment once he made me aware of it.

I noticed myself beginning to develop a sensitivity for what he was talking about, which is a very subtle, almost undiscernable look in their eyes. He revealed to me that the girls that are good are the ones that have a certain look in the eyes. So now, I am checking their eyes to develop this "skill."

Anyway because I was sensitized by Carlos' comments, I was also sensitive to the look in "G" eyes as I slipped her 500 pesos as we were going down the stairs. With "G," the look in her eyes as I slipped her 500 pesos was not of greed, or sexuality, or surprise, or expectation, or anything like that.

It was a look of pure love from her eyes. I have something legitimate going with "G." I try to pay her, all be it in sometimes inconsistent ways, all be it sometimes in cheaper ways, but othewise in generous ways as well, because I also know that freebies get old, and there is no future for the two of us.

If she had an expectation of permanency with me, then freebies would be perfectly acceptable. But, a girl has to think of her future, and in her case, her son as well. So, I choose to try to at least pay her something even when she will come to me for free.

I realize that her willingness to come to see me might also get old as she begins to think of me as possibly just taking advantage of her. I do not want her to develop that kind of opinion of me, so I have decided to try to pay her something, sometimes generously, and sometimes cheaply, just to keep her interested. I voluntarily pay her to demonstrate that she is special to me, and not just another bar fine...she is special to me.

It's funny...She comes to me for free to show me she loves me, and I pay her, at least something, to show her how special she is to me. It works quite well really, but I also think it might appear to the cynical onlooker that she is anticipating my payments, and showing up in anticipation of being paid. I do not really believe that is her motivation, but I am also not so naive as to imagine that it could not be a possibility. If in fact her "feelings" are insincere however, I can not discern it in the way she treats me.

If I were single, living in MTY, etc...I could possibly play the "freebies" game because I could take her out on the town, and romance her more thoroughly, to show her that she is special to me in other ways. But because I am in town infrequently, and because we both already know there is no future between us with respect to any permanency, I feel that paying her is the smartest way to keep the fire burning between us.

Besides, I question whether actual marriage is so different? I have a friend who complained recently to me that his wife ordered some furniture for their home, unbeknownst to him, the cost of which was coming at a very inopportune time, a time when taxes will be coming due. In addition, as this friend was repaying a debt to me, he noticed that his wife had also snatched the equivalent of $100 from his wallet to pay for, who knows.

Eveything costs money. And, even when there is love, such as within the institution of marriage, the exchange of financial support is "neccessary." I look at it the same way with respect to my girlfriend, "G." "G"s welfare is always on my mind because, while there is always a possibility that, as a bar girl, she may or may not be sincere, I am.

USB, why didn't you spend your last night with G?

RtW