Morocco

[Stano]

In front of Hôtel the la Côte : the Calypso, a bar where you can find providers

[Stano]

Here a pic of this Hôtel de la Côte (not La coute) mentioned by Maxmara

[Emmadkarem]

Hi,,

Sorry guys, I placed a different hotel name in casa that has the massage. It was a mistake. The right hotel is called La coute which is the coast in french. It is in Ain Diab area by the beach. Very nice updcale area where are the night clubs and cafes with providers.

The MP is located by the basement of the hotel. It usually has two girls, the younger one is virgin and only give ANAL which is really nice but bring your own jelly and condoms. She charge MD 400 ($45) for both massage and anal. Th eolder one is a full service for same price. The young one is petite and very sweet with nice tiny ass.

BTW, casa has almost none massage places since sex is available in discos.

Also, try twin towers to pick up girls from there. Just strike a conversation and take it from there. I picked up a very nice girl who is amature but I had to take her to Mackdonlads and shopping for some clothes which was fair and worth it. That was last year so do not ask me for her contacts.

Cheers

[Mama Mameri]

Because I am working in Algeciras I cannot travel until Friday and I will stay until Sunday if you are still there.

Cheers

Yes I'm still here.

Send me a private message if you can.

[Adrian Mack]

Because I am working in Algeciras I cannot travel until Friday and I will stay until Sunday if you are still there.

Cheers

[Mama Mameri]

OK, if nobody is in Tangier on the dates listed below. I could always travel to Fez or Agadir if anybody would like to meet up and share stories.

Cheers!

Hi,

I'll be there next Wednesday. If u still plane going to Tangier tell me to know.

Cheers

[Machito 2]

Dear Maxmara,

What type of place is Three Springs and do you know the name of the neighborhood in which it is located?

Thank you

[Emmadkarem]

Regarding Fes, the place is called "trois souriece" meaning three springs. It is in front of city university campus and is suppose to be full of students but when I went there I could not find a thing.

In casa, it is belle rive hotel in ain diab arfea. It has massage place in the basement which offer full service for 500 DM. 200 DM massage fee and rest for extra.

[Adrian Mack]

OK, if nobody is in Tangier on the dates listed below. I could always travel to Fez or Agadir if anybody would like to meet up and share stories.

Cheers!

[Machito 2]

Dear friends,

Machito 2 here again.

Can anyone give various information about the Fes scene?

Thank you.

[Adrian Mack]

Hi Guys,

Can anybody tell me where I can get a massage with all the trimmings in Tangier? As my previous post states, I will be out there Mid Feb to early March. Also, if anyone knows of some 8 - 10 rated ladies in the area then please let me know. Wish me luck!

[Adrian Mack]

Hi Guys!

I was wondering if anybody is travelling or in Tangier between the 23rd to the 10th March who would like to meet up and if possible share an apartment. I will only be their at the weekends as i am working in Algeciras and would like a change form the Estarkes Clubs. I know of a few interesting places out there, such as 555 club.

Cheers guys.

[Anonymous]

Marrakesh is a first class destination to play, but it requires advance planning, attention to detail, care and discretion.

There is next to no prospect of bringing a visitor back to a hotel – whatever category of hotel. So the alternative is to rent an apartment. To avoid attracting attention, I would urge you – based on my experience (below) - to rent in the new city (Gueliz). Here, the concierge usually chooses not to comment on who enters and leaves the building with you – but you can be sure he will have noticed and will be looking forward to a decent tip when you check out!

It is, however, possible to meet new friends in the old city. For example, the Djema el Fna after dark is one big pick-up joint. There are also cafes and bars. In Gueliz the bars and cafes in the area of Café Negociant are popular people-watching haunts. But the issue is where you retire to in order to enjoy each other’s company.

Recently I took the risk of taking Naima, a “friend” from a previous visit, back to a traditional riad in the old city where I was living alone (save for a housekeeper who came mid-morning). It was dark, about 10pm. We had met at Café Boule Neige in Gueliz, and she seemed quite relaxed about heading into the medina. Despite her being a native of the city, I’m now not sure that she had ever ventured into the more traditional area.

The fist inkling that this could be fraught with danger was when the taxi driver gave a sharp intake of breath as I named the street. When we got out of the cab there was still a short walk along the narrow street (derb). Initially there were a few brief comments from passers-by, then came a hiss; she snapped back and I glared at the youths responsible. But her face noticeably reddened and her pace increased. As we approached the house I was conscious of more comments and us being followed – by how many men and what age I don’t know, but my heart was pounding. The moment I closed the door I noticed that she was shaking with fear. The only words she could utter were: “Big problem. Big problem.”

Safely locked inside, I poured us a drink, put the TV on and sought to calm her down. Just seconds after our lips had met the doorbell sounded and there was a hammering on the door. She froze. I froze. “Il y a un femme moroccain,” came the cry. “Homme francais; femme moroccain.” They sounded as if they were baying for blood. And how many were they? Two? Ten? More? What would they do to me if I emerged? Worse, what might they do to her? Would they break the door down?

In terror she telephoned her friend, who said under no circumstances should she open the door. I called a sympathetic Moroccan friend. He offered to come round with a group of heavies to extricate her. He also gave me the number of the tourist police – just in case it got truly nasty (although involving them would hardly have been a joy).

We considered all the options while the noise continued unabated. All in all, the dangers of leaving at night seemed riskier than walking out in daylight, when at least women and children would be around. “Est ce que je peut reste la pour la nuit?” she asked. Stay the night? What joy. She was young, slim with a pert body and a good attitude in bed. The frisson of danger undoubtedly contributed to the sensation – and eventually the unwanted attention disappeared into the night as we disappeared under the covers for a marathon session in every conceivable position.

We woke the next morning about 7am and, after a further embrace, surveyed the scene carefully. The option of calling in the heavies was in the back of my mind. There was no one on the doorstep or obviously in the street, but we had no idea about who might be lurking in doorways and round corners. We prepared to venture out. As I opened the door Naima shrank back. But the street was silent, bar a couple of old ladies going about their business. We stepped tentatively forward. Still nothing. Having locked the door we strode forward purposefully, her lagging a couple of yards behind me, pretending she didn’t know me. As we reached the main road I hailed a taxi. As I did so I realised that this night of heightened passion had so far gone financially unrewarded, so I pressed DH300 into her hand “pour le taxi”.

Later that day my male Moroccan friend enquired of the immediate neighbours if they had been disturbed (without telling them why) and prepared to make an apology on my behalf if necessary. They all claimed to have heard nothing, and hoped I was well. It seems we had been followed from farther up the street.

On this occasion we were fortunate. But if things had gone slightly different, I do wonder what the locals might have done to her – or to me.

In future, I shall stick to entertaining in Gueliz, where tradition and morals matter perhaps a little less.

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[Stano]

There is a nice massage place in Casa, propably the only one since it is not that popular and since sex is readily available, in Casa, Ain iab area, hotel Belle rive. It is in the basement of the hotel. Has two nice girls. One claim to be a virgin and only do it in the backside which is nice but bring your own condom and lubricant. The other is older and provide FS. Massage is 200 DH and FS is 300-400 DH. Happy hunting.

I know this hotel very good. I was already there but have never seen this massage place. How do you go to it ?

[Foufou 11]

Hello,, everyone.

I am off to Marrakesh the 31st of January and I will be there for 5 days. I know a couple of chicks and I need someone to share the appartement with me. If anyone is interested please do get in touch. There is a possibility of a third girl.

Cheers