Angeles City

[Dg8787]

What has changed?

20 years ago!

Be careful not to fuck any 19 year olds. She might be your daughter! Btw, bring some DNA swabs with you just in case.

Pussy is still available. Please don't post any "I remember when" shit living in the past.

[WestCoast1]

What has changed?

The best way to explain that is for you to go ahead and read what we've been writing on this thread for the past 6 or so months. A lot has changed, from increased Korean bar ownership, increased barfines, restos, and SW. Start at AC thread page 45:

http://www.internationalsexguide.nl/...es-City/page45

[Iguana Six]

What has changed?

[Mr Enternational]

I miss the long-times and GFEs, though you identify a pitfall there that I've run into. If I get a really good performer with a good GFE there's a huge urge to keep taking her because it just makes sense vs. Finding a new one that probabilities say won't be as good.

I thought people went to PI because the probablility of finding a good performer with good GFE was high. But in your experience it is not?

I've never said anything to lead them on but nonetheless have gotten the jealous-girlfriend bit when I didn't know we were in a relationship!

It is just that chicks know who they can pull that shit with. I do not even get that from normal chicks I am in a real relationship with. It would seem really weird to me if a hooker did it. I guess I would just laugh and be like you funny.

[Goferring]

I suppose she had to come back to reality at some point when her pockets were empty enough. Grateful that you don't leave that kind of footprint! Despite our competitive and self serving instincts, we have to keep coordinated so we can all have something to enjoy.

I'm generally in town for a while so I'm a big fan of being a side dick. Daddy can buy her the business class holidays, phones and fine dining. That's fine. But all the girls know that when he's gone and bills need to be paid, then they can drop around on my terms for a cash top up. I've written a few times before of girls that are charging 3000ST for tourists straight off the boat, 1500 for an afternoon before work for preferred customers and occasionally down to 500 for broke dive masters when a bill is due NOW. No one likes to discuss that she is also paying, not paid by, a pinoy boyfriend for sex. That's THE SAME GIRL. Tiered pricing is very much alive in PI.

I agree with you that it's best to keep a limit on the number of takeouts for any one girl in one spot. As far as I'm concerned, they've no business or right to post any claim to you when transactions are involved. You need to leave them be when you see them with other customers, after all, and they need to allow you the same freedom.

I've moved away from barfines but, back in the day, it wasn't unusual for me to do a rolling barfine for a girl I clicked with or returned to from a previous visit. I found it saved time, money and risk as I continued with a girl who was pressing the right buttons. I'm pretty up front with intentions so I didn't have too many issues with girls getting possessive. Those that did, I just put down to protecting their investment and income stream rather than falling in love with a fine male specimen like myself.

Civilians or part timers are more of an issue but only if the guy allows it to be so. A polite reminder that I'm here for a good time not a long term BF / GF relationship generally works. If they aren't happy with that or start to go psycho, then there is always the door. Again, no need to insult anyone but the girls will only go nuts if they thing they can get away with it or if its to their benefit.

Cheers. G.

[Volterra]

So I really like the long times and GFE experience but I need to be on guard with the three-takeout rule and look for other clues. Have also met girls with pictures from Thailand on their phones. Some western guy had taken her there. Like coals to Newcastle but I kinda get it. OTOH, one of my better long-times was later taken to Thailand and showered with gifts by some young-butterfly very well compensated Wall Street type. Just ruined her. She was spoiled and left with unrealistic expectations but the guy's a butterfly and other customers at the bar all will seem like cheap Charlies after that. I don't leave that kind of footprint.

I suppose she had to come back to reality at some point when her pockets were empty enough. Grateful that you don't leave that kind of footprint! Despite our competitive and self serving instincts, we have to keep coordinated so we can all have something to enjoy.

I agree with you that it's best to keep a limit on the number of takeouts for any one girl in one spot. As far as I'm concerned, they've no business or right to post any claim to you when transactions are involved. You need to leave them be when you see them with other customers, after all, and they need to allow you the same freedom.

[Ploughman]

The problem I have is that the girls will latch on you if your really nice. This makes me uncomfortable as I have to be an asshole to tell them I'm here for vacation to have fun so please do not get attached. They want to stop by after work or come by during the day when I'm trying to relax. Not sure if this is just happening to me or a normal thing. I'm not a cruel person so it is hard for me to say calm the fuck down, this ain't a relationship.

I went to the Philippines about 20 or so times from 1994-2017 and am really wanting to get back there again (went to Thailand some 60 times since 1992 with a 2-year forced break because of pandemic but resumption in March and October this year. Have some business in Thailand).

I miss the long-times and GFEs, though you identify a pitfall there that I've run into. If I get a really good performer with a good GFE there's a huge urge to keep taking her because it just makes sense vs. Finding a new one that probabilities say won't be as good. I've never said anything to lead them on but nonetheless have gotten the jealous-girlfriend bit when I didn't know we were in a relationship! I took a provincial girl with me to Makati from Angeles for a daytrip and she was kinda wowed but fumed and gave me the silent treatment after she thought a clerk at a cybercafe was flirting with me. But the big one was when a girl I'd taken for a third time out of LA Cafe in Manila found out I'd taken another girl from there and suddenly just blew up my cellphone with calls and texts at 10 am When I was in a taxi. It was embarrassing. In thinking back I realized she'd shown up at the hotel two nights earlier (they wouldn't let her in unescorted). I was going to get her anyway at LA Cafe and didn't think anything of her showing up like that unprompted, but I guess it was an indication of getting attached.

So I really like the long times and GFE experience but I need to be on guard with the three-takeout rule and look for other clues. Have also met girls with pictures from Thailand on their phones. Some western guy had taken her there. Like coals to Newcastle but I kinda get it. OTOH, one of my better long-times was later taken to Thailand and showered with gifts by some young-butterfly very well compensated Wall Street type. Just ruined her. She was spoiled and left with unrealistic expectations but the guy's a butterfly and other customers at the bar all will seem like cheap Charlies after that. I don't leave that kind of footprint.

[Golfinho]

In deepest, darkest Africa, jungle drums and smoke signals were free.

They still are.

[AggieDad1]

Fatties and chicks with dicks: I've lost count of the number of guys that have "accidentally" fucked them 20 times a trip but would never admit to enjoying it.

Probably the same guys who do multiple "pops" with each girl and does multiple girls in a day. 5555.

[Goferring]

BFD. I have fucked some chubbies and they have turned out to be some good fucks. Chubby pussy matters too...

Fatties and chicks with dicks: I've lost count of the number of guys that have "accidentally" fucked them 20 times a trip but would never admit to enjoying it.

[Dg8787]

So loyal wingman BigA and Sailor Jack are walking back from lunch at Orchid Inn. On the way back we pass by the chapel on the corner on Raymond / Rosario Street, behind the old Orchid Inn.

Sailor Jack is minding his own business like always.

Next to the chapel is another establishment. Sailor Jack is not quite sure what it is, but there are always very friendly women out front chatting with passersby. Maybe it is a social club? Perhaps a knitting club?

Anyway, a woman is heard yelling from inside the knitting club;.

"Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack's blood runs cold. Now a little brown chunky monkey runs out of the knitting club, runs up to Sailor Jack, throws her pudgy arms around Sailor Jack, and gives Sailor Jack a big sweaty kiss.

BigA observes all this with stunned disbelief. Sailor Jack explains to BigA that this is clearly a case of mistaken identity. BigA will have none of that. BigA deducts (wrongly, of course) that this ChubScout knows Sailor Jack somehow. BigA goes further to posit that Sailor Jack has had sexual relations with aforementioned FatFilipina!

Sailor Jack pleads innocence while trying to pry the porcine princess's sweaty paws off his neck. BigA does not say a word but just shakes his head like he is trying to get some image out of his brain.

Next day, BigA sees fit to bring up the topic in front of a panel of fellow mongers at Margarita Station. Sailor Jack pleads his case of mistaken identity. Zero mongers buy it.

Sailor Jack publicly confesses to fucking a fat girl. Actually, it was just a blowjob, but the mongers will not buy that either, so Sailor Jack cops to the whole offense. Sailor Jack is subjected to public ridicule and abuse by his monger peers, all of whom refuse to admit ever fucking a fat girl themselves, the fucking liars. Sailor Jack feels great shame*.

Sailor Jack's files an appeal for lack of physical evidence (Porky swallowed it) but SJ's appeal is denied.

So it appears that if a fat chick runs out of a working girl house screaming your name well there is just no defense for that.

Fucking a fat girl is like riding a motor scooter sure it is fun but do not let your friends catch you doing it.

None of these photos are of the plus-size Pilippina in question. These photos are from SJ's archives.

*Actually, that is not true. Sailor Jack's ability to feel shame was completely removed decades ago while in Tijuana attending the donkey show.

BFD. I have fucked some chubbies and they have turned out to be some good fucks. Chubby pussy matters too. Personally I don't give a shit about what others think. In my younger years I missed out on some good fucks by wondering what my buddies might think. Not now. If she gives me wood at the time then I am entering!

[Sailor Jack]

So loyal wingman BigA and Sailor Jack are walking back from lunch at Orchid Inn. On the way back we pass by the chapel on the corner on Raymond / Rosario Street, behind the old Orchid Inn.

Sailor Jack is minding his own business like always.

Next to the chapel is another establishment. Sailor Jack is not quite sure what it is, but there are always very friendly women out front chatting with passersby. Maybe it is a social club? Perhaps a knitting club?

Anyway, a woman is heard yelling from inside the knitting club;.

"Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack!

Sailor Jack's blood runs cold. Now a little brown chunky monkey runs out of the knitting club, runs up to Sailor Jack, throws her pudgy arms around Sailor Jack, and gives Sailor Jack a big sweaty kiss.

BigA observes all this with stunned disbelief. Sailor Jack explains to BigA that this is clearly a case of mistaken identity. BigA will have none of that. BigA deducts (wrongly, of course) that this ChubScout knows Sailor Jack somehow. BigA goes further to posit that Sailor Jack has had sexual relations with aforementioned FatFilipina!

Sailor Jack pleads innocence while trying to pry the porcine princess's sweaty paws off his neck. BigA does not say a word but just shakes his head like he is trying to get some image out of his brain.

Next day, BigA sees fit to bring up the topic in front of a panel of fellow mongers at Margarita Station. Sailor Jack pleads his case of mistaken identity. Zero mongers buy it.

Sailor Jack publicly confesses to fucking a fat girl. Actually, it was just a blowjob, but the mongers will not buy that either, so Sailor Jack cops to the whole offense. Sailor Jack is subjected to public ridicule and abuse by his monger peers, all of whom refuse to admit ever fucking a fat girl themselves, the fucking liars. Sailor Jack feels great shame.

Sailor Jack's files an appeal for lack of physical evidence (Porky swallowed it) but SJ's appeal is denied.

So it appears that if a fat chick runs out of a working girl house screaming your name – well there is just no defense for that.

Fucking a fat girl is like riding a motor scooter – sure it is fun – but do not let your friends catch you doing it.

None of these photos are of the plus-size Pilippina in question. These photos are from SJ's archives.

*Actually, that is not true. Sailor Jack's ability to feel shame was completely removed decades ago while in Tijuana attending the donkey show.

[Engine Driver]

How much did your granddad say an I-phone cost when he was a kid?

In deepest, darkest Africa, jungle drums and smoke signals were free.

[Dg8787]

How much did your granddad say an I-phone cost when he was a kid?

It wasn't much. 2 used orange juice cans and some string.

[Golfinho]

When my grandad was a kid, he said a loaf of bread was 19 cents. Now it's $6. Insanity!
C .

How much did your granddad say an I-phone cost when he was a kid?