Panama City

[Iguana Six]

suri woke up at 1030, i was driven out of bed and down to the lobby by the sound of an electric buzz saw being used by a carpenter just 20 feet from my window. see, i was given a room on the back side, which blocks the street noise, but on the first floor puts you right on the garage. and that where the carpenter was sawing, in the garage. at 845am on a sunday.

suri was actually in my bed this morning. so, instead of working my way through the v-girls at oasis for the "lunch special", i was showing her the meaning of the expression "morning wood". she was a little reluctant, but she did get a real nice night's sleep and i was going to pay the first month's rent on her new studio apartment, and she did get into it after a few strokes. but none of the really good positions that look so good in the big vanity mirror. what the hell, i just grooved on the 34c cups, her flat belly, her slim fingers, her delicate little arms, her curvy ass and her long legs. what a package for 95lbs and five foot nothing!

we hadn't had anything to eat or drink in twelve hours, so we agreed to get brunch after she went to her friend's house to get a change of clothes, then go to pay for new landlord. i wanted to come and help her move some of her stuff, but she insisted that she didn't want me to come. she agreed to meet me at 230pm at the internet cafe in front of hotel venetto. i gave her $150. figuring i would not see her the rest of the day (yes, i am getting the hang of it. giving her some money makes her disappear. i get it, now.) i breakfasted on the steak and bread leftovers from the night before.

i did go to our prearranged meeting place, and while i waited for her to show, i hit the internet, made some phones (for a lot less than i pay at the hotel) and printed some things out. there are two internet cafes across from the via venetto food court. i think of them as the blue one and the red-yellow colored one. the latter is closer to manolo's restaurant and is more upscale, charges less for printed pages, but cannot do cellular calls. the blue one can do cellular calls.

i learned the hard way that all the camera stores close on sunday. dang, i need a memory chip for my camera. all the good memories i am racking up here.

hit the rey supermarket nearby. very good deli. you could stay at the expensive hotels on via venetto, and eat healthy, cheaply, and well off the el rey. got some nice chilean grapes, some tomatoes, some juice (love that you can get a liter of fruit juice for less than a dollar down here) some greek salad, some milanese style chicke cutlets all for less than 10 bucks. and they don't make faces at you when you whip out your plastic.

called permanent damage, a celebrity on this site. "he got game, " and might turn me on to some generic vitamin cialis. "can't spell cialis without c-i-a. "

by then it was 9pm and time to start scouting new territory. still haven't been to the 5th floor bar in the miramar intercontinental, or the bodeguita, or to gt, or miami club. got in a cab. told the cabby to take me to bodeguita, but then changed my mind and told him to take me to the el dorado shopping plaza. i made a 10 dollar mistake right there. after not being able to figure it out, i said i wanted to go to the popeye's near novey. since i mentioned bodeguita's, he figured out i wanted to go to golden time. suddenly, he started driving with skill and elan and determination. and pulled right into the el mirage plaze. past the popeyes. and right into a parking spot in front of gt. that would cost me $10 later.

still trying to avoid the $94. 50 price instead of the $84. 50 price, i got out of his car and went straight to popeyes. not wanting my clothes to stink of fried chicken i stayed there just long enough to watch my cabby drive away and then starting to look for miami club. walked around, asked some folks for directions, but had to go back to the doorman and security guard in front of gt. two blocks down, one block to the right.

advice to the board. the cabbies are hip to us asking to go to popeyes when we want to go to gt. a better landmark is the fantastic casino, the rey supermarket, and the tienda 99 (noventi-nueve). or just ask to be dropped off at miami club, since i don't think that there any commissions for cabbies.

i went to miami club. after a wand search by the bouncer i got in. i didn't feel any pressure to buy girls drinks, but it was early. they had no tomato juice (how do they make bloody marys? ), so i asked for an orange juice and got a tang. it did not make me feel like an astronaut at all. i looked for the former perla, but no luck. three of the girls reminded me of the brunette costar on that fox show, house. the dancers had cute matching outfits but either they have been overrated by the board, or the lighting did not show them off to their best advantage. when i tried to pay off my tab, they asked for $10. $10 for tang? what, did it contain rare [CodeWord109] sample from buzz aldrin's moon walk? no, it is a $10 minimum. i paid it but said i'd be back. for more tang!

then i walked to gt. super classy. heavy investment in the decor and furniture. walked past the glass booth, past the benches with the girls, was led into the room with the recliners and offered a pad, a pen, and a drink. then, they ushered in the girls. from 20, i narrowed down to 4, and then picked number 88. she came in, and when i rose to shake her hand (like a gentleman) she said that was the signal that we had to go upstairs. i said i would but that i wanted to talk to her first.

ground rules. i am older and need more stimulation, like bbbj and use of my own femidoms. her rules, she was going to give me good bbbj and fuck the shit out of me.

she was colombian, paisa, 23, and. get this. half thai. really? did she speak any thai? no, daddy died when she was 2 months old. tall and busty, she reminded me of the almost blonde asian porn stars like kianna bradley or lacey tom. but the pure sexual energy was pure colombiana.

my coworkers tell me about how you don't need to diet or exercise if you are overweight. colombian girls will fuck the fat off your hide in ten pound strips. oh, yeah.

she took my hand out of the room and past the bench, but not before asking me to buy her a red bull (to keep her energy up.) sure. everything was cool until i got the theater style box office and they said $94. 50. i tried insisting on $84. 50, but the chorus from the "ticket agent" and the floor manager (they run the place with walky talkies and all the precision of an aircraft carrier flight deck. why can't the whole country run this way? ) was! you pay 94. 50. may my cabbie burn to death in a single car accident!

anyway, i paid and was left with enough from my $100 to get a cab home, provided i found an honest cabbie. i went upstairs to a very nice room with a shower, two massage tables and two horizontal ceiling poles, which are very good for having a girl walk on your back. we showered, she drank half her red bull, we exchanged pleasantries, and then my tall, lithe, busty, exotic vivid girl got to work on the massage. great passionate bbbj, she was intrigued by the femidoms, wanted me to hook her up, and the positions were great. with some colombians, you don't make love to them, they fuck the shit out of you and you just hang on for the ride.

we discussed how much the house takes and so i was able to get her digits.

i tell you, i feel like garth in waynes world when the hot older woman starts crying in garth's lap, rubbing her sobbing face in his crotch, saying "i can't ask you to kill my husband, i can't! " and garth says "he's a dead man! " oh yes, if agent 88 gave me enough sex, and asked me to kill my wife so we could be together.

[Iguana Six]

After leaving Oasis that afternoon, got a three dollar haircut. Funny, one barber shop had two barbers but there were 6 guys in line, but the place catty-corner across the street had just one and no waiting. Same price. With a name like "King of Kings", how could I go wrong. Wasn´t disappointed with the results.

Picked up my laundry. Like all laundramats and small grocery stores, it was Chinese owned. But like almost all Panamanian small businesses, low on customer service. (but it was across the street from my hotel) I dropped it off in the morning. I had a choice of either running it through the washer for 50 cents, and running it through the dryer for a dollar, but I asked her how much for them to do it. The reply was 2.50, ready by 5pm. I countered offered, with 4pm. She said 5pm again I insisted on 4pm. She knew better, cause I got there after 5pm and it was washed, and dried, but in a basket unfolded. She was eating her dinner of rice, fish, bok choy, and chicker out of a metal bowl and metal chopsticks, which I thought was weird, because thin metal chopsticks are more of a Korean custom. She called the sweaty Panamanian help who divided his attention between folding my clothes and watching the soccer game. Ah, and the locals wonder why they aren´t as prosperous as Singapore. :-) After all, Singapore has a port, Panama has the canal....OK, so those Singaporeans work hard, and keep their streets clean, and have a functioning legal and justice system, but that's no reason for them to run circles around Panama. After all, Panama has Ruben Blades!

Anyway, I called my Plan B, the former Perla of River Club (she quit after there was parlor invasion robbery of that place and the owner gypped her out some back pay) and now Miami Club dancer. She caught a cold a few days ago, but was gettin over it. Wasn't working that night, but was spending the night with her family. (Mom and lots of brothers and sisters.)
She promised to call me back by 1130, before I went to sleep. Good back up if Suri doesn't show.

Later, my Kunita called and she promised to show by 8pm. She had seen several apartments and struck a deal with one around 6 pm. Her stuff was with a friend who agreed to help her move in. She was coming down with a cold, so no partying with her friends tonight, so, I was hopefull she would really come by for dinner. I was in the lobby using the internet when she came in, spotted me and came up behind me and rubbed the back of my ear. Blue denim mini skirt, red push up bra, red spaghetti strap top. Rrroarrrr! The lobby was cold, I was cold, and she had a cold so I logged off real quick.

When we got upstairs, she started taking the pills the pharmacist suggested to her (why see a doc? why not cut out the middle man? no wonder health care is so expensive Hillary wants to make it "free".) plus some of the vitamins and Mucinex I brought with me. I got dressed, and got a cab. Every cabbie is unique down here. This one did not want to go to Calle Urugauy "because there is too much traffic there," and he did not know where the HAbibi Arab Restaurant was, and he took the weirdest route to get there, and then....he tried to drop us off at La Bodeguita, thinking that La Bo is a restaurant. "No, not that place!", my chica exclaimed. So, we settled on La Fioja, a nice upscale Spanish restaurant.

With her cold, I insisted she have orange juice and some hot chicken soup. Caldo de pollo was not on the menu, but the waiter was able to get the chef to special make us a couple of bowls (at $3.50 a piece). I ordered a beef salad, she ordered a steak with fries (but it did come with a tiny salad.) I don`t know how my little Kuna girl stays so skinny based on the meal choices she makes..... Needless to say, I helped her with the fries and there was still a doggie bag to take home.

When we got home, I gave her some more vitamins, a second Mucinex, a massage, some hot tea, and then some hot me. Dang latex during the Oasis sessions gave me some condom burns which she looked at askance, but that didn`t prevent her from treating me to her great oral skills. She was too tired for any tricky positions, but it was still a hot session. I figure she worked off the second $ I gave her on Friday morning. Even after our session, we went to sleep around midnight, which must have been the first time for her in almost week. Going to bed at 4am and being kicked out of her room is how she probably got her cold, I figure.

Around 1245am, my Plan B, the former Perla of River Club and now Miami Club dancer under a different name I don't know, called. Fortunately, I told the desk to hold all my calls and take messages. Glad I did. Not sure how they'd take to a three way, and while the bow was willing, the arrow was broken, if you know what I mean.

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[Iguana Six]

the rest of friday was pretty sedate. after "lunch" at oasis, followed by lunch, i took a nap, ran some errands. the unreliable suri was playing her games again. after she no-showed for dinner, i decided to eat stag. there was a very nice, very cozy arab restaurant next to habanos, but it closed last year. however, it may have moved or been replaced by one down the block. this one is bigger, noisier. the charm of the old one was that, on a cool night, you could order your meal, eat on the porch, and watch the colombian robo-hos on the porch of habanos. if you didn't want to, you could always get a seat in the air conditioned inside.

going on a friday night, when the locals come to entertain guests or impress their girlfriends, and the club puts on a belly dance show to some very loud music was a recipe for disaster. i couldn't get a seat inside, it was hot and muggy, and the service was awful. if their taboule salad, fried kibbe, and stuffed grape leaves wasn't so good. i enjoyed the food, but did not leave a tip.

anyway, this is about saturday. i woke up in time to go back to oasis in time for the lunch special. the three "v for victory girls" were not there this time. valentina normally works days (which might explain her crummy attitude during yesterday's day shift), and valerie and vanessa work monday through friday.

there were four girls on duty saturday morning. a milf with blonde hair from a bottle, the one daytime girl with the big eye brows, another who was pretty unremarkable. and kathy. kathy reminded me of a track star. she was black with beautiful features. she had this elegant nose, like michelle nichols (lt uhura of star trek), nice hair, the most flawless skin. she was about 5'6" and 105 lbs. yes, 105 lbs of the most toned muscles i have ever seen. not real curvy, tiny a-cups (if that), but just enough shape to suggest college girl olympic hopeful (swimming, maybe) or aerobics instructor. or maybe one of those background dancers they use in the rap videos. her red bathing suit get-up was small and looked more like bandages on her slim body. reminded me of a black version of mila johavich in "the third element".

when we got to the room, she was all business. no smiles during the whole session from her. panamanian, 22 years old, dress size 1 or 2, was all i could get from her. well, she did admit that she used to work out. "weight lifting? aerobics? " i asked. "a little of everything. " we didn't get the best room, but we got the second best room, which also had a shower and tv set. after throwing some interesting dvd on the player, i discovered that someone had moved the bed over so that it wasn't in the optimum location under the ceiling mirror, which caused some adjusting. after lotioning up my joint, she refused my femi-dom and a bbbj (someday, someday i'll get a bbbj at oasis! ). still, it was all good, cause with me on my back, she picked her favorite postion, which was cowgirl.

let me tell you, i could put both my hands around her waist and my thumbs and index fingers could touch, so watching that tight, flat stomach of hers undulating like a snake while she rolled, rocked, and pivoted on my crotch was a treat. she could have been a model for the abdominizer! the mirror on the wall gave me a great view of her lovely butt. unfortunately, she had some tats: one was burning heart with a scroll left black for a name which covered up a apendicitis scar, one of the others was a "tramp stamp" over the butt, which while it was small was a cliche playboy bunny logo.

anyway, letting her chose the first position allowed her to enjoy the ride for a while, which was good because it allowed me to sample those tasty little nips of hers, and because of her clock-watcher agenda. we went to side-to-side, which is great with a ceiling mirror. when the condom broke, it put a temporary stop to the action, further foiling her from depriving me of my full hour. when she came back she insisted we go right to the position that would get me off.

afterwards, she didn't ask for a tip, but since i might want a return engagement i overed one, which she took laconically. upon coming out, i sat in the waiting room and enjoyed the afterglow. i realized how little business they were doing.

eight semi-drunken americans in matching t-shirts showed up. they were in panama to have a bachelor party weekend with their friend. they had beers and seemed confused on the ground rules. i don't know if oasis called up reinforcements but they didn't seem too game. (to be continued)

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[Iguana Six]

I will be staying at Intercontinental.

Are there mongering places within walking distance.

Nothing in downtown PTY is more than a $2.00 cab ride. The city center is basically a 7 mile by 7 mile square. I usually pay $1.25, like the locals, to get around, and that is good for a mile, mile and half trip. Go to this site, click on the map.

http://www.miramarpanama.com/en-ubicacion.php

You will be down by the water. If you look north and east you will see Via Espana. That is your ¨hand rail¨, to borrow a land navigation term. You want the corner of Via Espana and Via Venetto. Another landmark is the Iglesia Del Carmen. Those landmarks will put you within a block or two of Capri Club, Oasis, Habanos, Elite, the big casinos, and within 5 blocks of River Club and Relax Oriental. Your hotel can´t be more than a mile and half from Venetto hotel or even La Bodeguita night club. You will need a taxi to get to GT, Miami Club, and La Mayor.

If it is a cool night, and you have a wingman, you could walk. But only if your time is worth more than $2.00. But be sure to ask the driver first. This morning, I had a cabbie try to tell me that a trip from Hotel Montreal to Venetto was $2.00., when I had taken that same run half a dozen times for $1.25.

When are you getting in town?

[Questner]

Just returned from my first trip to PC. I kept it very simple:

Habano's cigar bar opposite Marriott 9 pm to 2 am except Sundays. Easy ST pick up for $100. Then La Bodeguita dance club/bar at Cl. Uruguay 11 pm to 4 am. All freelancers. My guideline for TLN: same $100 with rare panamenas and $150-$200 with colombianas.

Would like to thank every previous forum contributor that helped me to plan a great trip.

[Iguana Six]

Suri, the sexy but very flighty Kuna formerly of Relax Oriental MP, didn´t show at midnight as promised. I called and when I couldn´t reach her, the toll of the last 24 hours caught up to me and I fell asleep. At about three and a half hours later, my phone rang. It was her and she was in the lobby. Nice!

I opened the door looked down the hall and hear her little high heeled feet tapping as she walked down the hallway.

She apologized for being so late, but her girlfriends had kept her out all night.
She was renting a room in an apartment, but when the owners, a couple with kids, figured out she was a SW, they kicked her out. She owed them January and half of February´s rent, $250, and she was hoping to earn a little with her friends that night, and little with me, in order to pay them off on Friday morning. If she didn´t, they would keep her stuff. Sounds plausible. She didn´t earn anything that night, so she was worried. I assured her I could help.

She looked great, wearing these silvery toned blue jeans and complementing top. Less eye makeup than when she worked at Relax Oriental, which was a good thing. She took off her jeans and got into bed. We got caught up and then started kissing. She started me up with one of her great bbbj´s and she asked if she could finish me off that way. I declined. I took the rest of her clothes, noticed that there was a nice bed-level mirror, sat on ankles, and then asked her to sit on my lap facing the mirror. I had a great view as I bit her neck, licked her ear, tweaked her nips, and rubbed her snatch. With my dick between her legs, she started to use it to rub her clit. She got real wet and after a few minutes, it was time for modified mish. We did that and side-to-side for a while, and she came when she faced me and sat in my lap. I asked her to finish me off with her mouth. She lay on the bed and I crouched over her, and her mouth and hands had me glazing her chin like a jelly donought. But I wasn´t finished yet, as less than a minute later, I was able to give her a pearl necklace that reached to her tits. Amazing, but after a two week drought, I was able to leave thick stuff on her chin, and Peter North style ropes on her neck and chin. Must of left four ounces on her.

By then, it was 530am, so it was a shower, some cuddling, and sleep....until a little after 715am, when her landlord started bugging her about the rent.

Suri and I had arranged $700 and all expenses if she would be my novia for the week, so I gave her $200 so she could pay her landlord and come right back.

Which she never did. Still sleep deprived, I woke up after around 1pm. I tried calling her, no luck. I showered and changed. Made a few phone calls. Realizing Suri might not come back, I decided to hit the Oasis for the lunch special. Barely got there in time, as I had to make small change and find a cab. Fortunately, there were five girls on duty, but one was already in the back. There were the three V-girls. Valentina (who is the only with pictures on their website nowadays), Valerie (of the beautiful bubble butt), and Vanessa (who has coppertone skin and lightened brown hair). Vanessa was in the back already, and in chosing between Valentina and Valerie, I was intrigued at how Valentina had gone back to being a brunette since the picture shoot.

I won´t describe Valentina, since her pictures are pretty accurate, except to say that her small natural breasts have the most perfect nipples. She said she was 20 yo, a Paisa from Cali. She didn´t have such a thick accent as Gloria, the other Paisa at Oasis. She annoyed me at first, turning on the TV, so she could massage my back while watched her favorite show, but once that was over, I got her to change to music videos. (She was sensative about covering up our noise). With her full attention while she massaged my front, I asked her for a BBBJ, but no luck. (I´ve never gotten an Oasis girl to give me a BBBJ) And...curses!...I forgot to bring a femidom! (I discovered femi-doms a few years a go and never went back.) Well, she had gotten me pretty stiff with her hand and by telling me how she lost her virginity in Cali when she was 15 (!) and her boyfriend was 21 (!) and how he taught her to give BJ´s. She wiped the lotion off, put a glove on, and started giving me one. She didn´t do it very long, before she laid out a towel on the bed like a landing strip, and laid down. I love the mirrors in the better rooms of the Oasis, especially the ceiling mount for intercourse and the wall mount for oral. Despite the conventional glove and my exhaustion, watching her perfect nipples bounce (I begged never to get implants like Gloria and she swore she never would) and her hand furiously working her clit, I got off pretty nicely.

Afterwards, I sat in the waiting room a few minutes, saw the Valeri in profile and discovered her beautiful bubble butt, saw Vanessa come out and grooved on her sultry good looks, and made a point of coming back for the rest of the V-girls.

Hungy and dehydrated, I bought a liter of juice and a fruit salad at a mini-market for $2, bought a pair of $1.99 sandwiches at Subway and refueled.

The gym near Oasis was closed, and that was bummer. I will need to find somewhere else to work out.

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[Pepe27]

I will be staying at Intercontinental.

Are there mongering places within walking distance.

[Iguana Six]

A day of both highs and lows. Had a couple of hours of sleep and then started the drive to the airport. Since I started driving at 3am, had the road to myself and had no delays enroute to an airport named after a former SecState (or his brother, a certain CIA chief, can´t remember which). It was almost 5am when I got to the parking lot, and with the windchill, it was 22 degrees. The ten minute wait for a bus was not fun. I checked in NO bags (learned that lesson the hard way years ago) and got on the security line. Only had time to finish half my breakfast before getting to the panty-sniffing loosers that is the TSA (who are these pathetic zeros? The people that could not master numbers and the alphabet, and therefor flunked the postal service exam? They were too rude for the DMV? The standards for private security guards were too high?) so I had to leave half my breakfast behind because that yogurt was SUCH a threat. I wore my buckle-less belt so that got me through a little quicker.

Ran to get on the plane, got one of the last seats, but it was still late getting out. At least I got an exit row, but it was near a daddy and his kids. He was midly retarded, had a loud voice, and did not shut up the whole flight. Ear plugs and a noise cancelling headset allowed me to get some sleep. Got to miami. Two hours to kill. The gate wasn´t near any good restaurants, so I got a guava pastel and a beef empenada from the Versaille stand. The Versaille cuban restaurant chain is a legend in Miami, deservedly so, but while the pastel was good, the empenada just added to my torture. The plane had three different mechanical problems, so we did not depart until 2pm. So instead of getting to PTY at 2pm, I got there a 4pm plus.

Fortunately, I followed some advice posted here and ran ahead of the herd to get to the Visa stand with exact change. There were two guys ahead of me, but they did not have fives or tens, so the guy sold me one first, to have change for them. Wasnt sure I would need it, because my civvy blue passport was expired and I was going to try using my brown passport. Had a Mindight Express moment while the lady at the immigration stand figured out what the procedure was. She asked the guy in the next stand, told me I could get a refund on my tourist card and whipped out the stamp. (I gotta renew that passport, man!) Took another bit of advice from this site and went upstairs to catch my cab. Saved five bucks, got into a nice, new Yaris - cute cars, by the way, and only 13k in both PTY and the states - and enjoyed the airconditioning and the use of the drivers phone while we zipped to my hotel. There was a demonstration just half a block from Eurohotel, so the cops only let us come with 20 yards. Close enough for me.

Check in was fast, the Expedia reservation worked out fine. Dont know why some harsh on this place. It is basically a Motel 6 with a pool, internet in the lobby, and an attached restaurant. My room wasnt by the street, but its window were frosted because it was by the garage. Quiet enough. Air Con works, but the staff will turn it off if you leave for a while. TV, no clock radio, soap yes, shampoo sometimes. It is on Via Espana, a 12 minute walk to Via Venetto, or a buck and quarter taxi ride.

Called my little Indian, formerly of Relax Oriental, but now freelancing with a friend. She said she´d come by at 7 pm. I unpacked, walked around outside. Found a chinese laundromat and a pharmacy. Paid almost $18 for some vitamin Cialis, I´m sure it is still amost $14 at Arroche, so I´ll correct that tomorrow. Little Kuna girl didn´t show at 7, so I called her. She promised to come by at 10pm, cause her freelancing partner (and maybe some others) wanted her to come with. Walked to Via Venetto, had some fries, steak, salad at the food court. Checked out the talent at Habanos, saw the sprite-like Columbian blonde spinner named Pamela. (If you see her, complement her on her muscles. She is very proud of spending two hours in the gym when she get off work in the morning. 22, but she looks 18. You can even overlook her silicone implants.)

Went back to the hotel. 10 pm comes by. Still no Kunita. More excuses. She will come at midnight. Midnight comes, I cant reach her cell phone. I fell asleep. to be continued.

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[Gagoo]

I respect your opinion bro, but just for general knowledge, the carnival in Panama is the 3rd best worldwide

1. Brazil
2. New Orleans
3. Panama

Carnival in New Orleans number 2 in the world? hahahahahahahaha

[Mr Fox]

Excellent.

Pajama Sam, the girl was a Colombian or Panamanian?

[Solohunt]

Few questions:

What is the best time to go into each one of your top-3?

Any better day of the week for a 10?

Is El Dorado and Golden Time the same thing?

What is the procedure after you get their #.. I asume cell#s... Is there a way to avoid the Club's take out fee?

Are the chicas very picky about service time lol --What's the deal?

Anyone tried taking?

Comments?

[Solohunt]

Thanks everyone. I made it to Panama. Have some metting tonight but I will out and about tomorrow. My plan is to warm up the engine at Le Palance and then go to GT to seal the deal. I'll be reporting soon.

[Pajama Sam]

Dear Mongering Brethren,

I went to Panama last week on a very quick work assignment. As soon as you land, make sure you buy the Tourist card and get in line.

This will shave at least 30 minutes of wait time.

A taxi to town takes about 25 minutes depending on where you are going and will cost about $25. Make sure you agree on pricing upfront.

I stayed at the Hotel Montreal.

Hotel Montreal hotelmontrealpanama.com A clean nice place to stay. Pool in the 8th floor with a restaurant and bar in house.

Very Chica friendly. I stayed here and the service and pricing was fine. You do need to take taxis to and fro, specially at night.

The in-house restaurant is ok and you can't beat the prices. You can manage on $60 per day including your hotel stay.

Another place to stay would be the Las Vegas Suites which is only about a 1 1/2 block short walk from the Veneto Hotel Casino or the Fiesta Casino.

Priced about $ 45. 00 per night. This is a super convenient spot as you can walk evrywhere from here.

Once I settled into my room I looked at the newspaper classifieds in ePasa.com I speak fluent spanish and have found the price/value of this exercise is usually quite good. It is kind of an adventure and alas, this is what mongering is all about. Below is the list edited with phone numbers. You need basic spanish skills to call the above. If you don't, give a few dollars to the bell boy. He will be glad to help. Make sure you get prices for full service "servicio completo" ahead of time.

Here is the list, with some comments:

-LINDA CHICA Sexy presta sus masages de reflexologìa egipcia de relajaciòn y algo màs.complace tus deseos. 6436-4911 cel turned off

-LINDAS CHICAS ofrecen servicios masajes a domicilio hoteles. Buena oferta 6709-3723 Susy lunes a domingo.

Found a stunner exotic $60/2 hours (thin girl with amazing natural breats). Have number for regular contributors. This was an A-1 service.

MUJER VETERANA Tierna, Dulce y Seductora Ofrece sus Servicios de Masajes y Algo más. Cel: 6746-4261.

PAPITO ESTOY MUY RICA VERSATIL COMPLACE HOMBRE MUJER DISCRETO JOHANA 6777-0645.

ARDIENTE ATREVIDA y seductora jovensita, extranjerita, te brinda unico y masaje erótico, atrevete! Llama y cumple todas tus fantasias. 6732-8303

$25. 00 MASAJES nenas excitantes jovencitas hermosas tiernas cariñosas sensuales siluetas 18-20años 6651-2405. Abdiel busy

Masaje eroticos 18 a 24 años, lugar discreto. Cel. 6768-6117. Turned off

ATRACTIVA CHICA joven ardiente caliente morbosa ofrece servicio masajes erotico relajante caballeros absoluta discreción atrevete disfrutarlo 6432-4354.

CHICA SEXI complaciente y amable ofrece sus servicios adomicilio preguntar por Gisela 6755-0520

DAMA EXTRANJERA de 36 años Ofrece Compañia. TIERNA Y COMPLACIENTE. 6765-5600

JOVEN VOLUPTUOSA ofrece sus servicios de masages y algo màs.complace tus fantasias. Cel. 6735-7621

The service I had from the second listing was amazing. The girl was around 23 and was gorgeous. Perhaps a solid 9.

She was total GFE. She offered a real massage followed by intense sex which she enjoyed. At one point, she was rubbing her clit so hard I thought she was going to pass out.

One of the nights I was there I went to La Bodeguita. I can only say that it was a real fun time. The place was hopping when I arrived at 11pm. I must say I have never seen as many 9s and 10s put together. Some of the girls were Playboy quality, most were enhanced and some were just cybernetic. I don't think you could find some of those bodies in nature, but it was a sight to behold. I didn't take anybody out since I had a date with my girl from the classifieds. This place is a must see.

Another recomendation from Gauntman is Club Capri (Formerly known as Club Fenix) is in Rio Abajo in Calle 16 (16th Street). If coming from downtown, tell the driver to go on Villa Espana straight to Rio Abajo. On 16th street, the driver must make a left turn (No other way to turn).

Capriclubpanama.com Gauntman tells me this is the place he goes to look for gems.

Sorry for the brevity of the report as I could only spend two nights in town. I still think Panama is a must stop in mongering destinations.

Monger on!

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[GauntMan]

Please somebody call me about a girl called Venus.

I'm looking her.

I think you will have a better time finding her if you google her!

[Reclusedx]

Okay thats fine, I tried calling like 15 hotels and most of them were booked with the exception of Hotel Costa Inn so I made a reservation with them. This is my first time visiting by myself BTW. I just couldn't pass on the deal that I found with COPA Airlines. Where you flying out of?

Heres the deal, I arrive in PTY at 730 PM 19 FEB, Costa Inn is picking me up. And I leave 22 Feb in the afternoon.

I'm not sure if you can post phone numbers here but it might be too late anyways. If you really want to hang out I'm down, like I said, I've been down there numerous times and know the scene. I'm going out the same night I arrive so if you want you can wait for me at the Hotel Costa Inn like around 8-9 PM. I'l be there for sure or leave me a message here in the forums telling me where you want to meet up at. Take it easy and have a safe flight.

I'll get there the afternoon of the 14th and fly out the afternoon of the 22nd.

What hotel are you staying at? I haven't made a reservation yet, and since this trip is on my own dime, I want to skimp on the hotel and splurge on the hobby. I am even considering Los Residenciales Los Arcos, because when I went there last year, there rooms were cheap and clean. They cost $27 a night, now, and I think the lack of a pool and a fitness room might be depressing.