Never underestimate Ezinho's recommendations
[QUOTE=Tungurahua]When I first started here I thought Ezinho was nuts for liking the places he did, but damn, once again I am walking in his footsteps. Touch Me rules. lol. [/QUOTE]
Hey what can I say, I know my shit lol.
As far as your experiences in the $7 casas go, I'm actually suprised that you haven't had more mediocre experiences like with the Quiteña at the Cyote Ugly place. I would say the majority of times I went to the cheap $7 casas the girls would just lay there while I did my thing, if I was lucky I could sweet talk them into doggy, but not always. I think Friky00 has had some similar experiences as well. It sounds like you've just had some really good luck picking out girls; I don't think most of them go "tazmanian devil on your cock" like that one girl you took did, that's the exception to the rule IMHO. I think if you want that kind of experience everytime, you would have to just stick with a couple regular girls, like those first two at Cyote Ugly for example. That's actually what I was going to do with Diana the cute black chica at Touch Me, just see her the last couple of weeks there. We had negotiated BBBJ, and even anal for extra cash, but then I got violently ill and never made it back there (excuse me while I cry for the next 5 minutes).
Anyways, yeah it looks like you banged Karla the girl I wanted to do at Vibracion, I never took her upstairs because I got this vibe that she'd be a bad lay, but I guess I was wrong. At least I got to feel her up after I bought her a drink, she was nice and soft like you mentioned, smelled good too, (excuse me while I bang my head on my desk for the next 10 minutes).
Well, keep the reports and pics coming everyone, this thread is becoming one of the better ones in the South America section.
Ezinho / mediocre experiences
[QUOTE=Ezinho]As far as your experiences in the $7 casas go, I'm actually suprised that you haven't had more mediocre experiences like with the Quiteña at the Cyote Ugly place. I would say the majority of times I went to the cheap $7 casas the girls would just lay there while I did my thing, if I was lucky I could sweet talk them into doggy, but not always. I think Friky00 has had some similar experiences as well. It sounds like you've just had some really good luck picking out girls; I don't think most of them go "tazmanian devil on your cock" like that one girl you took did, that's the exception to the rule IMHO. I think if you want that kind of experience everytime, you would have to just stick with a couple regular girls, like those first two at Cyote Ugly for example. That's actually what I was going to do with Diana the cute black chica at Touch Me, just see her the last couple of weeks there. We had negotiated BBBJ, and even anal for extra cash, but then I got violently ill and never made it back there (excuse me while I cry for the next 5 minutes).[/QUOTE]You negotiated anal with Diana!?! Damn! That'd be sweet! ** the seed is planted in Tungurahua's mind **
If you look at my Capital Investment Report you will see that probably more than half of the girls you find no pictures posted by me, nor any story, particularly the early adventures. To date I would say ** quickly counting ** that 14 of the now 30 girls have been standard or sub-standard. Which is why I do have a fair amount of return visits to the beauties I really like. The only reason there have not been more visitations to these beauties is that I lose track of them. Where is my Emily, my Dominique, my Karin, my Andrea (of goddamned La Fragata), my Andrea (of Cheers)? -- hell, even my Mariela and Kathy were not there on the last visit (Coyote Ugly).
Like any corporate summary I choose to highlight the positives and downplay the negatives. Who wants to hear negativity? We get enough of that crap in the monotony of everyday life and boring relations.
There was yet another Andrea in Touch Me (May 12) that was a petite looker. I tried her out for a spin. Exactly the type you described. Laid there like a corpse, looking away. I was muttering to myself only five minutes into the session about how lame she was. She glanced momentarily into my eyes and saw the expression of dislike on my face, was startled, and asked me "What?" "What?" She was obviously not used to guys being dissatisfied by her corpse posturing. But at least she turned over and I could pound those sweet little ass cheeks of hers to orgasm. It was the one closing comfort.
Alex at Touch Me is so weirdly a combination of cold (aloof -- i.e, distanced, remote) and hot (the looks she can do with her eyes), feminine and masculine, that it turns me on to fuck her. Though I can't even speak much Spanish, it is her character and style that gets me hot. (Christ I want to screw her in that school girl and pigtails outfit!) But Alex puts out with a nice blowjob and any position I want her in; so not much to complain about there. Just that different aspects of different chicas get me off. If a chica is lame in one (or multiple) aspect(s) then I'll just focus in on her often petite ass and go to town with her face pushed into a pillow. lol. Just kidding. But you get what I mean. A small ass stuck up in the air does wonders for me and can often help me to overlook any possible temporary negatives.
I will be posting a few pictures of Maria Fernandez in a couple days to give you yet another example of the kind of sweet, small ass I mean.
[QUOTE=Ezinho]Anyways, yeah it looks like you banged Karla the girl I wanted to do at Vibracion, I never took her upstairs because I got this vibe that she'd be a bad lay, but I guess I was wrong. At least I got to feel her up after I bought her a drink, she was nice and soft like you mentioned, smelled good too, (excuse me while I bang my head on my desk for the next 10 minutes).[/QUOTE]
Karla at Vibracion was one that was a standard fuck, nothing exceptional. Don't bang your head too hard. hehe. Notice I initially didn't say anything about it on the Board. I was just so hammered at the time, high on my Karin conquest, Karla being so soft and smelling good, that it was a surprisingly unexpected -- and decent -- third orgasm of the day. I never expected at all to get laid in Vibracion!
Basic Instinct ... starring Tungurahua
continuing post 268 from the other night. more about the office.
wednesday.
". exiting night club sala vip i was walking back towards amazonas. hello, what is this? ! holy christ, this chica is fucking gorgeous, pure classy curves, an easy 9/10, one of the nicest pieces of ass i have seen for some time. she is standing at the entrace of club i have never been into before, the office, address on their card being jeronimo carrion 768 y 9 de octubre, 2nd floor (only one block from amazonas). "
i had my hands around her waist for a few seconds, she invited me up to the 2nd floor. she felt awesome. i said i would return in an hour after eating. and i made sure i did.
the interior of the club is pretty decent, nice wooden chairs and tables. within ten minutes of my sitting two chicas surprise me by suddenly joining my table. straight out i refused to buy them drinks. one took off; the more dominant one stayed. stephanie being her name, from guayaquil, aged 17. i think i nearly choked on my beer at the latter bit of information. 17? ! damn! i thought they 'officially' do not let chicas at 17 into bars, never mind a 'pro' bar. was this a 'pro' bar? i asked her outright. with the loud music i think i heard "$25 to $30" for sex with a chica (depending on the chica). surprised still, i contemplated this and asked no further questions (like time/duration).
sipped my beer and kept scoping out the place. finally curiousity got the best of me and i went up to the bar to talk to one of the owners, a lady. the office is a new place, 3 months old. $2 entry gets 1 small beer, $2 beers thereafter. open from 5pm to 3am. it is is possible to have sex with the chicas but price negotiation is entirely up the chica. an on-premise room is available, but again, price subject to the time agreed up with the chica. unable to think of further questions i retook my seat and watched the baby-faced 17 year old dance on center stage. she is nice, but not quite worth $25 to $30 in quito, but the time / duration variable definitely might make up for it if one had 1 to 2 hours with her, to be able to really put some mileage into her 17 year old pussy. still, she is probably a total waste of money due to her inexperience. and she is obviously amateurish. (i would much rather take the 18 year old for test drive; read on.)
***** intermission: is this legal? what is the legal age to have sex with chicas here in ecuador? and if one does have sex with chicas aged 16 -- again, read on -- or 17, if it is legal here, does the international sex guide website allow it to be talked about (i presume the website is american own/operated)? or are there some things best not said? input would be appreciated. may as well ask the questions and state it on the board for the record. *****
the waiter invited me to shoot some (free) pool. sure. as we are setting up the rack a girl comes over and asks to play. the waiter bows out and i am playing the girl. kicked her ass in pool and that led us to shaking our asses on the dance floor by ourselves to the entertainment of the other girls -- hooting and cheering. twenty five minutes of this, through an oldies medley, her allowing me to touch as much as i wanted, the dance floor was packed by the time we stepped off. we had a seat to catch our breaths and did some preliminary chatting.
her name being lilibeth, originally of columbia, moved to quito 4 months ago annnd. ** drumroll ** age 16. i think i nearly fell off my chair. 16! i thought 18 at least, but nope, she repeats to my repeat "16. " ooookay. over the course of the next hour we sat, her trying to communicate with me, me running my hands over 16 year old skin, more preoccupied by the possible legalities of the situation than enjoying her presence.
by night's end i began to feel more brotherly to her than romantic; but she was getting serious. like this was not an opportunity of fuck-me for quick cash, but can you be my boyfriend? she gave me her cellular number, said she lived in central quito (south of gringolandia), that she would probably return to the disco tomorrow. i nodded and said i would probably return too -- but more to scope out sirena, the super hot and super curvy 18 year old -- all woman -- unlike the girlish, already overweight lilibeth.
at one point sirena came and sat with lilibeth and i, and during the brief chat she point-blank asked me how big my cock was, to my amusement. yes sir, i would gladly pay $30-plus to fuck this 18 year old. having 3 orgasms earlier in the day, however, i would have to save her for another day to really get my money's worth in her pussy.
i exited the office about 2am, saw yet another club on my way home (cocktel bar), but decided to save it for tomorrow. hit level bar for a beer. some of the pros that hang out there pose so ridiculously. yeah, like i'm going to pay $40-50-plus to fuck you when i can fuck hotter chicas for $7 to $15. sheesh. like usual they profit on the ignorance of men.
thursday
woke, as usual, with a hard-on, thinking of maria fernandez. was she really that good? did i really have so much sensation in her pussy? i needed a repeat to confirm.
little did i realize that my return to night club vip sala would evolve into my very own basic instinct experience later on in the evening. hello catherine tramell! (sharon stone's character in the movie)
i hit the casa by 5:15pm. maria, upon seeing me, immediately runs to me in front of everybody and gives me a big hug and smooch. a nice start -- but wished it would have been a little more private. the beautiful girl-next-door, vivianna of columbia, is observantly watching me with maria.
i sit next to maria, buy us drinks. she is dressed in tight black spandex pants -- what a beautiful ass. a cheek for each hand. she danced around me for some time, me keeping my eyes glued to her ass, feeling the blood flow and my heart picking up the pace. my hands freely wander to grope those curves.
didn't take me long to slap $8 in her hands for a room. off we go. waitaminute, what the hell? ! as we walk out of the main room, into the hallway to the three fuck rooms, a crowd of people are standing in the hall -- and on the ground are 2 chicas savagely beating the shit out of each other. maria quickly (and smartly) runs back into the main room to alert the 'bouncers. ' they come in. i see one of the guys take away a short screwdriver from one girl's hand, then separate the two girls -- and i finally get to see who they are. it is maria jose, the 20 year old of guayaquil i screwed yesterday, and vivianna! maria jose was pretty messed up and crying, so vivianna definitely got the better of her, and judging by the look in her eyes i do not doubt it is she who handled the screwdriver. in the initial moments of being separated i could see she was seething with rage, a crazed wildcat, still trying to hit maria jose at a distance. so much for the graceful, beautiful girl-next-door image!
this commotion carried on for the next 10 to 15 minutes. the whole mood of the club is destroyed, including my session with maria. we go through with it anyway. as i am fucking her people are yelling, talking the whole time, clearly audible though the paper thin divides. maria was distracted, i was distracted, etc. a very diluted session and orgasm.
back to the main room. the details of the fight are still being sorted, what the hell happened, etc. eventually vivianna and her three friends get escorted out of the club; maria jose gets to stay. from this it becomes clear who initiated the fight.
maria fernandez does a striptease for the casa after this, trying to get things back to normal. within 20 minutes the owner of the casa comes racing into the room in an excited state and shouts at the staff -- stop the music! turn off the lights! everybody be quiet! at his insistent urging, within seconds the casa is plunged into darkness and everyone is silent, listening to the knocking on the front metal door. the knocking does not let up. someone is outside and they are obviously not interested in having a reasoned, intellectual conversation. someone wants to inflict some hurt. hmmm, let's see, a fiery columbian chica gets swiftly kicked out of the casa only minutes before. you do the math.
the staff wanted all people in the main room (a bunch of us were standing in the hallway, listening to the knocking). everyone complies but me. i said fuck that and began looking for a way out. pulling back the blinds in every room, every window was barred. great. now we know why everyone in a 3rd world fire dies. idiots. the only other alternative was a small cubbyhole in one of the fuck rooms. in i go. i figured it was a good a place as any to hide in should the door be smashed through and the guns start blasting. at least i would be separated from the crowd. it was a pretty good hiding place because within a half hour a guy and girl came into the room and fucked without ever knowing i was there. due to their hushed voices, i had to take a look to satisfy my curiousity about the chica, praying i wouldn't get to see my maria fernandez getting drilled by some quasimoto cock. it wasn't. some fat girl. whew!
they exited the room, then i did, exiting the club minutes after. we were all anxious to be opening the front door, but thankfully no one was outside. go! to 'safe' cheers i speed for a beers. cheers was packed to the hilt. had me two beers on the couches, watched some porn, relaxed and spun the afternoon's events in my head.
at about 8: 45 i headed down to the god-awful la fragata, just because i am such an idiot and can't forget about super hot andrea way back on april 18 (never saw her after that one night, so i am still suffering from an extremely acute case of wanting a return session with her. it is not going to happen, but i can't let it go. ** tungurahua gently weeps **)
i walk into the lobby. my jaw hits the ground and i stand there astonished. who is the first person i see standing in the middle of the lobby? vivianna, the columbian. she was equally as surprised to see me enter the club, and she speaks in english after a couple seconds "surprise! " yeah, just a little bit!
i paid my $2 and descended the stairs to the disco. within 10 minutes one of her black friends enters the disco, approaches and kisses me and says "you really like girls, don't you? " si. off she goes to another seat. another 10 minutes passes, my thoughts racing all the while. and in she comes, vivianna, all smiles and she sits by me. she asks for me to buy her a beer. i think about this for a moment, agree, and we try to talk, her in broken english, me in broken spanish.
by this time i am really divided on this girl. she's still as fucking beautiful as before, but the images of a violent side of her are fresh in my mind. yet here she is again, all gorgeous smiles. something about her and this situation just isn't right; it nags me; is this chick for real? or is this all an act? what the hell is she about? as i am turning this over in my mind i get the gist of the fight. maria jose was lipping off one of vivianna's black friends; vivianna snapped and started the fight to shut her up, hence her expulsion from the vip club. and within two hours here she is working in la fragata. oooookay.
the burning question is: do i fuck her?
more talk. she is a mother of two, one baby in columbia, one baby in ecuador, the latter being 1 year old. hates marriage. loves and adores her kids. hates americans. among other things, loves the song la isla bonita (hey, isn't madonna american?). we dance together for 20 minutes, smiles, touches, grinding, groping. reseated. "sex? " she asks. sure. $10 it is (gave her a $20 bill).
i have to admit never once did i feel entirely comfortable in her presence. but this tension added to the intensity of the moment and my curiosity. while we were talking i asked myself is she going to stick that burning cigarette in my face? smash a beer bottle on my head? was i going to get a knife in the back as i fucked her? when i walked out of the club was i going to be hit by a hail of bullets? it all had a very 'basic instinct' feel to it -- i. e. , like underneath that superficial beautiful skin of hers lurks a fucking calculating, methodical psycho.
to the room. still all smiles. we strip. into the bathroom she goes (to waste time; i hate it when chicas do this), as i tap my fingers. out she comes, on goes the condom. i will try to describe her: a beautiful pure-looking face, gorgeous eyes, unblemished white skin, small breasts, long black hair (to middle of her back), long legs, slender but not tiny. she has the curves, hips and ass of a woman. and a nice looking pussy. but by far the biggest value is that beautiful face and those lovely eyes.
while i am standing by the edge of the bed she begins with a blowjob to stiffen things up, lays back on the bed, spreads her legs and invites me in. in i go. very nice. she wraps those long legs around my back as i slam her pussy. her arms are around my neck, along my back, she's biting my nipples, giving me tongue, and trying to stick a finger in my anus. now most of this is all right. i am a fan of rough sex myself -- biting, scratching -- it's all good. she's not as aggressive as that but this is no gentle fuck. frankly, i am liking it. for 3/4 of the session we fuck in missionary, with her legs wrapped around my back, then over my shoulders. for the last 1/4 she goes onto all fours, sticks out her ass, and i gratefully take her from behind. a few thrusts. riiiiiiip. the condom breaks, she immediately removes my cock, refuses to renew the session with another condom, and starts dressing.
ugh! here we go again. (the two girls at coyote ugly, etc.)
i threw my hands up in the air, silently dressed, at times muttering to myself -- "speak spanish, please. " she states coolly in spanish, obviously no longer interested in speaking (partial) english. i asked for my change from the $20 bill. she wanted a $10 tip, which i flatly refused. she only gave me my change when i started for the door to talk with the lady in charge. as i walked out i caught sight of her making a face at me behind my back. i'm thinking "jesus christ, how mature are you? ! "
i finished my beer downstairs in the disco. as i did so she came in. me being off to a corner i don't think she saw me. sat by her friend and started talking, smiling. it seemed to me she really got off in not allowing me the orgasm, that the entire time was just an act to work me up and then try to frustrate me in the end. perhaps, after my (initial) clear preference for her on wednesay night, she resented my open affection for maria fernandez on thursday. (i could tell earlier by vivianna's posture and expression that she clearly thought she was superior to maria fernandez.) perhaps she was just wound up from the fight earlier.
whatever the case, it always amuses me -- after objective contemplation --when someone in the third world tries to get the better of me, tries to slight me. for being from a first world country i know i am part of one of the dominant -- and best -- cultures in the world. no, i am not of the bleeding-hearts school that thinks all cultures are equal. after years of travel through dozens of countries i know i am free like most people will never be, they being trapped -- either by their own passivity and lack of confidence or circumstance of environment -- in what i call their streetcorner lives. love the world in its contradictory position on americans and the west: in word they hate us, but their actions tell a very different story, as every single one of them scrambles to attain the life-enhancing values we have established and created over hundreds of years.
and on that closing thought, she being trapped in this little existence of hers, never to leave it, i would allow her 'victory' over me for the whopping sum of $18 -- drinks and fuck -- and i walked by without looking at her and exited the club. always willing to be embrace higher levels of risk -- at times simply for the thrill -- this experiment being just one more capital write-off. and one more reason not to return to la fragata.
as a closing note, i am certainly glad i did not disclose any of my hotel or phone number information when she asked earlier, lest i get a visit by some columbians. for whatever nonsensical reason she can concoct in her warped mind.
kfc'd it. pondering on what to do next, i was kind of tired of all the female drama. but i pushed on. entered the cocktel club for the first time, by hotel cotopaxi, just off amazonas. $20 for a chica. yukky chicas. left after 1 beer.
to the office, hopefully to be cheered up by the three sweet young chicas, aged 16, 17 and 18. they did pick up my spirits considerably. for the first 20 minutes they went crazy posing and modelling for me. i got some 40 free pictures of them. too funny. love the 18 year old. smoking hot (i will post some pics of her and the two others in the days to come).
played the young one a couple games of pool. sirena asked me at one point if i liked the 16 year old negrita, lilibeth. i said as an amiga, sure, but not as a lover. i confessed to liking sirena herself and, in turn, she gave me her cellular number and told me i can call her tomorrow. two beers later i exited the office.
friday
touch me, no sales. but i spotted johanna there again. to stinky hotel gold for a beer. to coyote ugly. immediately re-fucked kathy. sat and drank some beers for awhile, scoping out some of the new talent. of all the bars in quito, this one has by far the most tiny-bodied pros. another couple i could easily take for a drive. in fact, i did try a newbie.
yolanda, age 20, from the coastal town of ventanas. baby face. great tits. slender. long black hair. she was standard: bj, missionary, doggie, some pictures were all okay. got a great picture of her tits; the shape of these globes are awesome, and the large brown nipples excellent. as usual, visuals will be uploaded in the days to come.
with yolanda i set a precedent. i chose not to cum. the thought occurred to me that $7 pussy is so cheap that the ideal would be to stick my cock in every latina hole i can to see what purrs and what doesn't. but before implementing this idea with all the chicas of quito i haven't fucked, i knew my cock was needing another session with mariela. so, exiting the fuck room of yolanda, i grabbed mariela and plugged her little hole. exited coyote ugly.
returned to gringolandia. on my way to the office i bumped into this guy rounding the corner, who immediately struck me as very different. it was the way he carried himself through the street. he was also carrying a large beer bottle in hand, glass, and he introduced himself, shaking hands. at one point he mentioned he had just come from a club around the corner, i was curious, so he took me into it. everyone else was black except me and him. everyone stared at me. he said no harm would come to me, that i was safe with him. okay. drank a partial beer, then exited the club with our beers and walked towards central gringolandia. on the way he talked to two young black kids, lit up their crack pipes, and we carried on. i was like, hmmmmm.
over the course of the night i realized this guy is the cocaine king of the district. everybody, and i mean everybody, knows this guy. the shop owners, the cops, the nightclub staffs, the patrons. i was like holy fuck is this weird. some other men were obviously intimidated by him when he spoke. one guy showed me his broken arm, laughing -- the cocaine king had done this to him. occasionally he would stop and snort some white. he offered me some, but i was like no fucking way. cocaine is some evil shit. beers (and hangovers) are bad enough.
he showed me many of the clubs and cafes around marsical, places i'd never been to. by night's end he insisted on accompanying me to my hostel. i couldn't shake him. i didn't want him to know where i stayed. i really didn't. but there was no way to convince him to leave me alone. he insisted his escort was for my safety; i thought the exact opposite.
he said he would meet me tomorrow and we would hang out. i was like, uh. riiiight.
i think it is due time to get out of dodge, boys. at minimum, find me another hostel / hotel. these adventures are getting a little too warped for even my tastes.
[b][u]editor's note[/u]:[/b] [blue]i certainly hope that the author or somebody else will post a link to this report in the reports of distinction thread.[/blue]
They do have some talent in Quito
Looks like they give Colombianas a good run for their money. Maybe they WERE Colombianas? I am just trying to gauge the caliber of Ecuadorian women. All the sweeties can't be all Colombianas, can they?
S.A.
La Galeria 200 and other places
[QUOTE=Friky00]Shopping mall el Recreo is really far away in the south, there it feels like another city, quito becomes dirtier and messier, crime rate is also higher, but if you insist you can get easily there using trolebus that passes though 10 de agosto. ". [/QUOTE]Took the Trolebus to the south bus terminal, walked maybe 4 blocks around the corner, saw the place Noches de Paris. It was in a ramshackle building. Did not appear too classy! Definitely a $7 fuck place, if not cheaper (if that is possible). It was, unfortunately, closed when I paid my Saturday visit. But yes, as per Friky00, being down here at night time does invite increased personal risk.
[QUOTE=Friky00]Also I got a new dirrection: Night Club La Galeria "200" opens 14: 00 Monday to Saturday. Address: Juan Murillo #200 y San Gregorio. Seems like a 7 dollar casa, I checked the map, and is near "el swing". [/QUOTE]Paid a visit yesterday, stayed from 3 to 5 pm talking with Laura, a 30 year old Cali Columbian that was actually studying English. Practice time over a wine for her and beer for me. During the conversation I asked how much it was for a chica, $15 for 20 minutes. The club is actually pretty nice inside, I was impressed. I think it was $1. 50 entry (it might have been $2), gets 1 small beer. Open 2pm to 2am, depending on how many chicos present. I swung around again about 11pm but it was already closed, so not much to comment on the other chicas (I saw one other one before leaving; Laura was definitely better). Laura was pretty, very friendly, but being the cute and petite freak-seeker I am, not quite what I look for.
As the $10 and $15 nightclubs are great ways to spend the evening once the day casas close, I think I will be subdividing and categorizing the casas/clubs on my next bi-weekly update.
I did hit Friky00's other $7 casa, Techo Rojo, the card address being Luis Cordero N217 y 10 de Agosto (just short of Versalles). I love collecting these casa and club cards; I strive to collect the full Quito set and trade them with friends via Ebay someday. No chicas were hot enough to make the $7 sale. But, as per my usual routine, I will give it a 4 to 7 days and swing by again to see if any new chicas appear.
Also on Saturday night hit the 6 de Diciembre y La Niña club. Saw three chicas there; pretty decent material actually. But I was so exhausted by this time that willie was comatose. I doubt I would have paid $20 for any of the 3 present, but worth a return trip in a few days to scope out potentially new chicas.
Hmmm, what else have I been doing. Oh yeah, a girl in Sex Max quoted me $10 for 15 minutes last night. I was only curious to confirm the girl that quoted me $20 for 30 minutes during my first visit. So the potential is there to cut down the cost to a tenner.
Annnnd, I think Johanna heard/read Mikebox20's disbelief (post 239), because after seeing her the other day in Touch Me ($7) I saw her last night in Cafe Rojo, now asking $20 per session. She looks happier to be in classier and wealthier terrain. Hehe.
I hit 8 clubs yesterday in a loop: Tech Rojo, Galeria 200, Touch Me, Coyote Ugly, Movida Bar, Sex Max, Cafe Rojo (saw Karin in a gorgeous black spandex suit with open slits along the sides of her hips), and Cheers.
Refucked Mafer of Movida Bar first, then refucked Andrea of Cheers. I know there are a few Andrea fans out there (pics on post 222) so more pictures are forthcoming. On one picture got a great new angle. I stood up on the bed, and with her legs extended, soles of her feet near my lens, snapped the moment looking down at the terrain. Tasty. And she is.