A nice night in AC in spite of Swiss Chalet shortcomings
It's a one night stopover so I'd rather pay extra than risk a screw up. My stomach can't cope with food yet after the hotel stomach-cramp sandwich (euphemistically entitled 'a cheeseburger'), so I make my peace with large amounts of water and head on down to Blue Nile to catch the early birds.
It's just before seven. I want to attract attention, so am better dressed than the unmade-bed guys hanging around. I order a drink for the best looker I can see simply as bait. As soon as the mamasan has started wondering about my game I buy her a drink too. While keeping muff-bait happy on one side, I explain my requirements to Mama Mamasan: good looking girl, nice body and nice personality, good in bed, short time for 3 or 4 hours (I'm thinking 2 to 3 but want some leeway) and she'll get a tip if she's good.
Within minutes, Mamasan has introduced me to a shy good looker. She asks for a posh drink, and I tell her that Mamasan gets a posh drink cos she's Mamasan. Anyone else gets a ladydrink (ie, establish that I am spending money but not being dumbass about it, make her work for it - similarly take the [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] out of a waitress pestering me for a tip - I apologise for giving her 15p and fish out a 1p from my pocket. Nice laugh and she f*cks off and leaves me in peace. Mamasan's choice is ace. Hotel reception look suitably impressed and deferential. She is a tall, slim, Pampanga girl, 22yrs old, and moves like she was in the movies in a previous lifetime. She also looks impressed with the nice bed (one of the very few things Swiss Chatet hasn't screwed up). The bed, unlike the ornate sofa, is raised, which I hope makes it less accessible than the cushions from under which a rather large roach* later sprang.
Fortunately my Blue Nile girl knows how to be a Lopez-like seductress without any of that 'sit down for a prim drink' routine. (which is good, as the Swiss Chalet glasses in this 'luxury suite' look like they've fermented false teeth for a few weeks rather than seen sparkling wine). She doesn't even need to go to the toilet - which is great as the flush mechanism doesn't work properly and so needs considerable force to make anything disappear.
Half an hour of good foreplay, about an hour of sex, and half an hour chitchat before taking her back to Blue Nile so she can show off. By 10.15 I'm tucking into some decent food and still have the rest of the night to play.
[food: I quite strongly recommend the food counter in the street off Fields near Angel Witch. A lot of discerning local girls eat there and it's easy to see why. The chef has a passion for food. His veg are all cut with that fancy Thai edging and cooking to al dente perfection. And whatever you order costs a fraction of what the hotels charge for a pale imitation of the same dish. If you're unsure about the menu, ask your chica, or look what others are eating, or just order something vaguely familiar-sounding like yakisoba or chop suey. ]
*technically, I'm not sure it was a cockroach - maybe some other local beetle. I didn't ask it to stand still for a detailed check.
Beware of Viag and Cial from Street Vendors!
Was in Angeles last month. Bought some Cial in a box. Got sick. Beware.
Believe they called it Cial 50 or Cial 100. It doesn't exist as my research to date has shown. Bogus Product.
Buy from Pharmacies only.
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