Bachelor Days Chapter 2 – Day 4 – Tuesday 2nd December 2008
No work today, so I’m up for some lunchtime action. TGI Thursdays is the target and I wonder if there will be any improvement since my mini-recon two month’s ago.
Complete some errands and I’m pulling into the car park at 1pm – and worryingly find a parking place very easily. Walk inside, without having to pay the door charge – OMG – as soon as I walk through the door the same two PRC girls who where there 2 months ago are at my side. Place had 10 girls (PRC) and 6 guys. Chatted to the two PRC’s, and threw a few comments about the place being just as quiet as last time I was there – and they said they thought it was going to be a lot busier as well given it was a holiday today.
Over the next hour a couple of guys arrive, a couple of OAP’s, a few more PRC’s and a couple of African’s & CIS – but nothing to write home about and I’m certainly not going to get to the beer goggle stage – not that desperate yet. My mind starts to ponder about calling Totsie again to see what other PI girls she has, and by 2.30pm I bail out and call Totsie.
I tell her my needs and she says she’ll call back and let me know when the girl will come. I park the car at the Ramada and cross the road for a quick McDonalds. I keep an eye on the time, guessing the girl will be about 45mins – an hour from when I called. Finish my meal and I’m just getting to the main door of the hotel entrance and Totsie calls asking where I am, as the girl is already outside my room – holy s**t – and walk smartly into the lift.
I get out of the lift and walk towards the girl standing outside my room, and the girl is better looking and cuter than the girl the other day – just my sort of GF material. Inside and we settle down – she’s been here two weeks – so not as nervous as the first girl. We get chatting as to how Totsie operates with her girls. She is normally sent to the Marina area as Totsie charges higher rates than Bur Dubai – seems I was lucky as she was the only girl awake that matched my needs.
Chatted for a few minutes - she came across quite nice, but shy and a little nervous. Down to the business, great BBBJ, dripping DATY, reasonable cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. Dived to the bathroom after pulling out to do the usual quick clean-up, returning to find a dressed girl ready to leave, as Totsie was already calling her as time was up.
Onto the evenings activities, and was not sure whether to go back to the Premier, Seaview - or maybe Regal – but that itch is not strong enough yet - I settled on another shot at the Seaview, as I did spot one or two new faces on my last visit.
9.30pm drive down to the Ramada early evening, park the car and decide to walk to the Seaview. This took me past the Panorama, and whilst I stayed on the pavement next to the main road – I saw a bunch of African girls hanging around outside. As I got close, one of them bolted across towards me, saying HI. I ignored her and tried to walk on, but she grabbed my arm. I turned and told her not to touch and to go away. “Why? – I just want to talk” – I don’t so go away. I am walking quicker now and she’s trying to keep up – boobs flapping everywhere. She grabs my arm again, and I tell her to “f**k off” and she gets the message and stops walking.
But this is a clean-up waiting to happen!
I get to the Seaview, 10.15pm, and its so refreshing to make such a walk in such pleasant cool weather. I arrive just as two Irish guys wearing sandals where trying to get in. I told them it’s useless as it is a peculiar hang-up they have here and they might as well go and get changed.
Upstairs and the place is about 40% full – 50%M / 50% F. Usual mix at this time, predominantly PRC, couple of Africans and CIS - nothing that stands out, but then I have “tunnel” vision when I first walk into a place, so need time to get a true look at what is available. All the tables are occupied, and I’m ushered to one right next to the dance floor, occupied by a guy. Not the best location for surveying the scene – but get a great view of the band.
Couple of beers, and cannot spot anything that is making me jump up with interest, apart from one PRC who would rate an 8 / 9 but she already has a “date” – we exchange smiles, but never get the chance to discreetly get her number. I am hoping CISNoura will not be here – I need newer pastures – and have half an eye out for her. I consider moving my place, as this place is no good to look at the PI girls who will roll in after 11pm.
An older PRC lady comes to chat to the guy next to me, glad she chose him – then two PRC girls come and place their bags on the table – and OMG – it’s PRCYaya (from my bachelor days in August). Her friend, who is next to me, is butt ugly – but that will do for now, as I’m not wearing beer goggles yet, and not keen to jump back into previously fertilized grounds.
Time moves on – It’s midnight – the place is about 60% full and with no other attractive options available, PRCYaya hands me my beer goggles and we’re off again. I discover Yaya’s friend is actually German, and they both normally work the bar at the Intercontinental Festival City, but have come for a night out at a place with a band, as opposed a bar. I get to know that PRCLisa2 is still in town (that novelty has worn off so I’m not chasing down that road now). I get them a few drinks, and they loosen up, dancing on the dance floor.
1.30am and its time to go, back to the hotel, and to re-acquaintance ourselves. It’s not until I’m down to the action, do I start to remember what this girl is like in bed, and whilst she is not the tightest pussy, she is certainly one of the wriggly and dripping ones. I get more information as to PRCLisa2 and that PRCYaya will be around for a while as she now has a residence visa.
A little after 3am and she’s out of the door and I’m making my way back before the curfew deadline.
sex and drugs and ... ST hotels
[QUOTE=Steve Dubai]One way of people getting drugs in - put in condom and keep in its foil wrapper until inside - just depends if the ones you saw were truely "used" with the semolina stuff dribbling out!![/QUOTE]You may be right. I didn't look closely enough to see if the wrinkly sad-looking condom drowning in the muddy puddle on the floor had actually been "used" - I like to get out of the York toilet as fast as possible - grubby place!
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Nice reports as usual Steve - and you're probably one of the few old hands who still put the effort into detailed 'blow-by-blow' accounts of your adventures. I've basically given up on that unless something out of the ordinary happens - there are only so many clubs, girls and positions I can report before it all sounds the same. I'm trying to talk Wildcat into a brief vacation visiting her family so I can explore some new venues, new girls and long nights.
PS - looks like you only used your hotel room with a girl for around 90 minutes each night before racing home by 3:30am - I hope you got a cheap hotel rate for that! If interested I can put you onto a decent but basic hotel (walking distance to your favorite place Seaview). It's GF, and only 200AED for 2-3 hours anytime night or day.
Bachelor Days Chapter 2 – Day 5 – Wednesday 3rd December 2008
Finished work and started to plot the nights mission. I had not visited the York yet, and although I don’t like the place, there are some good pickings available. I am also hesitant knowing that PRCLisa2 is in town, with York being her resident office, and did not really want to go through any of the emotional rejection issues should we meet – never the less – the York it would be.
I am in the taxi at 9.45pm and head down to the Music Room.
Have to stop by the Ramada first, to drop some things off, then walk down to the Majestic. As I pass the Ramada car park, there are a group of 4 PRC streetwalkers, one wearing a tartan mini-skirt (with black tights), but any rush of blood to my second head was stopped in its tracks when I saw the face.
Get inside the Music room and the place is about 40% full, find a spot at the back ledge next to the group of resident PI WG’s. I notice a couple of PRC’s, one of which seems quite good looking – but it’s just too early. One of the PI girls gets “dated”, whilst another gets dragged onto the dance floor by an obvious previous acquaintance.
Rock Spiders start their set and again enjoy their music, but somehow the selection of songs don’t get me toe tapping as before. I get chatting to the cute PI waitress, and get the feeling there could be a freebie on offer here – but this is one rocky road with a possible hurricane at the end I could do without.
10.45pm and I leave and walk up to the York. Make my greetings to the doorman, who waves me through without the door charge, through security and open the huge doors. I immediately turn left and walk briskly to the bathroom, past the usual gaggle of PRC girls. The waitress remembers me and I have a beer in no time. I am conscious that this area is predominantly African territory, so I quickly finish my beer, get another and walk down towards the band.
I am approached by a few Hi’s, but keep focused and look out for some reasonable talent. I find a good spot, pretty secluded to avoid easy attacks, whilst giving me the chance to look as the passer-by’s. I notice a few PRC’s of interest, as well as a possible CIS. Down to the small bar and I check out the PI girls, and whilst 1 was of possible interest (would rate her a 6) – she was already being interviewed and that dress sense really does not make me want to stay and wait it out. I still have an eye out for PRCLisa2 – no sign – so far so good.
11.45pm and back around the circuit, another beer in hand, and I walk past a very small cute PRC girl. She is being chatted up (or vice versa – hard to tell in this place) so I stop and wait. The chatting finishes and she moves in front of me. She looks at me – and I look at her back – that’s it – a 2 second look at each other and under PRC P4P marital law your contracted for the night!
Usual chit-chat, nice chest, slim, good English and she must be the shortest girl I’ve taken yet. Was not long before I called it time and back to the Hotel. She claimed she was 24, but seeing the copy of her passport showed she was 35 – but she did not look it.
Into the room, and although a decent session, a bit too professional, lacking the GFE standards experienced so far.
Bachelor Days Chapter 2 – Day 6 – Thursday 4th December 2008
conscious of another thursday night and the need to be at a place early to choose the nights damsel early.
some earlier exchanges of pm’s with wiseblood set up a “brother in arms” and settled on the seaview again. i had half a mind on ratskeys, given wiseblood had a thing like me for the pi attraction – but somehow i get the feeling the thursday night madness / desperation of other male compatriots, combined with the time it takes to break the ice with these girls to see if i really like my choice, means i’ll probably end up with nothing.
the day at work somehow is slow, and i get an sms around lunchtime from pimar asking how i was, etc. i get the story that her dad has been taken ill, she’s just paid her rent money and has been crying too much – so i’m waiting for the sms asking for money – but it does not come. i then start to remember my night with her, and this brings a tingling sensation down in the nether regions. 45 minutes later i am at the hotel with pimar knocking on my door.
clearly she’s more relaxed, taking it slower than our first encounter, lots of dfk & foreplay which gets her dripping wet. slowly unpeeling her panties and putting the tip of my tongue on the tip of her pussy sent her into a huge vibrating orgasm. great bbbj and it was not long before i was ready to explode, and whilst cim was not on offer, she was happy with a cif.
round 2 ensued and she rode cowgirl, slowly at first, gently increasing the intensity, until she came again, leaving a good few positions for me to work at before i was ready to pop. after i unloaded a second time, she had reached the need to continue herself, which she duly did by masturbating herself until she climaxed at a volume i’m sure the reception could hear. claims she’s never orgasmed 3 times with a guy before – maybe b******t – but does wonders for the ego.
4pm and i have to get back to the office to clear my desk, and somehow try and re-charge my batteries for the nights activities.
left home 9.15pm, and dropped the car at the ramada. luck was on my side and as i left the hotel, a taxi unloaded, so i jumped in, and found myself at the back of the seaview at 9.45pm. i got to the door, just as 3 other guys came from the hotel door, which meant any chance of getting through without paying the door charge was gone. there were a couple of prc girls who were having there papers checked – obviously not regulars at the club.
inside and the place is about 40% full – my guess about 60% f / 40% m – 80% prc, 10% african, 10% cis. i perch at my usual table, which is already occupied by 2 guys and settle in to the band which has already started their first set. a look around and there is a couple of hot prc’s i would rate 9 – i exchange smiles and looks with one of them, to the point it made me question whether the guys they were with were their dates, but when her hands when on the guys inner thigh put an end to that hope.
10.15pm and the place starts to fill up, and i get an sms from wiseblood telling me he’ll be another hour. i get chatting to the guys next to me and we exchange stories and point out our “conquests” to each other. i must have seen at least 4 girls i had taken previously, with one girl 2 years ago. i chat to all of the previous conquests, with most of the other girls must know me as they don’t approach. a few girls come and chat, but i don’t rate them.
10.45pm and the place is pretty packed now. the ratio has fallen to maybe 60%m / 40% f and i start to feel the sense of urgency now. a couple of pi girls arrive, but they don’t rock my boat. i then get a hug, turn around and its cisnoura. always nice to see this girl, she’s cute, and a good performer and decide this is going to be my pick for the night. i had my seeds sown earlier which sorts of subdues my desire to go on a hunt for newer pastures (or maybe old age !).
wiseblood turns up around 11.30pm, and a cool young guy he is too – he won’t have any trouble getting a girl of his choice or probably a girl to change her mind!! decent pickings have now become scarce, with only the pi contingent having anything reasonable to look at – which is not too much of a problem for wiseblood.
a few more drinks, and i notice prcyaya behind me, wearing a very nice black dress, giving me the look of “why are you next to her and not me”. i somehow wish cisnoura is a bit more lively, and get tempted to go across to prcyaya – but its late in the night for that, and i’m just about to call time anyway.
back at the hotel and cisnoura has her passport copy this time to get us through the stop/go walk of shame penalty, and we’re into the room and down to some good action – she’s the best at the bbbjtc, cim and swallows!!
thank god there’s no work in the morning!
Bacheor Days Chapter 2 – Day 7 – Friday 5th December 2008
Woke with a raging hard on – one of the big disadvantages of being placed under a voluntary curfew this week!!
Lunchtime action was therefore definitely on, no errands to run, so a quick bite to eat and I head down to TGIT in anticipation of a busy weekend lunchtime venue. Drive down to Bur Dubai taking with me a couple of numbers from the expatriates site should TGIT fall through. Into the parking and get the last space – things are looking good.
1pm and walk into the bar and it’s the same as before – 12 girls – 7 guys and I’m greeted by the same two PRC girls I’ve seen before. They cheer thinking that I’ll be for sure taking at least one of them today (given it’s the third time they’ve seen me visit the place and they know I’m a player) – but I really don’t get that pissed daytime – so they don’t really stand any hope.
I order a beer, and a short while later in walks PRCNana – a cute good looking girl I’ve taken quite a few times from here and for daytime regular encounters. I would rate her an 8, probably the best looking in TGIT. We get chatting and explain my disappointment at how quiet it is. She tells me the girls now have to pay Dhs40 (no drink included) to get into TGIT, and that’s why most girls don’t come here lunchtime any longer, as the less pretty ones need better pulling odds to make the entrance pay.
So I finally understand why this place is now dead, although this must have put a severe dent in the hotels takings. I get another beer and mull over the thought of taking PRCNana again, but I’ve been in and out of this valley enough and need change. I’ve taken more “repeat” girls that I could have imagined this week. My mind wanders to the expatriates site, and the general better than anticipated standard of girls I’ve enjoyed, so 2pm I finish my beer, bid my farewell to PRCNana and most likely will be a long time before I visit this place again.
I have seen on the ads for Asian girls, which shows a range of 8 or 9 photos. Knowing they are most likely not real – I call and ask “are they real?” and I’m told they are (yeah right!). I tell the madam I like the look of Lily, but if a different girl shows up then I might just send her back. She says no problem.
20 minutes later I get a call from Lily who tells me she’ll be 20 minutes. We agree Dhs 600 for 2 hours, and I go back to the hotel room to wait for her. 30 minutes passes by and there’s a knock on the door. I open to a girl, who is clearly not the one in the photo, but has a small frame, would guess C cup breasts, reasonable face and decide she’s acceptable to get rid of this tingling sensation I’ve had since I woke up. She tells me she’s Thai, good spoken English and whilst she may have been PRC – no reason to doubt her as was not a request of mine, we had agreed the price so no other reason why she would need to spin a story.
We get settled and chat for 10 minutes, then somehow fall into some DFK and foreplay on the sofa. Her phone rings, and whilst she does not answer it, when it rings the second time I have to tell her to switch the thing off. We get down to some serious action, and she’s a good performer – she orgasms whilst I’m DATY and up to all the positions that I was interested in - says she came again whilst she was riding cowgirl – and judging by the way she was cuddling up to me afterwards I would believe her.
Chatting away and she’s a regular around Dubai Marina area, visiting Barasti fairly often (although not working, she does not object to getting picked up for a good time). She’s a bit particular about the nationality of who she goes with – even more evident when she was programming my number in her cell phone as “EuroMan Steve”.
Time fly’s with this girl, she’s not a clock-watcher, and at 6pm, it is me who has to kick her out of the room as I need to get home and refreshed for the evenings mission.
9.30pm and I leave home and decide I’ll give Jockey’s a whirl. Not sure where to go later – possibly give Regal a shot – but just play it out. I need to plan for tomorrow night, as it is dry, and am on the hunt for a girl that would fit the bill – I have enough back-up numbers of regulars – but none that’s fitting the bill perfectly to commit to at this stage.
10pm and I’m dishing out Dhs 40 to the doorman outside Jockeys. I get inside walk two steps and perch myself at the ledge next to the dance floor. Place must be about 70% full, would guess 40% PRC, 30% CIS and 30% African. I just order a beer, and look up to see PRCForgot (the girl I took on Day 5) standing in front of me with a big smile. She’s cute, and whilst I can fall for the nice looks and tidy body, she never came across as very playful so I’m a little cool with her at this time of night. Her friend comes and chats with us and we get a few jokes and laughs. I spin PRCForgot that I’m not pulling from Jockeys as I’m waiting for a work mate – she’s keen to wait for me until my “mate” leaves – but I tell her I cannot be sure. A short while later her friends want to leave for another venue and she bids her farewell to go with them.
10.30pm, another beer and another 2 PRC girls try their luck. One is fairly cute, would rate her a 6 / 7 – her friend is a 6, nice frames on both. The first girl introduces herself as PRCAnne, cannot remember her friends name – I’ll refer her as PRCAnne2. PRCAnne has good English and a good sense of humor – I just have not had enough beer yet. They offer Dhs 500 each – and is somehow tempting, as they both seem fun, however in the end I decide to take her number and leave it as a possibility for tomorrow night.
11.15pm and this place is past its best, unless your looking for a more mature or “fuller” girl, so I drink up and leave. I walk down toward Regal, and get a call on the way. When I have finished the call I realize I am outside the York, and being lazy, decide I might as well put my head inside here.
Inside and the place is about 70% full, usual mix of PRC / African and CIS. I walk around and smile at a couple of PRC’s I’ve just seen in Jockeys – one of them comes across to chat, but she’s too old for me. I see PRCAnqi (from 3 years ago!) and we exchange smiles but she looses 6 points for that curly hair-do. I make my way down toward the PI area, and stop on the way and act as a “lookie-loo”. I get a couple of approaches from PRC girls, and strangely enough this is the second visit I don’t get approached by any African girl.
I notice a PRC girl chatting with a guy, but looking at me. They finish talking and she comes over to chat. She says its been a long time, but I have no recollection of taking her, so get coy that it’s just her chat. I say it must have been a while as she’s changed a lot – she shows me a photo of her (that’s in her phone) and my god – yes I remember her – she got light brown wavy hair now (which pulls no attraction from me), whereas she used to have straight shoulder length black, and she’s put on a couple of Kg’s – but what a difference.
It’s now 1am and whilst I have seen a better looking girl, decide this one will do. Back at the hotel and we freshen up – she’s horny as hell, DFK and heavy foreplay – I can feel she is wet and we are sort of leaning against the dressing table, it’s only seconds before I am thumping her hard on top of the table. I spin her over to pound her doggy in front of the mirror, and I start to remember this girl likes to see herself this way. Whilst changing positions all the books, glasses, etc are thrown onto the floor, and was not long before I unloaded my first tank.
I look at the watch and its 2.15am, and nicely into a second round, and this girl really likes her sex – just a bummer that I’ve got to bail out at 3am. Get dressed and bid farewell. I jump into a taxi and then realize I forgot to take her number – she would have been perfect company for the dry night!