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Out of control booth follies!
i decided to stay the night at cascadas because i thought it might be a rougher night than usual, and it damn sure was just that!
it started out as a simple late afternoon in hk, but when diago (tja) showed up, things started going downhill hour by hour thereafter. i was scouting the place, but could not come up with the perfect package for my face and i; but i did not give up. after a while, my mesero, maricóand, brought over this new girl, and usually i wave her off, but this one had a couple of crooked teeth, so for some reason or another, i had her sit down.
we had a couple or three drinks and i realized that i liked "crooked." it wasn't long before my buddy, cachorrondo (isg) stopped over. cachorrondo finally broke off relations with the wicked witch of the west, and was now sporting a new hottie! i wanted to chat some, but crooked was working the little sailor into a frenzy, so i said my goodbyes and headed up to the room (i was staying the night.) crooked turned out to be a butt load of fun and time did not seem to be an issue with her; we stayed in the room for over an hour.
i came back relieved, unstressed, and ready to get booth follies started at full speed ahead. now i don't think that diago knew my wacked out personality or my lack of good judgment when i'm filled with tequila; but i'm sure after his hangover, he would regret the evening. we had the crazy blonde, the twins, the cousins, and more over to our small corner of the immorality world.
at one point, the girls got out of control. my girl decided to strip me down and plant her face in my ass. i'm so sorry if anyone witnessed that terrible event! i owe you if you did! at another point, the tequila mesero had his plastic fake dick out, and for whatever reason, i saw diago trying to bite the fucking head off! it was a kodak moment for damn sure! i get back to playing with my girl, it was like we were on our honeymoon, but more fun! i glanced over at diago, and "holy fucking christ!" the girls stripped off diago's pants and was attempting to insert his own beer bottle up his ass! after i took a picture, i stopped her and took the bottle from her. that was it; time to stop this silliness!
we decided we needed some food to slow things down. after eating and molesting a waitress at nikki's, the follies continued at playboy, and then on to cc, which was dead, and then on to bt, where i found a real cutie, but already forgot what she looked like.
after a few days of reflecting on the evening, as well as about pissing myself when i saw the photos, i can't help to feel responsible for corrupting the much younger diago. at one point, i felt like a proud father when he was diving in those beautiful asses. but then again, i felt sadden that diago had to witness and indulge in such debauchery; but i quickly got over the last thought! i figure, what the hell, why should diago miss out on psychological counseling.
Long Report for a Long Trip, Part 1
I had plans for 3 days in the zone, but business changes forced me to spend almost 2 weeks in the San Diego area. I ended up spending parts of 10 days wandering the streets and bars of the Zona Norte. Enough bar and street girls were sampled to cause complete sexual exhaustion. There won't be a strong desire to return for a good long time, perhaps a couple of weeks.
Once again, the Hong Kong girls were the highlight of the trip. So many hotties. I consistently have my best successes when the girl approaches me based on my smiles directed toward her. That process seems to eliminate the ones who don't like the way I look. The pre-arriba drink is important to assess personality, twice I skipped that drink and was later disappointed.
I was impressed with the intelligence of two of the Hong Kong girls. I spent about 2 hours in the room with the first girl and we had a great conversation. She said she is studying law at a local university; I believe it. She taught me quite a few things about the Mexican legal system, the corruption, and that the 'rich man wins and the poor man loses. ' She says she wants to be an honest lawyer, of which there are few. This girl was a real sweetheart and could fit in some very classy American social situations. I met the second smarty in the Cascadas elevator. She was carrying a huge book, of which I inquired. She showed it to me and explained that she was studying to become a pediatrician; the book title confirmed what she said. Later that day I bought her a drink in Hong Kong but was not attracted to her personality.
During the late morning and early afternoon there seemed to be several Hong Kong girls that would dance and then sit in a group and chat. Many of these were quite young and pretty; some wore the sashes and some didn't. They didn't approach men and few men approached them. They seldom sat with drinks and they seemed to receive very few tips; I never saw any of this group go arriba. I unsuccessfully approached two of them, both times learning that their English was worse than my Spanish. By the late afternoon they were gone. I can't imagine that they made much money.
Had an interesting chat with one girl from Mexico City. She claimed that she made about $300 per date in Mexico City and thought it was terrible that she sometimes only made $100 per date at Hong Kong. She was hot, but I can't believe that she consistently made that much money in either Mexico City or in Tijuana. The same girl told me she was working day shift as punishment for leaving the club early a few nights prior.
Price quotes from the Hong Kong girls ranged from $60 to a lone request for $100. Prices seem cheaper early in the day. Last November I heard one quote of $120, nothing so expensive this trip. Each time the price was negotiated down to be between $60 and $80, though I typically gave the best performers an extra $10. I think I may have given the lawyer-to-be a $40 tip after an exceptional and long session, that was $120 total for her.
According to one girl, the $8 you pay Hong Kong for her drink goes $5 to the bar and $3 to her. She also said that there is a daily drink quota; otherwise, she has to pay the bar to work. I think she said the quota was 5 drinks, but I really couldn't understand.
Long Report for a Long Trip, Part 2
Overnights were spent about half in my San Diego hotel and half at Ticuan. In prior visits my Ticuan room always had an exterior window; the natural light is appreciated. The first night was in a business suite where the only window opened to a lobby and my first sight was a man sitting about 3 feet outside my window. When you make reservations at Ticuan, be sure to request a room with an exterior window.
One pleasant Ticuan surprise was the credit card exchange rate. I specified charges in pesos and the exchange rate was better than any cash exchange rate I saw posted during the entire trip.
During this trip I only saw one escort. Usually I've been happy with the cumintj escorts, while this girl matched her pictures she was not at all what I wanted. I usually end up with real sweetheart types that make me feel like her boyfriend. This girl made me nervous by excessive wandering around the suite, playing with the TV, and other such behavior. Her advertisement posted multiple things that I didn't receive: DFK, DATY, and good English. She was almost the dominatrix type, which I don't enjoy at all. Seemed to want to finish me quickly with a BJ. Next time I'll talk to Mundo about the various girls' personalities; I'm sure he will help me find something more suitable next visit.
I will never do another 30-minute rental at Cascadas. I don't sleep at Cascadas, but I like having a quiet place to relax between sessions. With the 6th floor overnight rentals the girls tend to stay a little longer, in one case she stayed over 2 hours. The cum boys seemed happy to clean up the room for $3, I stayed there while they did the work which made the room look unused.
I talked to 3 out of town girls about the safety in Tijuana. They all said that Mexicans consider Tijuana to be a dangerous part of Mexico. I was reminded of the recent doorman shooting. Perhaps I have a false sense of security when I walk the touristy parts of Zona Norte. I will never have the nerve to walk to or from the border at night.
I went into the massage place across the street from Adalitas 2 or 3 times in 10 days. Each time I got a lineup but refused services. They remained nice to me and always invited me back for another lineup.
It seems that Las Chavales is a fun place for the girls to work. One problem with Hong Kong is many of the girls do not seem happy; their smiles seem forced. Contrast that to Las Chavales where most of the girls are always smiling and happy; they seem to really enjoy dancing with men. Though there are fewer lookers at Las Chavales, the average performance upstairs has been better from Las Chavales than from Hong Kong.
Some reports have said that the recent Tijuana street girl quality has been good. My experience was just the opposite. Physical appearance is either comparable or below what I've grown to expect. Performance in the room seems to have gone downhill. This could just be my lousy selection.
In the past I've parked at the lot behind Jack-in-the-Box for my short visits. That additional $7 charge for being 1-minute beyond 8 hours has been an irritant to me. This trip I used the UETA lot and was pleased. I'm seldom in a hurry and the extra mile of walking is good for me. I think the UETA lot was $7 for 24-hours.
I usually bring my meds from the US, but this trip was longer than expected and I ran out. My last vitamin C was from a very old bottle and it didn't work effectively. I found one pharmacy where the man was selling Viagra from a baggie in his pocket for $6 each. I refused it and bought real Viagra from another pharmacy for $14 for a 100 mg pill. I couldn't find the 50 mg or 25 mg pills sold in single pill packages. The next day I went back to the $6 / pill pharmacy and the woman working said they didn't sell Viagra; that makes me wonder what the man was really selling in that baggie.
After this long stay in San Diego and Tijuana I'm now back on the east coast. Made lots of nice memories and have no guilty feeling at all. Perhaps that is one benefit of being unmarried with a SO who assumes that men on travel will find sexual satisfaction wherever they might go.
Not a prayer on the visa!
[quote=golfsexrroll; 1394148]i too have had this happen. i also have a few questions. my "novia" says she has papers in for a tourist visa. she says she wants to see san diego, sea world, disneyland and where i work and live. i have mostly dismissed this for a while as "punta talk", you know about 98% bullshit!
well she has a (real) job now (subsidised by sg work!) and has a few years history of rental residency in tijuana. she is from toluca / mexico city. as far as i know no criminal past and she has a pre-adolesent son, never married single mother. my question is: (visa) does this sound like she has actually a chance of getting one? she says she could have it by sept / oct. i have the best of both worlds now. visit and play in tijuana. love her and leave her and her "real life" for my "real life".
i; m realistic that there is no way of a permenent long term relationship and i like (and need) that border between us! does anyone have any info on this (her chances of getting it)? mucho thank you. cuidate'[/quote]been through this. i married a tijuana stripper and have been with her here in arizona for five years. she applied for a tourist visa three times before i met her at a strip club in tijuana (amnesia club) in 2008. she was denied each time she applied despite having two homes she was buying in mexico. the states know that a single girl with no other family members with tourist visas, known as a "b-visa" will enter and never return to mexico; period.
their criteria for a tourist visa is based on the following: (1) home ownership in mexico (2) full time employment for two or more years in a legitimate job, preferably a personal business you can show income and tax payments on (3) strong ties to mexico including family, family business, children etc. (4) no criminal history in mexico (i heard the states are now checking the mexico health department in the city they live to see if girls are registered sex industry workers) (5) no history of sex worker. (6) other family members with visas who have a history of not over staying the visa or viloating it.
again; despite my wife purposely working to meet all legal requirements for a b-visa by using a rented office and running her stripper money through her hair stylist "business" which was really a front, paying taxes regularly on that business to make it look legitimate, having two homes she was purchasing, and strong family ties to mexico, they denied her application three times.
after i met her and we dated for awhile i stepped in and wrote a letter to the government on her behalf complaining they were violating their own policies by denying her because she met every criteria set forth by the immigration agency for a b-visa. i got her another hearing, and they granted her a tourist visa so we could see each other in the states. we then went fiance visa and the rest is history. by the way; even the fiance visa is a hassle. they accused her of violating her b-visa by living with me in the states illegally, grilled her in juarez about her being a "sex worker" and tested her for stds and tb, physically watched her squat and [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord140][CodeWord140][/url] for a drug test which she was mortified over, and held her there for almost 10-days before they issued the fiance visa. she said that a man literally stood behind a wall, opened a little door into the bathroom so his face showed, and told her to drop her pants and [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord134][CodeWord134][/url]. when she protested he told her straight out "look; i see both men and women do this all day, so you have nothing new for me to see, and if you want to get your visa you will [url=http://isgprohibitedwords.info?CodeWord=CodeWord134][CodeWord134][/url] right now." so; she dropped her pants with her little shaved pussy standing out like a sore dick, and pissed.
now; on a different note; most of these strippers or sex workers want their tourist visas so they can hit las vegas or san diego and continue their "work" in the states. i have no doubt that was my wife's intent before she met me. my wife made one mention of that and i told her if that was her plan then she could stay in mexico. many of her friends who i met in mexico had that single ambition; tourist visa to get into the states, and keep stripping / escorting for more money in the states. they know that the going price in the states is more than double what they pull for a date in mexico. some of what they believe is "stories" other girls who have crossed illegally come back and tell.
one girl i met through my wife said she made a $1000 a night in las vegas through a high end strip joint that catered to high end clients. based on what i saw; probably true! this girl was 100% model material. however, that isn't the case for the average girls. they would likely become backpage escorts or typical strippers giving $50 bjs. truth is they are probably better off in mexico because of the cost of living. my wife averaged $300 a night when working, and she wasn't turning tricks except on rare occasions when she got to really know a repeat client on a long term basis; then and only then did she provide full service. i personally saw her come home with $1200 in one night with no sex provided. guy in his 60's just threw money at her all night for lap dances and private dances. she left at 9:00pm and ran home shaking $100 bills in my face.
as for us; she never looked back at the industry after entering the states. while waiting for her employment card to come she made one small reference to working as a waitress at a strip club and i told her to pack her shit. she never discussed it again and has become a model wife and works full time as a waitress at a restaraunt. like i have always said; leopards never change their spots, they just fade away. the only complaint i have ever had about her is i thought marrying a stripper would mean kinky, hot sex with a little sexy body every night. i forgot that even strippers are people! so we have the same rotuine most couples have in that regard. but; i snuggle up to a 5'0, 110lb little hotty every night, and get to watch that hot body every morning and night. not bad for a guy pushing 50 with a wife 30! she was 25 when i met her and a barbie doll figure. still has it.
anyway; back to your question: not a snow ball's chance in hell your friend will get a visa unless she orchestrates meeting every criteria the government demands. as for you: be careful you don't get too deep. these girls are all about money and material gain. they see men as a dollar sign just as much as we see them as a fuck toy. to this day i still see that material side show through my wife. again; those spots never go away, they just fade over time until they get too old to carry out their ambition. truth is; if i had it to do over i probably would not have went through the process i went through. to this day at times i get jealous and pissed at the thought of the men my wife has seen and who have had their way with her. these relationships are complex man. deeply complex. while living with her in mexico for a couple of years it was almost torture watching her walk out of the door. i would literally inspect her when she came home. trust is huge in this type of relationship. even after five years of 100% faithfulness on her part i still wonder "is she fucking somebody? how did she make that money?" the stress, especially early in the relationship, is very heavy. unless you are one of those guys who just don't care. i did / do and the sooner i got her out of mexico the better.
the other aspect i talk about on here openly is the grand illusion that these girls really "like" fucking every night. they don't. i really, truly believed that my wife and i would be having nasty, kinky sex every night like porn starrs because that is what they portray on stage. not! these girls mostly go through a period initially where they want no sex because they can finally control their body. then they have the same appetite as the average woman does; 2-3 times a week. in fact they actually despise their job and resent it and the men who buy them. a guy wrote on here the other day how the girls at hong kong club seem to "force" their smiles and are not truly happy. no shit! these girls don't like what life has dished up to them. only the snakey meth heads and coke heads like what they do because it brings them their drugs. these women have dreams, families, boyfriends, and some have husbands they would much rather be with instead of getting groped all night, their tits stroked and touched, and guys pawing at their pussies. just telling it straight as i always do!
good luck!
Bang, Bang, Bang, the hammer is dropping!
[QUOTE=HorseTrader;1393180]Perhaps Mr. Hammer will beat some sense into me. Last 4 days were in the zona. New favorite is a young spinner, exactly 1/3 my age. Spent 2 HK sessions on Tuesday and Wednesday. Spent 6 hours, Thursday and 5 hours Friday doing non zona things. Yesterday she said I promised to take her home when I go. She said she will have her passport / visa packed and ready to go at 8pm on Saturday. Hopefully Shefg is just blowing smoke and won't have any bags packed.[/QUOTE]I had to laugh when I read this! Sounds like my rants are being read on here. You know how I feel about the subject. A leopard can't change their spots; they only fade over time. You guys all know my story; mostly good but the big mistake I made was thinking that marrying a Tijuana stripper would result in kinky, nasty sex every night. Lets face it; that's what I first saw in my wife. A petite little Barbie doll marching around stage like Cleopatra. BUT, I found out these girls are just like all women, hormonal as fuck and 'moody. ' So what does that mean; about two times a week. HOWEVER; I got really fortunate in that my lady was from a small pueblo and raised by a traditional grandmother who taught her how to cook traditional and take care of a house. So the benefits are pressed laundry, great dinners every night, lunch packed every morning, and a hot, hard body with a nice ass spooning me every night. Down side; I get that ass about once every four days when I desire it every day. But, for a guy pushing 50 with a petite 30 year old that still passes for a high school girl; I suppose I am ok.
Truth is I got damned lucky. Most of these girls bail out the DAY their green cards arrive. My wife has stayed right by my side. In fact I have packed her shit up and loaded her car a couple of times in a fit of testosterone rage and she just quietly unpacks everything and goes to bed. The last time I did it she rolled over, looked at me and said 'this time you are putting it all back. ' So looks like I got a keeper whether I at times like it or not. (by the way, I put it all back)
98% of these girls are gaming money every waking moment. My wife was no different. Some how I turned the game on her though and truth be told lived off her buck after a lay off in 2008. I lived for free with her for two years in Mexico, so I guess I won the game. HOWEVER; I am a rare winner. I know these girls and I know what they want: A ticket to the states where they can ply their trade and turn more tricks, period. For some reason they all want to go to Vegas. I heard that out of every one of those girls I met and partied with, including my wife early in our dating. They think strippers make a $1000 a night there. Also; allot get their Green Cards and go back to Mexico believe it or not.
The girl you are writing about was feeling you out for a slow play opportunity; no doubt in my mind. She wanted to see your reaction, pull you in, and start getting money for nothing as you chase that shaved pussy. And truth is: She got in your head didn't she? You see what I mean? They are gamers, every one of them. I have seen it so many times in my two years on the stripper circuit. I told this story many times: My wife once walked in after a 6-hour shift with 12 $100. 00 bills at 9:00PM after her shift at Maui Maui in Mexicali ended. She gamed a man in his late 50's for 6-hours telling him she would leave with him while he traveled Mexico in his motor home. Guy saw a petite. 5'0 110Lb. Girl and opened his wallet. He was throwing $100 bills at her for table dances and private dances. Last time he saw her she was jumping in a cab and heading home to me. He came back to try and get his money back three days in a row. My wife's friends were calling her and telling her to not come to work as the guy was pissed.
I always felt for that guy, but at the same time we MUST NEVER forget these girls don't do what they do because it is their passion. Money is their passion, period. They see dollar signs in men like we see fuck toys in them. Once you understand that relationship it all gets easier and less expensive. I think in my case I met that rare girl who despised what she did and wanted out of the industry and I gave her that opportunity. I chuckle when I read these stories about how the girl was GF experience and loved her job, the girl is a 'novia' Etc. Bullshit. They can't tell you one detail about what happened in that room 24 hours later and each one is a clock watcher, some just conceal it better than others. It is just a blur as they do what they do and look forward to getting off work so they can rush to the babysitter and get their kids, or go home to their real boyfriends. Every girl I ever met through my wife said they hate their job. They just get hard and close their hearts off to any emotions.
This sound familiar? : CBJ, Missionary, Cowgirl, Doggie, shoot your load. You know why it sounds familiar? Because they all use the same routine. Took three years for me to break that barrier down with my wife but there are still times to this day she will pull that same routine on me minus the rubber: BBJ, missionary, on top, flip me over and crack your nut. I always know when she carries that out she is just going through the motion to bring peace to the bedroom. Not complaining though! So even if you do successfully immigrate one to the states, be in for a very complex relationship full of stress and allot of damage to wade through. Let me ask you this; can you deal with knowing your wife has seen enough cock, big ones and small ones, fat ones and short ones, than you ever dreamed of? Can you deal with the knowledge when your wife moans that she has done it for who knows how many men? If you can't then don't get into it. I don't discuss it with my wife. The nearest I came to discussing it with her is one time early in the marriage I asked her "look, I worry that I can't fulfill you. I mean, you must have seen bigger than me." She looked right at me square in the eye and said "the last cock I saw before you was two inches and I laughed out loud." Another big difference; my wife was a high end stripper and only gave full service on rare occasions and it cost. There was never another "date" from the moment we met. That ended. But; this is an example of what one has to over come in these relationships. Jealousy, lack of trust, no confidence, years of seeing sex as a money maker not an act of love, among allot more!
Crossing the border every weekend is easier and cheaper! Now; you could flip the game on her and slow play her out! That is what I did to my wife. I turned the game on her and I guess I won her over. Again; my marriage hasn't been the fuckfest I thought it would be, but I suppose that is the story of every married man's life! I do have eye candy with me at all times and am well taken care of. But my advice to anyone thinking of it is you are in for A LOT OF WORK! And chances are you will be the one getting fucked! They know exactly how to tangle a man up in their webb. One last thing; she never once mentioned returning to stripping after our marriage. She has worked as a waitress in a restaraunt since she immigrated. The closest she has come is early in our marriage while waiting for her permit to work she mentioned work as a waitress at a strip club because they don't check papers. I told her if she ever mentioned it again she was out the door. That was five years ago.
