Filipina Fantasy #3 – Party Girl
The Shooter arrived at Ratskys in Karama one Saturday night. This place is the epicentre for Fili-focused mongerers. The walls are lined with innocent-looking damsels, shyly sneaking glances and half-smiles at the passing punters. A visually strong but vocally average Filipino band knocking out the big ballads.
The Shooter tarried by the first bar and was immediately accosted by a Spanish-looking shortie in a fetching dress. Short but not slim. He was reminded of that wonderful novel "The Time Traveller's Wife", where the Filipina Character was "short and round in a very pleasing way, all curves and long black hair". Which translates to big numpties.
The young senorita went by the name of Bea, and claimed to be an infrequent visitor to this bar. Clearly she had the gift of instant friendship, as she seemed to know the barman, the waitresses the bouncers and many of the customers. Well she did have an arresting personality. And an appetite for drink. A couple of Bullfrogs were followed by wine and shooters.
The Shooter tarried a while because he wanted to check out the dancefloor. Bea was an average dancer, but it was good to see those curves in gyration. Her wild-eyed friend interrupted with some athletically sexy dancing, showing off a tongue-stud the size of a golf ball. My word.
A bit of fondling back at the bar revealed a firm, not fat body. The Shooter decided to proceed to the next stage. Bea fancies herself to be a higher class than the rest of the bar, therefore dh700 was the asking price (market is dh500). The Shooter opted not to negotiate this down. The bar bill of dh400 was paid – unfortunately the big-titted Filipina waitress no longer seems to work there – then it was back to the hotel.
Once at the hotel, it was like a switch was flipped to transform Bea from merry to madly drunk. And the nightmare began. Suddenly she could barely stand. She could not find her ID. The receptionist kindly allowed the couple to repair to the room for a thorough investigation of her cavernous handbag. Once in the room, the vomiting started. Great. Her ID was not in her bag. Wonderful. The hotel insisted that she could not stay without ID. F**king brilliant.
Eventually after an hour or so, the Shooter managed to get her out of the room and into a taxi. He accompanied her. She puked in the taxi. Somehow the noisy embarkation and disembarkation from the taxi was not noticed by passing cops. At last the Shooter got rid of her. Big tip to the taxi driver. Big tip to the hotel concierge who cleaned the Shooter's room at 4am. The Shooter grabbed a few restless hours of slumber before some business meetings.
The next evening, Bea called to apologise and insisted on coming over. The Shooter relented, against his better judgement. His mercy was rewarded. She stripped off to reveal a quite remarkable body. Big naturals with huge nipples that covered the whole front part of the breast. Nice arse, not fat. Sweet Spanish face. Sweet Asian pussy. Performance in the sack was good but not spectacular. She needed to leave early the next morning for her job in the mall but she woke up the Shooter for his morning session.
So that was the Filipina party girl: high-maintenance but never a dull moment!
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