700 pesos for the salida alone...right?
Wait a minute...I just realized, the salida alone at the "H" place is 700 pesos. What was her compensation in addition to the salida? Just curious. Give us the total damage my friend.
I understand your reluctance at paying the salida at the "H" place, it makes the total bill relatively high in the end, right? It certainly is out of character for Carlos to pay a salida, but WastedG and myself have perhaps been stellar examples of how rewarding it can be and Carlos wants "IN" on the action.
I paid that same salida amount once at the H place and once at the C place. Their salida fees are not as cheap as the other lower end bars, but they're still within the doable range. But, at 700 pesos, it does cause one to think twice first before making the leap.
I must say...for Carlos to pay the 700 peso salida, this girl must be very special. That is very much out of character for Carlos to invest that much. She must be pretty good CP. Please give us a full report. Have I met this girl? Does she know "V" or "N" at the "H" place?
Common' now is your chance to actually write a report, something we have not seen from you in 5 years!
[QUOTE=Carlos Perez]My H girl is also back and I did what I never do: pay an H salida (700 pesos) and took her to my version of going around the world....[/QUOTE]
As Carlos would Say...Don't Do IT!!!
WastedG, perhaps you are joking about bringing your "X" girl here...If so, please disreagard my comments...but,
I would think twice before bringing a Mexican bar girl to within 1000 miles of my home turf, especially your "X" girl. It sounds good on the surface, but consider the potential complications she "could" create for you, assuming of course that she has a passport, which most do not (Thank God!!!).
Angry Girl told me one time before she started acting-up that she was working for a company during the day, in addition to her "regular" night work as a stripper/bar girl. If she can be believed, she works for a company that was planning to bring her into the US in the future to provide contracted labor.
I believe she was possibly going to work on some kind of green card type of employment. She didn't really know when, or the particular details, and perhaps it was all pie in the sky, or bar girl lies, but according to her, it was some kind of inventory control job that relates to her day job now. Her story sounds very believable to me...
If a girl had told me this several years ago, I would have said she was crazy. But, with the immigration issues we have in this country now, and the lack of accountability shown by our politicians toward their obligation to enforce immigration laws. Neglecting their responsibility to legitimate legal immigrants, and because our politicians view a flood of illegal immigrants as a windfall to their voting districts, which is a totally self serving attitude that is contrary to their oaths of office, the likelihood of the girls actually coming eventually into the US legally to work is quite possible. Furthermore, the likeihood of the girls coming into the USA legally to work, and remaining illegally, could be as common a circumstance as the other 12 million illegal immigrants already in the US now.
I for one, do not particularly like the idea of any bar girl seeking me out here in the US, even if she loves me to death. I am quite pleased that the majority of them were at least formerly trapped in Mexico, where they can not do me any direct damage.
But, being of a naturally suspicous mind, all be it simulateously foolish with respect to my LOVE of Mexican bar girls, I have often wondered if some of the bar girls I am closest to might not contemplate "extortion" through some third party illegal immigrants that they may know here in the US. They could leverage me for cash and regalos here within the US via blackmail without too much effort, right?
The porousness of our borders makes us much more vulnerable than I would have originally imagined several years ago, and most of the girls have NO ethical convictions that would keep their designs on my bank account in check.
Take "G" for example. She knows my full name, and has my photo on her cell phone, knows the City and State where I live, etc...She knows these things not because I gave them to her. She just saw my name on my luggage tags, took my photo with her cell phone, and has certain information about me through innocent conversation, etc...
She knows even my middle initial...not because I believe she wants to harm me. I just think she likes being close to me, because we austensibly have something going between us. In my heart of hearts, I give her the benefit of the doubt, possibly at my own peril if I'm wrong. I think she is just wanting to remember who I am, to be close to me like a novio, the Gringo she is loving/screwing/etc...but it could just as easily be a smart operator setting me up.
I should be taking my own advice...Carlos always warned me about letting them know too much, and getting to close to them. He always told me never to trust them. Of course, I trust them too much. Do as he says not as I do, right?
I intellectually agree with his advice, but when the girls start to get close, they also start to wonder who they are screwing, especially if it has some meaning for them. I believe in "G's" case, it is simply a sentimentally innocent female desire to be closer to me, as one of her "chosen" boyfriends. I think she desires our relationship to be something other than she endures on a nightly basis in the privados at El Infinito, and that through knowing something about me, she feels our liasons are legitimized. But, it could just as easily be a total scam.
[QUOTE=Wastedgman]What options are you talking about?
Oh yes, my "X" girl wants to come to town. I was discussing the situation with RTW. His mind was working overtime when he suggested I bring her here as a, what was it, an Au Pair? Hot dang RTW. What a great idea. I'll have Carlos start the paperwork. Carlos?
RWT was great to hang out with. It's been a while since I've seen a gringo's surprise to beautiful situations down in MTY. I commented 'What the hell am I doing here?' as we entered Taboo. Once RTW realized where we were, he too agreed. 'What they hell are we doing in a gay-lesbian disco in Mexico with 18 y/o and 19 y/o pretty strippers and a boyfriend?' The whole club was watching us and some hit on RTW. woohooo.
But I must also give credit to my young 18 y/o "X" girl. She too had a great idea. She wanted me to pay to get her 'transported' to me. Even better.
Then I sat for a minute and let my mind wonder. Imagining the situation: "X" in my house! hot dammm, very tempting..... She'll probably do the whole neighborhood as well... I'm sure my neighbors would love me :-)
Then I can take her with me on my trips. She'll wait for me in my hotel room while I go to work. By the time I get back, I'll find thank you letters for all the hotel guests... hey, maybe I'll take her to strip clubs and make some money while I'm at it.
OK. Seriously now. Carlos, What would it take to get "X" over here? She's welling and I'm able……. NAAAAAAT.
Later you horny chickens.
Wasted[/QUOTE]
Comments and latest trip report
USB, I've got a ticket booked for Medellin, Colombia for May 7-10. It'll be my second trip and I be more than happy to show you the ropes, mi amigo.
Wasted, I was kidding about the Au Pair route. But it is actually a legit route. In my neighborhood, an au pair just arrived from Mexico. There are five or six licensed agencies in the US that source girls from Mexico, Thailand, Brazil etc. (hmm that is a conspicuous combination of countries isn't it?)
If you ever want to contemplate the possibilities check it out... NAAAT! It cracks me up when X says that, which she does... a lot.
As for my most recent trip, last week, I had a mixed time. The previous trip was too great (meeting the three amigos, hanging with Wasted's girls at Taboo, and meeting my Obsession girl) I should have known this would be a let down.
It wasn't a total loss however. Carlos kindly let my Obsession girl know I was coming back to town for a night and tentatively arranged another unofficial salida. I arrived ahead of schedule so Carlos picked me up and we headed to Obsession. There Carlos sat with his A girl and I with my girl. I tried to get her to stay out late, but she said she couldn't. We chatted some more, and after a while her face lit up and she said, ok she can stay out late. My plan was to take her out for dinner and maybe dancing in Barrio Antiguo per Wasted's suggestion before retreating to my hotel suite for a blissful night. We agreed on a time a place to meet and Carlos and I bid the girls adieu.
Carlos dropped me at Infinito to while away the hours until my rendezvous. I wanted to see the girls I had fun with last week. Many were there, J, X, I, P, S, etc. I didn't really want to mess around with the girls since I already had a date planned. Bu tI did want to chat. So I said hi to X, who surprisingly was nicer to me this week than she was last week. She of course said she missed Wasted (who wouldn't?) and we sat and had a couple beers. I really wanted to see her friend P, whom I think is super hot. But P had the guys lining up and I only got to chat with her briefly. Too bad, I had to run to meet my date.
We met and headed off to Barrio Antiguo and found one of the few restaurants there. Lots of clubs, but few restaurants. This was on the corner from the park separating the Barrio from the Sheraton part of town. It was decent food and had a live band. I was having fun learning about my girl, her family life, her pre-club life etc. This girl is very pretty, fantastic body, and an honest person. She's new to the club business and retains a good girl attitude. After dinner we walked back to the Sheraton and had some nice chocolate fresas that the staff had delivered to my room.
Then I called her over to the desk where my computer sat, and asked her to choose the music. As she leaned over, we kissed, then embraced, then kissed some more and then the clothes started flying. Eventually I cleared the desk and feasted on her nude form atop the desk. After maybe 30 minutes, I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom and laid her down. At this point she saw the clock and looked a little panicked and said that she had to get home to her dad in 10 minutes (12:30am). I was stunned. I had assumed we had plenty of time. I trusted her enough not to bullshit me, but this was over the top. She looked really sorry, but dressed quickly. At the door, she said next time would be gratis. I think I still had a frown on my face and kissed her goodbye.
I sat around for a while feeling the blues. Then reflexively headed out for Matehuala, Givenchy and Infinito to waste the rest of the night away. I was in a dark mood and thought of the Billy Strayhorn song, Lush Life.
Romance is mush
Stifling those who strive
I'll live a lush life
In some small dive
And there I'll be
while I rot with the rest
Of those whose lives are lonely too...
We'll see where things lead next time with girl.
RtW