You can not be serious ! ! ! (McEnroe style)
[QUOTE=M02040608]It is past 2:00 am and I need a phone number of someone who would come to my hotel now in Deira. I would appreciate it very very very much if you could respond now. PM me pleeeease.[/QUOTE]
Is this serious 'wishful thinking' or what? Most posters will be on their way home, or in bed with a (tasty) bit of stuff at 2am.
It does beg the question, why have you not taken the time to trawl the known haunts such as Stayin' Alive, Rumours, York, Rattlesnake, Premier, Broadway or even the Garage? Or any other venue noted in the forum.
Why did you not do the preparatory work necessary to make sure that you did not end up in such a predicament, like taking numbers the night before, or afternoon before.
I hate to say it (actually I don't, I'm being polite) but did you RTFF?
All will be revealed in the words already written, Grasshopper.
Funnily enough, the more effort you put in, the better the experience (usually).
Ha So,
Expatcat
Al Wasl AMP location required
Can anyone tell me the location of Alwasl AMP.
Appreciate the quick response.
York , Rockafellas & TGIT
Dubai rocks ... once you know the right places its easier finding a girl than to find a taxi in Dubai.
Arrival :- Friday Night , checked in by 10.30 and was down again by 10.45 ;) ...thanks to some really informative reports and with some direction sense thanks to my previous visits walked 15 min from my Hotel Admiral Plaza( Walk out to the main road and take and left turn and keep walking...you will know when to stop ;) ) entered the "Full to the Limits" York club.
BTW the Hotel Admiral Plaza is RED RED RED...no chance of getting a girl in your room , I double checked at the counter and the door man .Its a full fledged family place now which was quite a let down.On the other side of the road is Ascot Hotel which is GF i heard...can anyone confirm?
Anyways ... 50 dhs entry which buys you a drink of your choice(and yes you can buy booze with the ticket and not just coke and juice as i found out the next day) up the stairs , a little frisking ,wonder what for and I was in.This place is a mixed bag , you get see PRC, CIS and Africans all around. The chairs though are all taken by the Africans around the 3 bars and they refuse to budge , when one gets up the chair is hurriedly occupied by another soft piece of ass immediately so be prepared to walk/stand for hrs at stretch if you cannot decide fast.
The African's are aggressive and will try to hold your arms and pat ur butt as you walk by but if you smile back its all fun, some people do get offended as one old gentleman did when i was there but i don't think they mean any harm so why bother. The CIS all seem to have their own small groups and walk in pairs or stand quietly in the corners which makes it a little intimidating to approach them at times. PRC's are everywhere...I would say the ratio would be 60:30:10 for the PRC:Africans:CIS's in this particular club.
A few arabic looking girls but they were all certainly past their prime and had few takers. As the night goes the A listers are all taken or start walking out , maybe to another club i would guess , if not i wonder where.
The most surprising factor is the price's I heard there , the CIS gang which had a lot of young looking girls was offering 200 AED for 1 shot and 300 AED for 1 Hr , the 1 shot price is really the first i've heard in all my visits. They were all staying within walking distance of the club as they said although they would still take a taxi to their house.
PRC's quoting 300 ST and 600 LT at around 11.30 pm but i did not fancy any. A really fat and smelly looking african even said 100 for ST but i would'nt do her for free.Did'nt see her on any other nights thankfully.
Took a few numbers in the meantime , which all the girls were happy to provide and kept walking in circles with occasional stops at the dance floor to listen to the live band. The lead singer a red hair girl btw looked really cute from the distance.Wonder if the lead singers are WG's too?
Waited and waited and waited to find what i really liked and even the 4-5 vodka's that i gulped down did not help in making the decision and suddenly a man's worst fear ...the lights were switched on and music stopped...the faces which seemed so-so suddenly turned out no-no and some no-no looked like the right choices , thts what booze does to you.NEVER DRINK AND DECIDE ;)
There was a frenzy and suddenly all indecisive men were running around to get a deal through and there was me all horny and still not sure what to do.Maybe it was the booze ,maybe the excitement of finding a gem or maybe all the comparison in my head from the german FKK's where you see all these toned bodied angel's walkin around naked with butts shaking and tits swirling.
I decided to walk out and go back to sleep but walking out saw a lot of people walking towards Regal ...there is a lot of Metro rail construction going on so could'nt really see what was actually on that side but my inquisitive mind made me follow the herd and upon crossing over the road could'nt really believe if i really was in a place called DUBAI.
There were girls all around...100's of them , all kinds and loads and loads of people half hanging out from their cars calling them over , standing in dark corners forging out deals for the night.Turns out that all clubs in dubai get off at exact 3.00 pm and the unhooked girls from Rockafella's , Imperial Suits , Jockey's , York , Ramada and few freelancers as well all gather on that particular road to pick up taxi's and men.
Walked around like a zombie for a few min , picked up something to munch from the 24 hr store and then decided I needed to get over my jetlag before I venture out anymore and took the long lonely walk back to my bed....
Tomm was a new day ;) more to follow
I think I found a wild one ...
[b]Wednesday night[/b]
I finally met one of three Filipinas I’ve been flirting with online and by phone for a few weeks. I first stopped at a department store to buy lingerie, as promised. Then drove my car and parked it at Rattlesnake around 8pm, hopped in a cab, and finally met her around 9:30pm in a cosy classy and quiet bar at Trader’s Hotel, Deira. I was an hour late due to the 90-minute cab-ride in gridlock traffic, during which she SMS'd me saying wasn’t happy that she was sitting alone in the bar, as the few guys in there kept checking her out. I don’t blame them – she’s gorgeous. I found out later in the night that she works as a salesgirl in a large mall near my place, and she was also stuck in the traffic for almost two hours to get home to Deira. If I’d known that beforehand, it would have been only a short drive from my place to meet her in a cosy bar near her work instead.
She’s 23 y.o., a half-Chinese Filipina with a mix of Spanish ancestry, beautiful face and eyes, stylish specs, well-dressed and nice body. Well-educated, perfect English, with that syrupy-sweet American-Spanish accent that many Metro-Manila Filipinas have. She's quietly spoken, but not shy. ‘Demure’ seems to fit her well. Beautiful plump pouting lips and magic smile. She's a little more rubenesque than her dating-site photos suggested, which is great, as I prefer the slightly cuddly shape. Lucky I kept the receipts for the lingerie – I’ll have to up it a size or two.
After a couple of red wines, some conversation and laughs, she became amorous – initiating the hand-touching and putting her hand on my leg as we went deeper in conversation, then sitting closer and closer, then snuggling and caressing. I soon thought what the hell – we’re in a dark corner of a tiny almost-empty bar with the acoustic band playing romantic music, so I started off with a whisper in her ear and a wet peck on her cheek, which gradually built up into lingering deep wet French kissing much of the night. She was great.
After an hour of smooching and occasionally stopping to talk and to check around for any onlookers, we were both worked up. She started telling me how she loves role-playing before and during love-making. One of her favorites is the good old dressing up as a nurse, with fishnets and the works, and teasing the patient for hours before eventually giving him the treatment he deserves. Another role-play she likes is being a prison guard and tormenting her prisoner until he pleads for more. I think I like her already. ;)
I asked her why she’d agreed to meet me, as she’d told me she has many offers from young single men online, plus guys who hit on her all the time in the store where she works. She said it was because I was genuine in my initial message to her (where I told her I’m a married guy, generous, and looking for an adventurous lady for fun times, travel, etc). Reading between the lines of a few things she told me, it’s clear she’s looking for a no-strings-attached sugar daddy, and it seems by the first hour of our date, she decided I fit the bill. I wouldn’t be surprised if she already has a sugar-daddy or two.
So, there we were, both worked up in the bar (I had an aching throbber and she was panting as we continued to tongue-tangle in the dark corner of the bar, hands all over each other, telling her ‘We could get arrested for this”, then kissing even more). After the third red wine and over an hour of kissing and caressing, she told me she wanted to ‘make love tonight’. It was nearly midnight and we both had to get up for work in the morning, but little piper was in charge now, so I thought “Why not”, and suggested we go back to her place. She told me with a sad face that she shares a room with a new room-mate, so we couldn’t go there. Damn. And it was too late to book a hotel.
After some more chatting and smooching, I decided it was time to go, as we both had to get up early for work. We agreed to meet up in a bar near her workplace on Sunday after work, and we’re already arranging an overnighter in a hotel in the next week or so, probably on the Fujairah Coast. When I asked her where she preferred to go for the night, she dreamily said "Anywhere, as long as it's with you" [followed by her deep wet hot tongue in my mouth for added impact]. Yeah yeah, guys, I know what you're thinking ("She's a player"). I know, but I have a fragile male ego to feed, so I let her bring it on. ;)
During the five-minute taxi-ride to her place nearby, we practiced more tongue-tango (Man! Those big soft wet lips and that deep tongue). And out of view of the driver’s rear-view mirror, my hand wandered down her top, finding a warm soft mound under her bra, and a hard nipple which deserved that little pinch, making her giggle.
[b]York, Regal, Majestic[/b]
After dropping my future ex-wife home to her apartment block, I decided to check Regal on the way home. It wasn’t too crowded, and there were some hot blondes, some of them maybe too young to legally be in there. Still reeling from a night of DFK cuddling and caressing with a hot exotic sultry girl, I wasn’t motivated to take any CIS phone numbers for future reference. Wondering what was wrong with me, I decided I must be in the mood for some African exotique instead, so I walked across to York.
York was unusually crowded for a Wednesday. A waitress told me it was because it was payday. I did a few rounds of the club in between a couple of games of pool, but same thing happened as Regal – none of the girls grabbed me (figuratively speaking that is - many of them grabbed me physically - part of their job description).
After York, I had a quick look in Majestic Hotel’s Music Room near closing time, and there were a few Chinese, Filipina and African working girls, including an African girl who was a regular of mine several years ago until she started getting possessive and temperamental. That was a long time ago, so we had a friendly chat, I finished my drink, and went home to get a few hours sleep.
[b]Thursday night - Rattler![/b]
Meanwhile, my car was still sitting lonely outside Rattlesnake on Wednesday night, which meant I would have to go to Rattler after work late Thursday night to collect it. And so I did, arriving nearly midnight with a couple of work pals, and departing after 2:00am with a few hotties’ phone numbers - including the number of a hot Eritrean who would pass as Indian any day. Amazing Indianesque eyes. I liked the way she was standing in front of me grinding her ass against my groin to the rhythm of the music. A bonus is she has her own place in Bur Dubai (hotel prices are high at the moment!) Tempting, but does she dress up as a nurse? :D
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PS BubblyBoy - sorry we didn't meet up Thursday night, despite being in Rattler at the same time as you, according to your PM. Didn't have your phone number with me. Looking forward to your report - I'm sure it will be a good one!
Greenhorn Alert!! A racy question.
Now folks, kindred spirts, I am not sure if this question has already been asked. I won't be surprised if it has, considering the number of expat south-asians in Dubai.
Is being brown-skinned a huge disatvantage in the dxb mongering world? I know it is money that eventually talks, but are WGs, especially the part-timers, wary of encouraging, say a guy from India? I'm in Delhi, Dubai-bound for a year long assignment. How much of a handicap is the color of my skin going to be?
Would appreciate a response from both, the indian and the western expats.
DF
