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Hi I'm planning a trip to HK and I have questions.

Does 37 Dundas and K Pressure only have mainland and HK girls?

Are they and 141 girls against photos being taken?

Sorry for the newb questions.

[QUOTE=Flyer1999; 1298192]Patdon the ignorance, where can o get info on nm, is that a club, where is it, are there others?

Thank you.[/QUOTE]It is a bar called New Makati. Its one of many bars in the Wan Chai area of Hong Kong, all within a few minutes walk of each other. Read the forum back a few pages and all the information you want is there. Plenty of WG's in most of the bars.

You would best be advised to google 37 Dundas and K Pressure to find out more details. The local forums will help too. They have Chinese girls at Dundas and Chinese women at K Pressure. They are mostly originally from the mainland and are now settled in Hong Kong. Some are newly settled, and some have been here for a while.

If you prefer other nationalities, best to consider mongering in Wanchai or even Macau.

Getting pics depends on the young lady you are with. Most are wary of their pics being posted on the net. As for the 141's, a lot of their pics are pixelated on the website and they may object to your taking a picture then posting what they really look like on the net.

The last young lady I was with at 37 Dundas, I was captivated by her outfit and heels and being a leg man I asked whether I could take a picture of her legs. She promptly got on the bed and told me to click away. This was after the service. There was no arguments. But I do have to say that even before the service started, I put a $100 note under her handbag and said it was her tips. Service I received was excellent. I don't know if language will be an issue for you.

So to get pics, you can follow Jackson's mantra,"Money is the world's greatest aphrodisiac".

Have fun!

[QUOTE=Knight Bait; 1298311]Hi I'm planning a trip to HK and I have questions.

Does 37 Dundas and K Pressure only have mainland and HK girls?

Are they and 141 girls against photos being taken?

Sorry for the newb questions.[/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=Chantik;1298187]I must apologise. I laugh after reading Nighthawk's posts. They are full of humour.[/QUOTE]'nuff said.

And I'm feeling so flattered that I feel like shuffling off to Wan Chai to provide everyone with more levity.

Cheers.

[QUOTE=Johnny Rocket; 1296109]Those guys come up to me once in a while. Once I was curious so I just went along with the game. He asked me some very basic questions and I answered. Then after a while he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and it had my answers written on it. He had not been writing while asking me questions and had nothing in his hands before. I know there must be some trick like with all magicians, but does anyone know how the hell they do this?

After that, he was able to correctly state a very specific fact concerning my personal history. It was the kind of thing that can't be guessed, .[/QUOTE]Not sure if another poster addressed this, but was there another person (an assistant) nearby? The answers are written out by another person and then palmed to the illusionist. Hard to notice it with a David Copperfield, but on those Carnival Cruise Line ships, painfully obvious.

[QUOTE=Wildhawk; 1298615]'nuff said.

And I'm feeling so flattered that I feel like shuffling off to Wan Chai to provide everyone with more levity.

Cheers.[/QUOTE]The typhoon No 8 signal will give you levity.

[QUOTE=Chantik;1298687]The typhoon No 8 signal will give you levity.[/QUOTE]That was the most pathetic excuse for a typhoon I've ever seen. My windows didn't even rattle.

[QUOTE=Johnny Rocket;1298730]That was the most pathetic excuse for a typhoon I've ever seen. My windows didn't even rattle.[/QUOTE]But it stopped me going to the Regal Airport Hotel.

Delayed planes / typhoons are a pain.

[QUOTE=Ramn HK;1292875]I would say that your comment of,"a plethora of good looking women" should read as,"a plethora of pixelated women". For the women whose faces are not pixelated, most of the pictures are when they were much younger, so what you see most times is not what you get. 141 women go through a standard routine.[/QUOTE]The worst thing about 141 is that for some type of girls (Tsim Sha Tsui hotel walk-ins, in my experience) , you won't even get the girl on the photograph. This has now happened to me on several occasions. Once I chose the same advertised girl on two consecutive nights and got two different girls, none of which was the one on the picture.

Saturday was Wildhawk's second-to-last day in the Kong. And after a week in LOS the heads are still foggy as I get ready to decamp to Sex Prison USA. Say a prayer for me.

Wildhawk does have some regrets: Did not get around to trolling the 141 scene, Japanese pussy and perhaps a few missed connections, including with our lovely Chantik. I will look forward to reading her reports from afar, and will visit the Chantik Casino & Resort, built with her well-deserved earnings.

Was running some errands Saturday afternoon, not the least of which was trying to repair the iPhone 3S SIM card slot I fucked up while swapping cards from LOS to HK on the return. Got it working and tested it by SMSing the (somewhat bitchy) Filipina schoolteacher I had met in NM a month or so prior. We had been unable to meet up, largely because of her DH work (a curfew at 9:30 pm on Saturday; this is pure bullshit and ought to be fucking illegal. One can certainly understand an employer not wanting the girls tramping back at all hours and upsetting the household, but sheesh, we are talking a 30 year old woman here. I sympathize, as always, with her plight. This is some kind of fucking sexual control methinks. Does the British banker husband have a thing for her? When Wildhawk storms Legco some shit is going to change. But that must wait.)

We meet in front of the Queen Victoria (god, those fucking Commonwealth drunkards annoy me at least as much as the idiotic "Yoooooohooooo!" Yanks who love to whoop it up in Soho.) Decide to get drinks at Maya, which is dead quiet. Have a pleasant conversation over three beers, at which point her stunningly cute 25 year old sister joins us. Small talk about this, the girls' second trip to Wan Chai despite working as a DH over a year). We discuss percentages estimated of the girls at particular Wan Chai joints who are working girls. And schoolteacher mentions that men have propositioned her at NM and elsewhere. I say that I almost made the same mistake. Also recommend that she keep her younger sister, who seems smart enough to know, well away from the place.

I leave for about 90 minutes finishing errands and rejoin them in the bar for another pint each before sending off the sister, who also has a curfew (and cannot extend her time even though the Chinese couple that employ her had kept her late Saturday). Younger sister at the MTR tells schoolteacher to stay with me, a "nice man". If they only knew. Then again, we all know where nice guys finish.

The two of us eat some appetizers and drink a pint of Carlsberg at Carnegie. (it turned out that schoolteacher had polished off another three beers while I attended to my errands). Oh, what a sight it was there: Three British women (mid-thirties I'd guess, two of them overweight) dancing on the bar. No one paid them any attention. Schoolteacherr wanted to join the girls atop the bar, but I was afraid she would fall off.

At 9 we headed over to NM, one of her haunts. We dance a bit (schoolteacher is all over the place, flapping her arms and generally pissing off the WGs on the dancefloor because of it). I make mental notes as I look at the assemblage of Indonesians. We find a corner and canoodle a bit. Schoolteacher seems equally disgusted and captivated by an Indonesian girl who is grinding against and French kissing a rotund fellow at the bar. (Though our shenanigans could have inspired mutual disgust in others!)

At one point, the flapper girl Indo (both for the bob haircut and that she is always flapping her chewing gum manically) I have negotiated with in the past, ends up next to us. Her form-fitting red dress is quite becoming on her. Schoolteacher arches her eyebrows and urges me to say hello. I quietly tell schoolteacher that I have spoken to the girl on occasions but never consummated a deal. Schoolteacher taps flapper girl on the shoulder to get her attention. I make small talk for a minute or so, and the Indo scoots off elsewhere. I casually remark to schoolteacher that flapper girl is a lesbian (I have bought drinks for her and her butch girlfriend in the past). This is where things get interesting.

Schoolteacher says she was a lesbian in high school (though to clarify, this was kissing and later she seemed repelled when I asked if she had ever eaten pussy or been eaten; no lesbian she). I am about to put schoolteacher in a taxi for her return to some outlying place when she asks whether a threesome (later she would say that she just wanted to watch) could be arranged. Intriguing, so we marched back up the steps. Place was packed; I was on one side of the bar and saw the two of them on the other, waving to me. What the hell, this looked good.

But if you've read Wildhawk's reports you know the phrase that is coming next: Or so I thought (LOL). Flapper girl could not understand the Filipina's request. When I clarified, flapper girl ("She want watch? Nooooo!") indignantly marched off. Me deflated, a tad (at this point the plan was to put Filipina schoolteacher in a cab and I would scout the floor in earnest. I told schoolteacher that I was going to have sex, by hook (er) or by crook, that night.

The Filipina is in the taxi when she pulls me inside and says that she is coming over to my place (to see that I get home safely). Well, shit, this seemed like a plain waste of time, with me having to pay the cab fares and losing precious marketing moments in NM.

We arrive outside my flat and I convince schoolteacher to come inside for a bit before she had to leave (by this point it was 11 pm, curfew long blown).

Upstairs was the strangest bit of Catholic girl passive-aggressiveness I have EVER encountered. She had told me that she had not had sex in five years. I had told her that sex was like fruit: You need it and deserve it, fuck the religious shit, particularly when it's dictated by world-class buggerers of children. (I am a recovered Catholic myself, so feel I can talk this trash.)

OK, back in the room, I suck briefly on the nipples, but she keeps pushing me off, alternately as we grind together like 15 year olds in heat. All this time I tell her that Wildhawk is a world champ pussy eater, but cannot convince her to let me give it a lick. After a few minutes of being pushed away as things heat up, I say, well, OK, it's time for us to part company, as the erection that she has inspired needs to be fed. We are at the door when she turns the lights out and pulls me over to the bed. Ah, sheesh, what is this?

She sucks my cock for about two minutes, pulls off her panties and offers the main course. Now, this is ALL good, but I do state that she has missed the all-important sorbet and appetizer phase.

She is in pain during mish, but gently she warms up as the wetness grows. She mounts me cowgirl and as she is aggressively grinding things get a little too sensitive down there.

Motherucking Okamoto Platinum 0. 03, this is the second or third time this brand has broken. Has anyone else had this experience? I recall that during both times the condoms broke the sessions were with clingy Filipinas who are looking for husbands / money sources / whatever (as is schoolteacher, apparently). Could it be that they have done something to tear the wrappers somehow? Fuck.

I am distressed about the breakage but try not to show it. I grab a fresh condom and we finish the task. She asks me to pour my semen from the condom on the arch of her back. Odd one, this request. A minute later I head to provide her with tissue paper to wipe it off but she had already pulled her shirt on. Weird souvenir. Or is she colllecting DNA? Good lord, the girl's an odd one.

I end up giving her 100 for the 84 HK taxi fare home, no request for money made, and we agree to keep in touch. (She says that she will "wait" for my return, which is far from imminent, sadly. Fortunately for the both of us, I suspect this pledge will be forgotten in 15 minutes' time.)

But, you know, ending a stint in HK with a freebie is a nice feeling.

[QUOTE=Potok;1299108]The worst thing about 141 is that for some type of girls (Tsim Sha Tsui hotel walk-ins, in my experience) , you won't even get the girl on the photograph. This has now happened to me on several occasions. Once I chose the same advertised girl on two consecutive nights and got two different girls, none of which was the one on the picture.[/QUOTE]Why would you return!

It will be sad to see you go back Wildhawk, I've thoroughly enoyed your posts and experiences.

Have a safe trip back.

after a frantic afternoon of packing (man, i've got to live lighter) and dodging the anti-chief executive rallies (nice to see, but democracy can be damned inconvient) i decided to get some last-minute nookie (did get an outreach effort from our lass chantik; hi sweetie, and thanks!).

for some time, i had planned to try the blue sky sauna in causeway bay (fifth floor of a shopping center with a burger king on ground level, off percival street). was greeted by a couple of men, pleasant fellows with fair english. i inquired about pricing and one pulled out a well-worn piece of paper. 6xx hk for 80 minutes massage with no sex (now what would be the point of that?) .9xx for the same massage with a hj finish and 1258 for fs (40 minutes of massage and 40 minutes of sex). my, it seemed like i remembered being quoted 9xx for the fs massage. very pricy, as i think the kowloon parlors are charging closer to 1000 for fs (i did not want to make the trek, and did want to see what this place has to offer.) i was told about 10 girls were on hand. i encountered no other customers, owing to the holiday, one employee said.

decided to try it anyway, as time is running short. after showering was led into the lounge, where i was given a menu with a few food items and selection of nonalcoholic drinks (included in the price). i ordered some dim sum, but before it was delivered was summoned to a room. (they ended up delivering a small plate with about four tidbits to the room, but i really was not in the mood to eat it there. kinda stupid to me, but i guess chinese mongers don't mind.)

inside was a tall, fair-skinned lovely, probably 5-foot-8, with a lovely smile. prolly shoulda checked out the field, but i immediately sensed that i would have settled for door no. 1, known as ellen, a 25 year old beauty from guilin.

the massage was nice enough, if perfunctory. hardly therapeutic, though her technique with the oil massage wasn't all bad. ended up with the ol' balls massage from behind, as a signal that it was time for the game. standard stuff. at this point ellen confirmed that i wanted the fs deal and in better english stated the price. yes, i said. she left for a couple minutes, returned and dimmed the lights. i said "bu hao" to that, that i wanted to see what was going on. she pointed to the window on the door. i suggested she cover the window."bu ke yi." at this point i considered taking my lumps and just downgrading to a standard nonsex rubdown, but ellen turned the lights on an adjacent massage cushion (for the sex) so it was off-kilter so we would not be immediately on view. fair enough.

she really is a lovely girl, stunning might not be the word, but a nice ass and c-ish, well-formed breasts with nipples at full attention (she has a tat with two roses above her belly button and a wispy bit of hair on her pussy). she is sexy, hot, playful and into the action, which was a cbj (nice porn star technique). really grinded things in deep in cowgirl, nice mish, and i could feel her contractions in doggie position. finished as she rode me.

i would not hesitate to recommend ellen (who feigned sadness when learning that the hawkster was about to fly off. had i discovered her earlier i might have tried to pull an end run around the sauna for sessions after hours with her).

it is a clean, well-run outfit with friendly service. but at 1258 hk, blue sky sauna is just too expensive.

Wildhawk.

I get the impression that you need three shots. One is not enough.

[QUOTE=Chantik;1299209]Why would you return![/QUOTE]I went back because I liked the girl I met there the first night, even though she wasn't the one on the picture. If memory serves, the advertised girl was "Abby". Last time I checked, the ad was still on 141.