Posted by Celtics on April 12, 2001 at 20:37:21:
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I found myself with a few hours to kill one afternoon this week so I headed for TJ. Except my hamstrings were a little sore from working out, so I thought I'd try something very different for me, a non Zona trip into TJ. My hamstrings chose Azteca Massage with a possible stop along Revo…something completely different for me. I think it was Tomas who said that more mongers ought to consider the bus over the cabbies he so dearly loves. Personally, I enjoy the cabbies because they give a fast and direct link from the border to the zona. They are certainly safer than walking in and much can be learned from the cabbies if an attempt is made to get to know the them. I've learned some very useful info from the cabbies including chica info, upcoming changes in the zona, hotel info, safety tips that helped me out as a newbie, and zona happenings in general. Besides, I've always enjoyed bantering and the give and take with some of the drivers. The buses, however, are cheap at 50 cents, and are very accessible from the border. Just walk down the block from the border pharmacies toward the traffic circle and you can't miss em . They also provide a different perspective and colorful experience over the insulated service of the cabs. I chose the bus route on this occasion and was waved toward a bus that looked like it was transported from of the sixties by an aggressive hawker. I boarded the light blue bus covered with an indecipherable message in chicken scratch cursive and sat next to an abuela and what looked to be her granddaughter. We were soon on our way and a very serious mujera stood up and delivered a message in 1,000 words or less on the importance of the mission of her church. Much to the delight of the nina next to me, she then offered up cheap candy for a buck or two to support her cause. So I found myself forking over a few bills and sucking on lollipops with my new amigos as we headed for Al Centro. The bus dropped me off near Second and Revo or so, a short hike from the zona, but I headed just around the corner to Azteca Massage. Azteca is on the third floor and clearly marked for those interested. Once inside I was first in line and the cute gordita receptionist offered me a "Coca". I chose the $25 option of an hour massage and body shampoo and was assigned Lola, a pleasant looking chica with strong shoulders. In the zona I prefer something a little more feminine, but this was a good sign in a legit massage parlor when your aim is a good deep tissue massage. Once undressed in the bathroom, she directed me to a plastic stool in the chower and proceeded to wash me from head to toe. Very nice. I was a little playful so I turned up the volume on the shower and she laughed while dodging the splashing water while washing me. Fun experience. The massage was certainly deep, although her technique was a bit crude. I can only compare her skill with masajistas in the US, and she could use some more training. But she was not bad for $20 and she put a lot of effort into the massage. She also provided some much needed relief for my sore hamstrings, which was my hope in the first place. BTW, for you Azteca fans, I asked her where she received her training and she replied from the receptionist and morning therapist, Maribel. Feeling a little lighter on my feet I headed for Revo for the first time in years and ran into Peanuts and Beer. One of the hawkers directed me inside and I realized I had nothing smaller than a ten. I really didn't want to start off on the wrong foot with the old switch the ten or twenty for a $1 scam, so I headed upstairs to the bathroom and got change for the ten from the bathroom attendant. Whew! My frame of reference on strip clubs are my experiences mainly in SD and a couple in LA. Cheethas is my favorite club in SD as there are some very beautiful young ladies who know how to give superlative lapdances. They don't do the nasty, but some of them could make a dead man cum with their erotic grinding and body contact. And at $10 a dance, it's not to expensive either. But chicas won't get overly nasty either and the songs tend to be in the two to three minute range in duration, so I was looking forward to a little Mexican strip poontang. I passed on a drink request by an obvious TV (Yikes!), then was assaulted by a waiter type blowing his whistle and raising a bottle of tequila over my mouth, imploring me to drink. Sure thing! The dude kept pouring Tequila into my mouth to the point of overflowing and I had to wave him off. He then looked me in the eye and said that'll be $4, amigo. Not a smart move on his part as the tequila was in my stomach and the money in my wallet. After bargaining over the $s, he finally agreed to a $1 tip. Good deal. The chicas started coming over one by one and offering their lap dance services as a rather fine dancer was taking it off on stage. I was only one of maybe five customers in the place at that point and was enjoying this a lot! Each one would stand between my legs and press into me and assuring me that they were bery, bery good. But at one dance for twenty bones, no way Jose. The last chica to approach me was a curvaceous honey with a body to match anything I've seen in Adelitas HC, and her face wasn't bad either. She slowly rubbed herself into me, nibbled on my ear lobe and whispered how much she wanted to dance for me. I think she meant how much she wanted my dinero, but I didn't want to ruin the growing mood. Dos para veinte, mi amiga? Si, vamanos! The lapdance area in P&B is in full view of everybody and just slightly raised above the floor to about the level of the stage. Well, this chica didn't need to take much off, but I found a damn near naked hottie grinding away on me in no time! She had some of the most gorgeous chi chis, C cup I'd say. If they were fake, I commend the surgeon! She promptly stuck them in my mouth one by one as she rubbed me and whispered softly in my ear, "Suck me". Sure! She offered me her neck, tities, stuck my hand down her pants, and even started kissing me with a little tongue action. Damn! The second dance was even better. After regaining my composure, I headed back to the border. At that point I was totally in the mood for something more in the zona, but it was not to be on that day. For those that want to kick up their TJ experience and willing to spend forty bones on appetizers of massage and a couple dances before heading to the zona, I highly recommend it! I intend to try it again soon… Celtics |
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