Like almost every San Diegan, I had visitors from out-of-town during the Super Bowl Weekend. I have to admit that some of my distant friends are Raiders fans.
The first crew came into Town on Thursday and I had offered a trip to TJ to warm things up. I love playing the guide for TJ-inexperienced guys who are willing to have fun. We had a quick diner around 9 at La Costa, headed over to LB and started the evening with a few dances.
My favourite dancer was not there, so I only drank and arranged for my friends not to get overcharged. I got all our dancers to agree on 2 for 1 for $20 topless. I don’t think the more expensive dances are that much better.
LB again came though for me as the first line sleaze for TJ new bees. All 3 of my friends got dances at least 3 or 4 2for1s and around MN we walked north.
At first they were very anxious to walk in TJ at night, but Revolution was still busy and only the area between 2nd and ZN (I usually walk west on 2nd and than take Const into la ZN) was slow, but not dangerous for 4 gringos who were still fairly sober.
I knew that my favorita was working at CC and I wasn’t ready to reveal to my friends how often a frequent TJ and ZN, which inadvertently would have happened if my favorita had spotted us. I lead them to Hong Kong where we bought a bottle of Calzadores.
The show was okay, but the girls are so much worse than at LB that my friends didn’t like it that much. We drank fast and I got a few dancers to sit with us for a few fichas. Although my buddies liked the idea that everything on display is also for try, none hit it off enough to take a chica to Cascadas.
I wanted to hit AB, but 2 of my buddies were beyond bedtime (one problem of getting older is that your friends also age) and we drove back to SD around 4 am.
I was wise enough to take Friday off, was kicked out of bed by novia around 1 pm, had brunch with the gang in PB and learned that all had a good time in TJ and wanted to head south again.
The whole male invasion was the greatest excuse for me to hit TJ all weekend without novia. My novia is MX and we usually hit TJ together, but given the nature of this whole weekend she was more than happy to stay in SD (she basically moved in with me a few months ago).
This time I took them to Senior Frogs for drinks and diner.
I never liked Boleros and instead of walking from Frogs to that club I decided to use 5 Piso (Penthouse) as warm-up. Next to LB this club has the best striptease and is geared towards Mexican customers and less to Gringos. I think this fact is the reason why more girls are willing to work harder for their money than at other Revo bars.
I had seen this natural c-cup before and think her name is Sabrina or Selina. I knew she would be right for my friends. I pimped a dancer only a few times, but always feel great when I’m at a club where I know the girls well enough to recommend to my friends and make the connection.
However, in the past I got the dances 3for1 $20, but this time the best was 3 dances for $30, which makes it as expensive as LB. The songs tend to last a little longer and the oversight is negligent, meaning that a HJ is often included.
Being lazy buzzed and late we took a cab to AB. It is almost against my honor to pay the scumbags $5 for this 2 minute ride, but ....
AB was crazy. For the first time in a while I was there on a Friday and thought it was as bad as in the past on Saturdays. We didn’t get a table near the stage and I hate standing around in a group of guys. I prefer to party hard and that includes a table, a bottle and ficheras.
Being the leader of the group I managed to pry the gang away from staring at Hottie Central and walked into LC.
I didn’t know if any of them would go upstairs anyway and for partying, AB was just too busy. LC was right; we bought 2 buckets and settled down. One of my friends made fun of the weight of one chica who was sitting on his lap, being twice the size of his wife and I translated to her that he had said how much he liked her tits.
We all almost puked from laughing when she thanked him by taking one out and stuffing it into his face. - Tijuana’s nightlife at its best.
The only problem was that besides HC no chica interested any of my buddies in a sexual way. The few cuties at LC were already taken or gone for the day. The friends pointed out that the chicas at LC were right up the alley of many prejudices about prostitution in TJ: “That most girls there are fat an ugly and look like your cleaning ladies’ mother.”
Being so much into the scene for more than 2 years I know how to focus on the 1 or 2 cuties at these places, but my friends had a blast inviting the fattest chicas to our table. I had seen that in the past and never understood why some really obese chicas in the smaller bars sometimes clean up very well.
I guess with us it was the combination of interest, disgust and perversion. Nowhere else would you want to get caught groping a fat chic, but in TJ J
Around 3 am we headed back to AB and I spotted two old providers of mine around the dance floor behind HC. Being drunk and in full swing I didn’t care if any of my buddies found it weird that I knew these chicas so well although “I came here only a few times before”.
We all were pretty buzzed and I chatted and flirted with a chica, new to me, from GDL. I knew that a 30-min fuck wouldn’t be great since I was too drunk and asked her if she wanted to see me on Sunday night, Super Bowl night.
I usually test-drive a chica before asking her on a date, but I was in adventurous mood and set a date for Sunday at 9. This would give me time to watch the game, but mostly give me a good reason to stay out late.
Having novia live with me makes my mongering more and more difficult and I begin to understand how the married guys on this board must feel. None of my friends knew what I was negotiating about with this chica and I was hoping that this girl was worth all the effort. Anyhow I needed a little adventure and favorita would not meet me this weekend since she expected big money during Super Bowl.
In the past I had been stood up. Nothing personal, but still annoying and now took her number and told her I would verify our date on Sunday.
The border wait in the morning was bad and many were even drunk than us.
On Saturday I rested, hung out with novia and called Real del Rio to made a reservation for Sunday night.
As planned I called my AB chica on Sunday during the halftime and confirmed our date. Out of bad experiences in the past I do not hold the reservation with a credit card. In case she still isn’t coming I won’t have to pay the hotel. This doesn’t work on Fridays or Saturdays when many hotels are sold out, but on a Sunday I never had problems finding a room.
Although she is new, I suspect that she asked around about me. When I started out I almost never got a girl to see me outside the club that fast. For good reasons the girls don’t like to leave the security of their own scanty hotels.
However, I promised her a nice night out with diner, no movie, but dancing and a decent hotel.
Around the time the Raiders had blown any chance of winning, I headed south and waited inside Sanborns in Plaza Rio. At 9.20 I checked if my cell phone had US service to call favorita and rescue my only night with a perfect alibi and money to burn. The phone was on Mexican roaming and so I continued to wait.
Just when I was about to ask for the check she walked in. Not only did she come, but also her younger cousin (primera) and of course no word of apology or explanation why they came late.
I guess Mexican girls, even more than gringas, like to have an entry and to make sure that one had waited for them. It must raise their self-esteem to see I guy still sitting put even when they are rude as hell.
Anyhow, the cousin was of course there to make sure everything was all right. I had gone through that with chicas. They like to bring security. I guess I passed the initial screening and both girls seem to enjoy themselves.
Her cousin looked very hot, about 5’0” and had long curly dark-brown hair. My date was about 5’4” with long black hair and clearly had put on her best dress and make-up.
It took me a while to realize that her cousin was not in the business and I wasn’t completely sure that they both knew I was planning to buy service tonight not to score a romance.
After 30 minutes I asked my date if she wanted to get something to eat, hoping that this would include only the 2 of us. However, both girls happily agreed to get something to eat. To my surprise they assumed it would mean eating a Sanborns.
One has to know that I hate Sanborns. Even the coffee is barely drinkable, but the food is god-awful. I briefly thought to put things right, but than Mr. Cheap kicked in and I thought. If I have to shell out for 2 instead of one, both might just eat for the price of one diner at Cien Anos here at Sanborns.
As expected the food was bad, I began to down XX to flush it down quickly. And around 11 pm all three of us had a small buzz. Now I became more direct and wanted to know what they wanted to do next. My chica looked at me surprised and said she wanted to head over to Plaza Fiesta, but that we would have to bring her cousin home or get her a cab.
I now learned that I had eaten and bought beer for a 15-year-old chica! With all the make-up and sexy dress she looked clearly legal to me and both enjoyed seeing how surprised I was.
I mean if it would be legal I probably would date 14-year-olds. However, it is not and I don’t want to show up in the papers as the creepy gringo who tried to rape a minor.
Walking out of Sanborns I thought how I could dispose of primera without spending to much time and money. I had to be at work at 9 and want to start fucking my chica before I was too tired.
Again the girls surprised me and we actually just walked primera to a collectivo. This night with a chica began very weird: I never had a 15-year-old hottie as security and was “never so not milked”. Up to now this was way cheaper than any 2 hours I spend with novia outside the house.
It was almost midnight when we walked into Plaza Fiesta. She didn’t know the clubs very well and I later learned that she rarely goes out in this part of town and most customers only go to restaurants and hotels with her.
She obviously had a good time and we both drank 2 or 3 shots and some beer. I was getting concerned that M.O. of scoring TLNs was backfiring. I always treat the ZN chicas like going on a real date, don’t talk about price, go to eat, dance etc. I just assume that because I met them in a brothel they know that the end of the night is sucking, fucking etc on the program and in the morning I get the same all over and they see some money on the nightstand instead of a love letter.
This girl was in TJ for 1 year and worked in AB for more than 6 months, but either played very cool or was scooping me out as her novio.
I love chicas who talk and entertain me well. This girl told me almost everything about her extended family and her life and dreams. She claims to be 21 (I guess more 25) and has 1 kid sitting at her aunt’s house somewhere in Veracruz.
I picked one of the smaller bars, since I always freak out about being seen from novia’s friends or colleagues, but my date didn’t mind. After a while I just paid the bill, took her by the arm and walked towards Real del Rio.
I always like to walk at night, to get a clear head before going to bed. Strolling down Blvd Paseo de Los Heroes I felt like Hemmingway walking down the Champs Elysées with a young girl in his arm (I don’t know if he ever did, but it would fit). Comparing TJ with Paris is a stretch, but what the right amount of liquor will do for you.
Once in the hotel, we took a shower. I love to do and receive oral in the shower. It is amazing to feel the hot water running down ones back while getting a nice BJ. I think more chicas give BBBJ under the shower, since it appears cleaner. Being so late I was not in prime stamina, but still managed to give and receive a massage on the bed. I carried some massage oil and nothing turns me on more than a freshly showered and oiled up chica. I think I licked her from head to toes and lost all inhibitions, which I usually keep on my first date.
Unfortunately I passed out within seconds after popping and lost the opportunity for the second shot. I got up at 7, left $200 on the nightstand and left her sleeping in the room.
This was my first good mongering experience in a long time and I am looking forward to my trip to Europe later this month. I guess the price of regular sex with a hot novia is to be less flexible in my mongering hobby. Up to this point it is still worth it.

"I have to admit that some of my distant friends are Raiders fans. "

"I always treat the ZN chicas like going on a real date, don’t talk about price, go to eat, dance etc. I just assume that because I met them in a brothel they know that the end of the night is sucking, fucking etc on the program and in the morning I get the same all over and they see some money on the nightstand instead of a love letter."

How did I miss this report the first time around? Thanks, Rx