With full credit to Sam.

I have wanted to contribute something on this board for the past month, but my times spent in the bars, now, are a matter of routine. So, the following is my Normal Routine (for the past 4 months since my dog in heat routine has subsided). For the past 11 months, I have been working in Tijuana from Monday to Friday. I always go home (Northern California) late Friday, for the weekend. My work schedule affords me two nights of lust, sex, and excitement, for only two hours each night. The total expenditure for this adventure each night is around $100. I don't think this is a lot to spend on myself due to the fact that I do not play golf ($85+ per round plus drinks, bets, and lunches) or any other expensive hobby. So, I consider my Tuesday and Thursday nights as "life" therapy ($125/hour with most psychiatrists). My normal time to go to the zone is around 7:30 to 8pm. I like this time because the new shift is just cuming on. I like Tuesdays because it gives the girls one days rest after the weekend (also there seems to be a lot of only week day girls working as well); and, I like Thursdays because it is the beginning of the weekend (the weekend hotties come to town, or start to work). I always go first to Adeita's. Every time I go into this club, I know that I am in Mexico. The club is characterized with Mexican music (Banda I think it is called). This music is spiced up with an Accordion player (I remember a comedian saying that the definition of an optimist is an accordion player with a beeper). The DJ's are always talking Mexican over the loudspeaker system (usually two at the same time talking back and forth). The crowd is dominated by Mexican men (at least the time that I go). I usually do the tour de club searching out any new prospects. I always enter the door and go to the left. I walk around the left bar, hunting and searching for new faces. And, if nunca nada, then I move onto my favorite lookout point. I always stop at what I call Seaman's lookout point (on the elevated floor between the restroom and the bar) to scan the crowd for new faces. Then, I navigate through the back wall of girls hawking their wares, in order to finally end up smack dab in the middle of Hottie Central. If any new girl catches my eye, I will get a drink (Tuesdays = aqua; Thursdays = cervesa) and find a seat to sit in, in order to observe. I like to sit and observe the new young prey, prior to pouncing, in order to see what marketing skills they possess. Marketing tools used in order to signal their sexual availability are hips swinging, throwing kisses, eyes moving, smiling, and other VERY creative techniques. Also, I like to see if the girl is a high volume girl (I like to be the first of the night). If nothing catches my eye, I will move on, without ordering any drinks, to the Chicago Club. As of to date, I have indulged in sexual intercourse (or in layman's terms: Banged) about 40 girls here at Adeita's. AB used to be my favorite bar. Now, it is like a whose who as I walk through (never stopping). I have often thought of my walk through as a kind of scary situation if I died and went to hell. My fear would be to be condemned to go through a situation similar to the move Ground Hogs Day. The same girls would be still standing at the Adelita's as I walked through over and over again. No new faces, same, same, same.

As I enter the Chicago Club, I always walk past the hall of shame (on the left as you walk in; I have never had any good lays with any of these girls 'especially this one who happens to be there every week'), and onto the bar. Although the girls are essentially the same, Chicago Club is becoming my den of therapy. The club has very few Mexican men, and plays popular music. Also, the club has been renovated to a kind of USA type influence (whatever that means). I sit at the bar (at this time of night - 8 or 8:30 it is dead), order my drink of choice, and observe the club as it comes to life with all the girls coming to work. I have come to find that there is a social click between the regular girls and the staff at the bar. The regular girls are given respect (normally shown as a kiss behind the ear). The new girls are somewhat pariahs of the club with the staff trying to either pinch their behinds, or show somewhat "mongering" type tactics towards them (What is with this?). Some of the waiters, I believe, are actual boyfriends of some of the girls (and these guys are not good looking, let me tell you). To me amazement, during this early time, the some of the girls will be seated with their boyfriends. I can always tell if a girl is new, or has been there a long time. The hotties, well, they are hotties. They don't have to do anything. Business comes to them. My observation is that during this time, those girls who wear dresses get the most action. Unless a girl has a figure to show off (some girls have such good bodies that it is a crime for them to wear any clothes at all), the best way to get business is to wear a flowered dress, short black skirt, or an orange skirt. I have come to also believe that the girls who are most aggressive will attain a flight up the stairs with their passive monger of choice. All it takes is a girl to place her hand on a guys "Johnson" in order to persuade him to go (this reminds me of a joke, but I won't say it). This is fascinating. My recommendation is to any new monger is to wait, watch, be selective (don't be selected), have a drink first, and always knock $10 off the price. Even though you will be having sex with a perfect stranger, the stranger is still a girl. See first if downstairs the time spent over a drink whether or not the female stranger is somewhat receptive towards to you. If not, bum lay, my friend. You may as well go and find a goat to bang.

I do have my favorite "regular" girls at both bars that I talk with. I have become their business consultant (without a retainer). I enjoy telling them what they should do in order better to market their wares to potential customers. In fact, there are two girls at Chicago Club that I would love to be their pimp, at least when I retire from my work (Bette and Alejandra). Bette is a little weird. Alejandra is nice. I like seeing the type of men that each attracts.

The whole experience is a wonderful break from my regular life. I wouldn't trade it for all the tea in China. I haven't tried other clubs. But, I have tried the girl to the room, actual non working girl friends, cab delivered service, and room service for girls. Nothing seems to come close as the trips downtown.

My two cents worth.

With credit to Mr. Bill

Great post Sam, thanks.

"I enjoy telling them what they should do in order to better market their wares to potential customers."

Hey, I hope you're coaching them on how to deliver the GFE, too! And I hope you're telling them that word of the GFE gets around to potential clients ($$$) and conversely how the non-GFE does the same in reverse.

So God speed, Sam. Be our guardian angel when we're away. I hope you and the other regulars act as monger ambassadors and let these girls know that word gets 'round, good and bad.

With credit to DreamingEagle

Good post, Sam. I feel the same way about Juárez. I moved to El Paso a year ago just so I could have my "therapy" every single weekend.

There is nothing in this world as fine as having a nice nap in the afternoon, having a good stretch, and deciding it's time for another beautiful girl...

Why did we go wrong here in the U.S.?