Lap Dances at The Aloha Club - Sunday 10/28/01 about 2 or 3 PM

My brother came down from Ventura, and we saw the Aztecs play (football) at Qualcom Stadium the night before. Neither of had seen the Aztecs play since the late '60s. We hadn't missed much.

So Sunday we went to Tijuana about 10 or 11 AM. We don't share the same hobby, so I took him to see "La Mona", and we went to brunch at some place on Revolucion.

He used to come to Tijuana between the ages of 18 & 21 (He's now 62). He wanted to revisit a few spots. So we kept walking around, and he would point and say "The (so & so) used to be right there, and the (such & such) right over there...", etc. And then he spotted The Aloha Club. So we went in.

There were two waiters, 4 dancing girls (one-at-a-time), and one customer. We sat down and two ficheras (aka dancers) immediately converged on us. I just told the waiter that they weren't sitting with us. Drinks were $3.00 (we ordered one each), and they gave you 2 thimble-sized tequilas (which neither of us drank). Then another woman approached my brother and they exited for a back room lap-dance. Pati (the Mexican version of "Patty" - pronounced "potty") approached me. About 5' even without her stilt-like heels, 24=years-old, very light-skinned, upper front teeth "silver-filled", generous bust, blondish-brown hair, near-grey eyes (I had to ask - it was dark). From Durango, Single, no boy-friend, lives with her 2-year-old daughter. She works something like 11- 8 most days. She was friendly, touched me, stroked my leg, kissed my cheek, etc.

She wanted to lap dance, too, but my brother had left his stuff at the table, and I didn't want to leave it. So she continued the "soft" sell. He took so long that I finally bought her a ficha drink for $6.00 - I thought he said "tres", but he said "seis" - Oh what the hell.... (I had always thought that only a fool would pay big bucks for a lap dance when the same money would buy the real thing in the zona.) Finally, I decided to take his stuff with me to the lap dance area in the back (very dark). He was coming out when I went in. It was 20 bucks for two songs (but they were long songs). I tipped the waiter 5 bucks and he stayed well away.

Well, it was off-with-her-top, and I was all over those luscious tits like a starved infant. I yanked down my pants, whipped out my cock, and she made me put it away and put my pants on. I peeled down her G string, played with her clit, then slid about half of my thumb up her snatch - seemed like a snug one. She made me remove my thumb - quite nicely. She turned around and danced her ass around - nice, but I'm no way an ass man. I turned her around, told her I wanted to see her beautiful eyes and kiss her lips. She deferred lip kisses , but relented later (no tongue requested). I started rubbing her clit again and she either liked it, or was ticklish, or both. We keep this up for quite a while. My thumb slid into her snatch again, and she let it stay. I was in heaven, a very GFE situation, and then... my time was up.

I didn't opt for more time, and tipped her 5 bucks. Pati = tit heaven - without the whining of a "previous provider". The time spent before the ficha drink was an experience on a par with the last Zona Panocha I had experienced. Afterwards, well; Damn well worth the money. It's amazing what a young girl can do for a limp dick, WHEN SHE HAS THE PROPER ATTITUDE................ I'm going back ! Oh, yeah, my brother had a smile on his face too !

After that my brother and I ran a charitable errand for an indigenous family and returned via (Otay) Mexicoach to the states (but forgot to time it).