ne of my big realizations Friday night was that if I stayed in TJ continuously on Saturday, I would go broke because there really is little to do there other than fuck Chicas. As a result, I decided to cross the border Saturday morning and return during the night.

San Diego is a very nice place to spend time, and I found my strategy of "SD by Day, TJ by night" worked very well.

I hit AB around 8:00pm Saturday night, and started my usual sharklike movements around the room. I encountered Angela a few times, but forgot whether she was recommended or not. I was able to recognize her not by her appearance, but by people's descriptions of her behavior.

I was intrigued by one young girl - when I saw her, she was about halfway down the wall to the right of the entrance looking back. She had her hair up in a bun and wore what looked like a black (or maybe blue) short dress with white spots. I thought she was real cute, but she was putting out what felt like mildly unfriendly vibes, which made me decide against her. On the other hand, she seemed like one of the cutest natural girls in AB. Anyone recognize her from that description? Good, bad or indifferent?

After a few trips around the room, I came up with someone who called herself K---. A quick look at the ZRG makes me think she looks a lot like Katarina (Street); she was a little big, but had a dazzling smile, a pretty face and huge enhanced boobs. Her boobs were well done; they felt great but I saw the scar :-(.

She told me in a flirtatious way that she would teach me some Spanish, so I decided to buy her a lady drink (and me a Diet Coke) instead of taking her right to the hotel. This cost $9.75 plus $1.25 tip, and gave me maybe five minutes of conversation. It really doesn't seem like it's worth buying girls drinks; I already knew I wanted to take her to the room, and I should have just taken her and saved myself $11. One lesson learned.

She offered $50 and I didn't haggle (though I probably should have). Once in the room she was an expert, perhaps the most accomplished chica I had during the trip. Somehow she wasn't as warmly personal as Lulu, but she was as willing and eager to please as I could want. She gave a CBJ but it was more intense than the BBBJs I had from other TJ women, so it actually felt as good. Sexo was willing, enthusiastic and in multiple positions. I definitely recommend this chica.

At this point, it was time for me to find a hotel for the night. When I took K--- up, I asked AB if they could rent me a room for the whole night; no dice. I didn't want to try last night's awful hotel again, so I tried asking a tout. He, of course, recommended the bar he was touting, located about half a block from AB on a street with the words Heros and Ninos in it.

This was a very strange room. The furniture looked like it had been ripped off from a pricey store; it was all shiny and elegant finish. But the rooms themselves were crude, the toilet seat was missing and the shower was the bathroom. (I was missing the toilet seat from the last hotel, too; why is this?)

Loud music was pumping from below. I knew from studying other TJ accounts that this was normal for other TJ hotels, so I didn't let it bother me too much.

The mattress was definitely comfortable enough to sleep on. So I decided it might be fun to try and pick up a street girl to enjoy my room with.

Cue the Hitchcock music, Bull_Winkle!

My tout pointed out the hooker alley, while admitting he has no knowledge of the girls there. (I was trying to get a recommendation). It definitely is a trip. Unfortunately, I was an idiot because when I looked over all the SGs, there was one with a gorgeous smile and cute blue minidress that melted my heart. $25, she said. How much for the room, I asked. $25. You mean the room or for you? Both. Could I take you to my own room? No.

Are you over 18? I asked. It took her about ten different tries to before she understood, but she finally told me she was, in fact, 18.

I had, amazingly, forgotten the advice of many people from Club Hombre, even though I'd read it beforehand. Score some big stupidity points for me. Granted, I really didn't believe her about the $25, but I figured with her great body and sweetness I couldn't lose.

Oops.

So we got into the room ($5), I gave her $20, and she said "$10 to take off my clothes and $10 to sucky-sucky". Well, I thought, the $25 was just too good to be true, so I handed it over. She did a little sucky, but her sucky kinda sucked. Then she started suggesting that I pay her $100 for an hour. I said NO! She said $100 for an hour! I said No! Well, you get the idea. She finally did let me fuck her for a few moments, lying there passively and letting me do my business. But she didn't give me time to finish; she shoved me aside and put her clothes back on.

What's really too bad is that there was a seductive, Nicole Kidman type who almost got my interest through her touching and provocative nature. Like a fool, I thought that miniskirted cutie with the smile could do no wrong. A fool and his money, soon parted.

Now I'm scared to go back and try Nicole, since she might do the same thing to me. I think I have to learn a lot more Spanish before returning to streetgirl central. The girls do seem to be a lot younger and prettier than the AB or CC chicas. I daresay they can't deceive you with the usual tricks, since you first see them in enough light to detect most problems.

It was 10:00 and I was getting really tired, thanks to getting maybe three hours of sleep at that wretched hotel the night before. So I went to bed and woke up around 4am. I went to AB's and picked up Lulu. She wasn't happy that I'd fucked other chicas, but she seemed to accept it. She was once again available, and hot, and I had another great experience with her. Great BBBJ, superb fuck, great attitude. Unfortunately, she didn't let me cum in her mouth, which was a turnoff, mainly because sucky-sucky to orgasm would have felt sooooo good.

Conclusions are coming in part 3.

“…there really is little to do there other than fuck Chicas.”

Auuuuggggghhhhh.

Agua Caliente Racetrack. Avenida Revolution. Bullfights. Bullring-By-the-Sea. Caesar Salad. Cuban Cigars. Cuban Coffee. Cultural Center. Dance Clubs. El Sauzal. Ensenada. Fine Dining. Francisco Zara. Gambling. Grand Hotel. Hussongs. Jai Alai. Kin kle Bar. Lobster. Mexitlan. Night Clubs. Omnitheater. Plaza Rio Shopping. Puebla Amigo. Puerto Nuevo. Rosarito. Sailing. Senor Frog’s. Shoe Shine. Surfing. Tip, my Friend? Tacos El Gordo, University, Viva Tijuana Shopping, TVs, Wax Museum, Yellowtail fishing, Zona Rio.


“Anyone recognize her from that description? Good, bad or indifferent?”

Based on the identifying info you have provided, my guess is that she is.... female. (I loved that Clint Eastwood movie, by the way)


“It really doesn't seem like it's worth buying girls drinks; I already knew I wanted to take her to the room, and I should have just taken her and saved myself $11. One lesson learned.”

It is in fact a good idea to buy her the drink. Give her a chance to decide if the vibe is right.



“Cue the Hitchcock music, Bull_Winkle!”

Would you settle for a Darwin Award?



Keep up the great reporting. The world needs to know.


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