I'm only posting this so no fellow monger has to endure the hardships and bullshit I went through with this girl.

Had some time to kill on a Sunday morning, so after a wild and eventful Friday and Saturday evening, I had a little extra cash to spare. I awakened in my hotel room at the Las Cascadas at around 10:00 am, got up and did a slow walking tour of the little back alley. It was there, across the street from the Miami Bar where I saw a beautiful little senorita. She was standing along the wall with a group of other girls. all of them hoping I'd approach them. This particular one semmed to get my attention. She somehow stood out from all the rest. She gave me a nice sweet smile and jerked her head, beckoning me over to her. I walked over to her with a cup of coffee in my hand, she said her name was Judy. She seemed genuine and the smile was sincere. She was twenty-two, 5'1-5'2, 100 lbs,Shoulder-length thick black hair, green dress pretty eyes, red lipstick.

I asked her how much and she said $20.00 for fifteen minutes and $2 for the room. I tell her I have my own room at the Las Cascadas. Before she agree's to go with me, she agreed to take all her clothes off, agreed to do "everything" and agreed to spend more than half hour with me. I told her I would pay her an extra $5 for the extra few minutes after the required thirty minutes. So off we go.

When we get to the room, she seemed quite pleasant at first, very talkative, removes all her clothing and as we begin foreplay, her attention is suddenly directed to the TV mounted up on the wall, where I have the porno station on. She is staring at this in sheer disbelief, saying how she's never seen a porno flick before. Then she continues watching it, remarking how big the girl's "chee-chee's" were. She's kneeling on the bed, giving me quick hand stokes, not even concentrating on my pulsating rod. She changes hands and just keeps watching TV. Her eyes are affixed to that damn electric toilet. She continues watching it and making comments about the big breasts and even commented on the actor's big dig. (Really did a lot for my ego!)

I thought to myself, this isn't going to work. I literally threw away $25. I might as well have stayed in my room and jerked off. She then rolled the condom on, and as she was doing this she took her eyes off that damn TV for about two seconds to make sure she was rolling it on right, then looks back up at the porno. ( Bro's, I'm not kidding, this chick was in awe about what was going on with the porno movie.)

As I try to penetrate her, she felt dry, and tight. Her heart wasn't in it. And to be honest, neither was mine. The whole motion was very non chalant, very robotic and very routine with her. Then to add insult to injury, as I'm on top of her trying to concentrate, she's looking over my shoulder still watching the TV, then she lifts her left hand, brings it closer to her face and focuses on her watch trying to read the time. Boy, did that piss me off! She was timing me right down to the very minute. When I suggested changing positions, she kept glancing at her watch. What's the big fucking hurry, I thought? Christ, it's not as if she has to get to church this Sunday morning.

When she wasn't constantly glancing at her watch, she was glancing at those fucking porno movies. I couldn't come. After about ten minutes I lost interest. She had lost interest the minute we walked in the door. I was so pissed. I said to her, "That's it, you're outta here." She was glad I didn't want to complete this. She jumped up and hurridly got dressed. The weired thing was though, even as she was getting dressed, her attention was still focused upwards toward the Goddamn TV.

She was so engrossed in the porn, that she put her panties on inside out. I asked her what was so fascinating about a porno movie, after all I'm assuming most adults have seen many. She told me she had never seen one before. I shrugged as if to say, big fucking deal. She could see the look of contempt on my face, but I diddn't care, and neither did she. I was just so glad to get her out of my room. Total waste of time and money. next time I will do what my instincts tell me to do, which is stay in the room. save my money and quietly masturbate in the privacy of my hotel room. flogging the bishop brings me more pleasure than any of these SG's anyway.

I don't know if Judy is her real name, sometimes they change their aliases, but next time I talk to her I'll be sure she still has the same name and I'll report back witha posting so as not to see a fellow monger get burned the way I did. Don't waste your time with this one. Don't waste your money.

Yours in continued masturbation....

Master B.

Sorry to hear about your experience. Guess the moral of the story is "Never leave the TV on when take a chica to your room"?

Talked to her again yesterday. She was leaning up against the wall with the same "come fuck me" smile. Now she goes by the name of Patti. She's from Mexico City and now says she's 20, instead of before when she told me she's 18. I can't believe a word this girl says, but I sure ain't gonna fuck her anymore, that's for sure.

Master Bates.

Okay, could you give us a little better description of where she stands?

BTW, if you get a chica who is watching TV, turn her around while she is lying on her back so that her head is towards the TV. That solves that little problem. Then say, "Despues vemos TV".

THEN, when you are done, turn her around, if she starts watching TV again, start playing with *her* and see if you can get a rise out of her. Sometimes the chicas will stay there as long as you stroke them, and may even get to the point where they want something better to get them off.

Anyways, once you're done, there's nothing better than to see a SG humping your fingers.

Yeah, she stands right outside that new Caliente Bar, that one where you go upstairs to place bets.

And it didn't matter which position I had her in. Bottom line: Her heart just wasn't in her work.

Master Bates.

Bates, I can't believe that you could'nt blow a load just because of that. You're an LW. I'd blow a load if she was kniting a blanket!

Don't be so bummed out. Most of the SG's don't have their hearts in it anyways. They just lay there and find something to stare at, be it the TV or the wall, or their watch. You just got to keep pounding away until your done.