Miscellaneous Ramblings - El Seņor Estupido Searches for Amor y Amistad
Pauncho's Continuing Search for Meaning in Putalandia, Mexico (Tijuana)

(Undated) I didn't really know that I was dreaming, but I kept hearing this man's voice - moaning as if undergoing vile torture.

It got loud enough to penetrate my dream state and wake me up - the moaning stopped abruptly. I asked my companion at the foot of the bed, "Was that me ?"

She replied, "Yes, you were groaning and pleading "mas,...mas", then she started laughing. I bet I was loud enough to disturb nearby rooms, but not loud enough to be heard by the manager (who would have teased me about it).

It's my plan next time to loudly ask her in the bar "Will you do what you did and make me moan & beg just like last time ?", maybe in front of her next door neighbor.

In that connection (the neighbor) She said to me that other night "You do it (DATY) different." So last night I quizzed her on what is "different". She answered "Better". (What a charmer)

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The other day, I was talking with LLD's sister (LLD is LadyLapDance. Her sister dances too.) about an event 6 or more months in the past.

Another Lapdancer was on stage and kept kissing me enthusiastically (DFK, etc). We retired to the back of Club LapDance for a table dance. She kept sticking her pussy in my face, so I "Took one for the Gipper" - Grabbed her by the ass and proceeded to DATY until she came. She seemed to enjoy it enough.

So I told her she should meet me on her day off and we could do it all day.

But talking about with "Sis", it seems that the story is that I "forced" her. She did leave the bar at end of shift and never return. I guess she's avoiding me.
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LLD is pissed at me, as I am lap-dancing with her new cousin instead of her. When I showed up at the house the next morning (10:30 AM), LLD's novio gave me a dirty look, too. But when her cousin waltzed through the living room, she gave me an enthusiastic smile and a big kiss on the cheek. Tomorrow is the birthday of two of LLD's nephews (ages 1 & 11). I'll be in attendance as I am bringing the candy for the piņata.

My recent ex-favorita still seems pissed at me. She sits on the fichera bench at the bar and frowns most of the evening. Then along comes an affluent appearing client, and she smiles, dances a few, disappears (the client lingered a minute, then followed) for a good while.

As I left with my ex-ex-ex-favorita for a couple of hours, I don't know when she returned. But what I don't understand is why she didn't treat me as I really wanted her to.

I think she thought she had the upper hand, as I am in love with her. Despite repeated gentle warnings, she kept it up. But she was obviously taken by surprise when I broke off with her, and has been grumpy ever since.

Broke off ? Oh, a couple of weeks ago we danced 10 songs ($1.00/dance), ate dinner, & danced 10 more, and last week we went to the room (paid time) to talk privately a while. But no more 4 or 6 or 12 hour sessions. She was nailing down $300 a week and more from me a time or two, and never less than $150.

But it's different now. She's not speaking unless spoken too, and we are gravely polite to each other. But when I finally got the feeling that I was a "well-managed" client, but in no way loved, I opted out.

I'm not sure why it mattered to me. When I'm with my ex-ex-ex-fav, I'm sure she doesn't love me. Back a year or so ago - when I told her I was interested - she told me "Te quiero mucho, pero somos amigos." (I love you to pieces, but we are just friends [you are a client] ).

It was clear, and I told her "OK, but things will be different" and spend less time with her. But when I don't have an "interest in somebody", she gets a lot of my money. And she can make me moan in my sleep (see above).

Thankfully, romantic fool that I am, I still know that a quick hop in the sack with another chica can soothe a lot of sad feelings. And that there seem to be many chicas in the bar who have noticed that I often leave with a chica for extended (expensive) sessions, and hanker after my business.

That I love to DATY is not as commonly known. Chicas don't talk about any really good client to their friends because they fear competition. But just before they return to their home states, they tell all to their friends.

A new phenomena I have experienced (but only after 2 years of fichera humping) is being asked "Do you go to the room ?". The chica was attractive, said she had previously worked Adelita's (and looked it). I told her "Once in a while."

A few minutes later, I left hand-in-hand with another chica. She probably felt rejected.
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Jealousy-Tijuana style;

As Lupita, Wendy, & I walked to the corner mini-market, Wendy slyly asked me "Who do you love most, Lupita or Carina ?" (The 3 are cousins) I answered "the both of them", then immediately amended it to "The three of you."

This is the Mexican jealousy thing in full swing. It's a bit more humorous in that Lupita, Carina, & Wendy are 5, 6, & 10 years old. Lupita commands me, Wendy asks me, & Carina just looks at me cutely - I am theirs to command.

Two of their moms are table dancers, and have to at least stick their tits in my face to get that kind of obedience from me. The girls are more powerful than their moms.

I guess I am giving them a graduate course in gringo manipulation.
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More Jealousy; I spent about an hour this weekend wrasslin', howling, meowing & barking with several 2 & 3 year-olds. The little boy got jealous of his girl cousin and hid under the table crying.

All of this seems pointless, but it's a good study of social force #2 in Mexico - jealousy. (#1=Faith, #2=Jealousy, #3=Curiosity)
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PICORETE

One SG well-known to me (the one that invites me to the hooker birthday parties) asked me for a (small & thick) photo album the other day. I picked up a selection of 5 at the 99-cents Only store and showed them to her. She selected two.

I said "Pay me" and proffered my cheek. She lay two smooches on my cheek.

I left and went to my hotel. The SG that stands in the doorway said "Whatcha' got in the bag ???" (Force #3 - Curiosity). So I showed her the photo albums and she asked for one.

I told her it would cost her a kiss, so she gently laid one on the other side. For a change, I was ready. I reached behind her head and shoved. The lipstick imprint was very distinct. Laughing, I went to my room.

I picked up the usual candy and headed for Bar El Fracaso. A big blonde was leaving - she asked me for candy. I said "OK, but it'll cost you a kiss."

She enthusiastically laid one on my cheek. I was starting to look a bit like a made-up clown. I got quite a few snickers and smiles. By my recent ex-favorita gave me a dirty look. (It wasn't my plan, but it worked out OK.)
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Buy one SG a coke (or an ice cream), and see how many others you piss off. One rule of thumb I use is never deny a treat to a girl who has ever given you a blow job, you never know when you might be needy. But I could go bankrupt based on this rule alone.

I was passing by a paradita (SG) I didn't know and heard "Buy me a coke, Pauncho." I did so. (and it cost her a kiss on the cheek) When I gave it to her we introduced ourselves. (She knew my name - I guess the word gets around. I think she's a friend of the SG who almost fainted from surprise when I took her companion to the room for two hours a few months ago.)

The same night I didn't recognize her, but she gave my tummy a rub (almost like rubbing a Buddha) while I was on the dance floor with another chica. Lately it seems like I am interacting more intensely with more chicas - and they are initiating it.

Of course YMMV. For those of you who don't know me, I am a morbidly obese, balding man in his late 50's. But lately I seem to really get along with the (professional) girls. I tease them relentlessly.

There's one SG - Gina - The one who often wears hats or caps and stands in front of the police sub-station at Constitucion & the "Alley". She's started showing up at Bar El Fracaso lately with a few other SG's in tow.

We've only gone to the room (from the street) twice. As it's "150 pesos, nude, one position & no tit-sucking", I haven't availed myself lately. But I've always said "Hi", and the other day bought her some ice cream.

She's been really amiable as of late. Almost like long-lost friends when we danced at El Fracaso.
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For a few days, I haven't taken anyone from Bar El Fracaso to the room. This is because I made another SG discovery. For a while I was beginning to think that I would never get another hard-on in my life. She got me off twice in 24 hours.

After I'm through with her I'll pass her along to you guys.
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WHERE ARE YOU FROM ?

I've noticed that chicas from the same place seem to congregate in the same bar.
For instance; Bar El Fracaso is almost totally populated by chicas from the states of Puebla and Tlaxcala. Bar Majestic by chicas from Chiapas.

The music styles follow the same pattern. I have yet to explore this concept very much.

"She knew my name - I guess the word gets around"

Silver, are you reading this?

See I told you all SG's know of you and your rep.
just as they do of Sr P

SrP> WHERE ARE YOU FROM ?

SrP> I've noticed that chicas from
SrP> the same place seem to congregate
SrP> in the same bar.

Sure. Social networking in action. Whether they tell their friends where to go to find work, or whether the girls just bounce randomly into people from "home", it's all the same. You go where you understand the people.

(It will die off in 30 years, when Mexico becomes more like the US in the homogeneity of its culture: people will be a bit more interchangeable then, with personality counting for more than origin.)

Dem Sociologist Gnomes

Sr P great posts like always. Keep up the drama

I like the soap opera too, but why am I constantly reminded of the classic song from Buckwheat's Greatest Hits skit: "Nookin' Por Nub"... Dude, as much as you're spending down there chasing heartache, have you ever thought of maybe trying to find someone that's actually LOOKING for someone with an obvious good heart to settle down with? It shouldn't be that hard?

I'm often told I'm good hearted - by those receiving things.

But I also know quite well how selfish I can be...

Porker,

Pauncho, in my vicarious experience, suffers from "mongers disease" -- he wants the occasional change of scenery.

If you read his posts, from time to time you'll sense him getting weird on his current novia in order to switch her out for another one.

His lifestyle doesn't actually cost him that much, which is good considering he's in it nearly full time (as opposed, say, to the guys who fly to some destination for 2 weeks, then come home to earn more money to do it again).

Besides, the chicas that are looking for a guy with a good heart won't let him amble down to the ficha bar once they've locked his pecker in the fridge.

Dem Analytical Gnomes

"But I also know quite well how selfish I can be... "

seems many mongers are like this in the zona
some are accutely aware and admit to it others are not.

Also seems many mongers aside from being selfish are also very jealous and possesive of paid TJ whores. This still amuses me to no end.

See my review of SG Sofia.

Well, my weekday borthday came & went while i was in Tijuana.

My ex-fav (bar fichera hooker) that I have been so crazy about said nothing. But the SGs on the corner (all 4) mandated that I appear at 7:30 pm.

They took me to the chinese restaurant "La Flor de Loto", fed me, and presented a nice "pastel de tres leches" cake.

They then gave me big hugs 7 kisses on the cheek.

I returned to the bar and danced with my ex-fav. In the months preceeding my birthday she has asked me four times when my birthday was.

She must have picked up on the "August" part, because she then asked me "When is your birthday ?".

"Today", I answered. "No", she said. "I mean it. When IS your birthday ?" "TODAY" I said, in an irritated voice.

"OOH..., I forgot". "Happy Birthday !"

I then told her that I was very disappointed in her not remembering my birthday, and knew that it was an insult in her culture, signifying that she didn't have enough interest to remember my birthday.

"Do you forgive me ?" she asked. "No" I answered. She spoke some more and asked my forgiveness again. I told her that it was something I wouldn't forgive, as I knew what it meant.

Placating, she made a date with me for the movies the next day. We went, and when we returned to the block that the bar & my hotel are on, she asked to use my room to change.

When we got in the room, she requested that I rub her back, and she popped off her bra and I pulled down her pants half-way down over her ass.

I rubbed her back for over a half-hour, then she suggested that she rub my back. I told her "It sounds like a bad idea to me."

She went into the bathroom to clean up and put on her makeup, came out and began to change. When she popped out her tits (my known weak spot), I just looked away and ignored them.

She finished changing and returned to the bar.

Saturday we danced together maybe 15 songs, and Sunday Zero.

I really am sick of her shit, even though I still have feelings for her. Maybe this time I'll manage to pull away.

Sunday I walked in with Gaby, danced 5 dances, saw Alicia (works weekdays at Adelitas), walked straight to her (in front of my ex-fav) danced two songs, took her to the room (500 pesos 1 hour + 15 min) and fucked her soundly, without returning to the bar.

Back tracking to Thursday, I porked Monserat (Current Health Card)of Hotel Michoacan for an hour for the first time. Wow !!!

The second time was not as good, but still splendid, the third time it was "Only with a condom....". It was a two-hour session which was a big zero. I told her "Don't worry, I never hit girls", dressed and left.

I think she was mad because I pay her less than she often receives.

The next day as I was buying her & her 3 co-workers ice cream, I whispered to her "Now I understand your intentions (scamming me), and I won't bother you again" (said as I was rubbing the ass of one of her co-workers).

The next time she got a little friendly on me, but I ignored it.

As much as I hate getting scammed, this girl is a GREAT piece of ass that I'd hate let get away.

Somewhere in all of this I spent Friday night (11:45 PM til 6:30 AM - 1,000 pesos) with TNSPH (The Not-so popular hooker) who turns out to be exceptionally affectionate. In the first hour that I was with her (a previous week), she gave me more affection than I had gotten from my ex-fav over several months time.

The next morning she said "Either change my 500 peso bills for something smaller or give me 200 pesos to pay my baby sitter". I stupidly gave her the 200 pesos, due to the gratitude I felt.

She did mention that if I wanted to make a "date" for a weekday, I'd get more time for my money. As I have some vacation I need to use, this sounds pretty good to me.

Oh, yeh.... Saturday (not my birthday) I experienced the "Super Privado" (sort of). 5 or 6 lap dancers at Club LapDance took me into the bck room and, ......and..... fed me more tres leches cake, some "Las Mananitas" and hugged me.

The janitor didn't know what was going on and believed my "Super Privado" story, heh, heh.

Between the two "birthdays", I didn't feel so bad above my ex-fav anymore.

I elt realy loved & appreciated, even if by the wrong girl. It's nice to have friends.