By Scatmandoo on Thursday, April 28, 2005 - 11:01 am: Edit |
I arrived in La Zona on Friday night (3/18/05 I think) at a little after 10PM. Park the car & grabed my SG pack and the hunt for SGs begins. I turn the AB corner (the former liquor store) and head south hoping to find Monica (forehead) about 2/3rds of the way from Coahuila Ave. towards the alley. Monica was not around, but more towards the middle of that same block I find Patima, a fairly young & slender chica. I ask for my usual trifecta of services: sin ropa, fucky/sucky, and multiple positiones and I offer up 200 pesos. She counters at 400 pesos and after a little back & forth I offer to split the difference & she eventually accepts. She takes me across the street & upstairs in the Hacienda, which now looks like a construction zone. When we were undressed and it was time to start off with my cbj, she refused my flavored condom – gave me a good BJ in her flavored condom brand. After the short cbj she insisted on a double condom with my flavored rubber on top. She called my rubber a gringo condom. I know I should have fought off the double cover more, but I didn’t want to argue since I don’t cum with even one condom on. For cowgirl she gave good eye contact. Very nice thin body for doggie. I screwed up by not having a cheaper piece of jewelry in my pack, tipped her with an electroplated 30 inch hip chain that cost me $5 ($28 original price tag) plus $2. Even though she had refused to accept my gringo flavored condom for the cbj, she requested & was given my remaining 2 flavored condoms.
It was the middle of tax season. I was loaded with work up to my eyeballs. I had one particularly tough estate income tax return related to a very large inheritance tax return I had finished in December. I knew that if I left for a weekend in TJ I better bring some tax work with me to do between sessions. This one tax return project had an estimated 10 to 12 hours of work to be performed. By taking this one giant tax file, I at least did not have to bring a bunch of little tax files with me to TJ. And besides, only the last 30 to 60 minutes of work on the project would require computer work. I could do the last work on it Sunday night, after I got back from TJ. The perfect file to work on in TJ – no risk because I didn’t need to bring my new laptop to do the necessary work.
Later that night I went strolling for SG’s again. No Monica forehead, nor Patima. So I turn the corner & find beautiful Jacqueline standing east of the Hotel Mini’s entrance. I begin with my same standard 200 peso SG offer, and Miss Yackuline wanted 500 pesos for my list of desired services. There was really nothing more to talk about with her, so I went two girls west and discussed my needs with Jasmine. She countered at 400, refused my 300.
I normally will not sweeten an offer more than one time. But I really wanted to take up this girl standing so close to Miss Yackooline that I found myself telling Jasmine that I thought she was muy muy bonito and hoped she would go up with me for trescientos y cincuenta pesos. Si was her response. On the way in to pay the 50 peso room fee we pass by this stunningly gorgeous blonde chica. I regretted not spotting her before I talked to Jasmine. The room we were assigned to was up very high, two flights of stairs from the desk.
Ever had one that looked better dressed than undressed? This Jasmine is one. Crappy BJ to boot. Very good eye contact in mish. However she was just another one of these chicas that liked to play with my man-boobs when she used her hands to rub during mish. Because her body was a disappointment, so was doggie. However, the worst and best was yet to come:
When we got to the greased HJ she had the worst technique. I could not get her to slow down also not to squeeze my dick too hard. She was not understanding. I got to the point that I was holding her hand and forcing her to slow down again & again. And because she was gripping my henry SO HARD, she kept rubbing it dry. I must have had her re-lube my pecker six or seven times during this long unpleasant HJ. A pool of astroglide was collecting under my ass. Then I get the one thing in TJ that I always dreaded, but only got once before: THE KNOCK BEFORE I WAS DONE
Often in TJ this means double the cost without double the pleasure. But now for the best part: Jasmine told them through the door that I was nearly basted. And she finally got the job done in only 60 more seconds! Appreciated. I was so happy that I dodged the dreaded double charge, at her discretion, that I gave her a much better tip than her lack of technique deserved: a $3 thick rope necklace & $3. I think she also got two flavored condoms.
Usually I tip after I clean myself off, often as I’m getting dressed. But as this session ended, I didn’t want her asking for overtime pay, so I quickly dished out the propina before she suggested any additional cash amount, which would surely exceed $3. Besides, I was fucking saturated in astroglide. I knew I would have to grab my pack & SG-rolled-up blue jeans into the bathroom to take a lightning quick shower. After she stops admiring her propina & begins a sink clean-up I run into the shower and grab the hot water spigot. She tells me “No – shower is $5 extra” I tell her OK & twist the handle – no hot water. I turn on the cold water & splash my groin for the entire 20 seconds I can endure and then run back into the room to towel down on the only thing I can use in the room: The four corners of my sheet with the oil slick center.
I never intended to pay any $5 extra to use the shower. We were up at the top level of this crappy fleabag hotel with exterior staircases– how the fuck would the desk clerk ever know? Was Jasmine going to tell them of my 20 second shower out of loyalty to her hotel/business partner?
I got my answer as I was drying my legs when Jasmine volunteered to collect the $5 shower fee by herself on behalf of the hotel. What a gal. When she put her hand out I at first considered putting my wet dick in it. But in the end I decided to smile & admire her ingenuity. I reached into my pants & gave her a wink with the $5. As I walked out of the mini, that same hot looking blonde flaca was still standing there, just two steps in the interior hallway from the alley sidewalk. As I walked past this blonde dream again, I thought to myself “if only I had seen her first”
Had an very early b-fast at La Esplanada. I arrived at 7:00 in the morning & it seemed like I opened the place with the staff. After eating I drove around to make sure I knew how to get to La Maison. I stopped in at Smart & Final where an unusual thing happened.
I bought a single bottle of tequila. On the shelves I believe all the prices are in pesos. There was a good premium brand of tequila in the glass locked case. I was surprised to see it on sale for only 203 pesos. I had a manager type guy unlock the case & hand it to me for purchase. I have plenty of pesos and dollars, but expected to use dollars here & use the pesos I was carrying for the next SG when I arrive back at LZ. To my surprise the computerized register rang up in US dollars and not pesos. However the really big surprise was the dollar amount: $61.85 ! WTF! Since when was the exchange rate 3 ½ pesos to the dollar? I told the clerk that was too high, the wrong price.
The manager with the key was nowhere to be seen & the clerk starts telling me that the price is correct because this is one of their very best tequilas. I tell the clerk that this bottle is on sale for 203 pesos, so the price in dollars should only be around $18. ( I low-balled that conversion since the best rate I found the day before for pesos was only 10,919) We walk back to the case, while the people behind me in line twiddled their fingers, and I showed the clerk the pesos sale price tag. An identical bottle remained on the spot tagged with the sale price ticket of 203 pesos. The clerk returned with me to the mile-long line. She could or would not change or re-ring the transaction in pesos, which I would have gladly used to get done with the transaction. Instead the manager who had unlocked the case for me reemerged after many more minutes. He entered a few codes into the register and surprise, it rang up $18.50.
When I returned to Levya, it was only a few minutes after 8:00 A.M.. I drove down Constitution & saw that none of the five or six girls on the entire street that early in the morning were doable. So I walked back down to Revo to window shop & walk off a very good breakfast. Walking back I saw & talked to Adrian, just south of the Irma, part-way up the hill. 200 pesos confirmed for trifecta. I told Adrian “diaz minutos” & she smile & nodded. As I raced back to the Levya, I passed by ANOTHER incredibly thin attractive SG outside the entrance to the Moachian Hotel. She wore these blue jeans that showed off the tightest little spinner ass. A blue jean dream. And I had to pass this one by (whom I’d never seen before) to go do Adrian.
Passed the blue jean dream on my return walk to Adrian while carrying my SG pack. Adrian was engaged in conversation with her amigas when I returned, passed the Irma’s entrance, and walked 10 to 12 more paces up the hill to tap on Adrian’s shoulder & interrupt her socializing with work. I had two previous great sessions with Adrian on prior trips. Before she let me play with her clitty while in cowgirl and was getting better at giving me my favored BBHJ finish, BUT THIS THIRD SESSION WITH HER WAS NOT THE CHARM. Not as interested in the thumb thang on her clit this time around. Suddenly now she was insisting on a condom in place for jerk. I barely got off with her shitty CHJ. I overtipped her with a $5 thin rope hip chain plus a $2 bill. I only had one of the better pieces of jewelry with me because I only expected a great session. On my walk back to the Levya, I passed blue jean dream again, and thought “if only I had seen HER first”
I got in a good three billable hours work on my tax file back at my room at the Levya. I looked at the time on my cellphone & saw it was high noon. So I had a big decision to fuck up: SG first, or lunch first. My stomach growled & I you know which decision I made, the wrong one of course.
I left the room without my SG pack. Started walking to the restaurant in the alley. I see blue jean dream again buying a huge order of freshly cut-up fruit from a roaming vendor. I stand right next to her, but she is giving the vendor her undivided attention. Instead of continuing to just stand there being unnoticed, I walk across the street & stand in front of the Najera Hotel. Watching for my opportunity to approach blue jean dream. Instead this fruit purchase seemed to take up more time than it takes to buy a car. As I stand on the Najear corner of the alley I gaze down the alley. My eyes fix on Jasmine of the Hotel Valentina at exactly the same time her eyes fix in on me! This Jasmine is a known fun ride for me.
Why don’t I have my street girl pack with me Oh yeah, I wanted to eat first. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I race back to the Leyva, then race back to where blue jean dream is. She’s pigging out on fruit with her amigos, doesn’t look up. I verrrrrrrry sloooooooowly walk past blue jean dream as she pigs out on the fruit. As soon as I am lined up with the center of the alley, I peer down at Jasmine – who is peering back at me. On to Jasmine for my lunch. Confirmed trescientos pesos in two seconds & up Jasmine & I went. Another great fun session. But I again got the knock before the parade had finished marching through. The good Jasmine did the same as the crappy Jasmine and also told the knocker what to stick it up his knocker. Jasmine was someone I wanted to give a good 30 inch hip chain to, I even planned to give it to her as a pre-delivered propina so she could wear it in session. But I was not carrying any good 30 inchers at the moment, so I gave her a propina of a $2 bill and a 20 inch thin rope necklace that cost $3.
Three more billable hours, sin chica, in my room at the Levya. Its getting close to four o’clock. Time for a late afternoon snack. Load up the SG pack with 30 inch chain & set my sights for an immediate repeater with the good Jasmine. She’s not there. But I see Sandy in front of the Hotel Cascades. Sandy accepts our established rate of doscientos. I decide to do something out of my regular sequence, and do the Jasmine fantasy. I give Sandi the 30 inch thin rope hip chain & suggest she put it on and wear it for our session. Handed it right there on the sidewalk & asked her to put it on. As she walked up the stairs she tried putting it on, but embarrassment, she was a little too thick to wear it.
Up in the room Sandi asks me: No Cuartos? Previous times I did her were during overnight stays at Cascades – She’s a good morning chica. I tell her I’m staying at the Levya. I ask if she would go to the Levya when her work is over for another session. Si she says. And we determine that I can come around to get her at 6:00 that night. When we wrap up the current session in the Cascades S/T room I have her give me a hand job in the position Rosie taught me on the last Alleyscat, where we both lay head to toe and diddle with each others privates. I think she might have gotten a little turned on – she got all flush. Tip was $4 (plus the hip chain/necklace). When I left Cascades I looked at the time on my cellphone, it was 4:52. Damn barely more than an hour of recovery before I’m doing that again.
At exactly six I show up at the lobby. Sandy indicates that I should go around & meet her at the other entrance (Northside on Coahuila) in just two minutes. I walk around the corner & wait , & wait, & wait. Where is Sandy? Finally I look around the street and not just the hotel entrance, and there in Sandy standing in front of Bar Tropical, waiving to get my attention. Apparently it is better for her if she is not seen leaving with customers to go to other places.
We go to my room at the Levya. As usual, the second session with a chica is always more satisfying/fulfilling. And the fact that I gave her an unsolicited raise to 250 pesos guaranteed a memorable performance by a pro like her. My raise was my thank you for her coming to my room – I essentially gave her the saved S/T room fee. Because of the relatively short time since my prior pop with her, I took me 30 to 35 minutes to pop with her a second time.
I got in another 2 hours of billable work. Finished in eight hours what normally would have taken 10 or 12 hours to do if I was in the office getting interrupted all day long. Seems like I got nearly $800 of billable work done in between fucks today. Finding TJ this year sure helped make tax season a lot more enjoyable this year. Looks like this weekend I might earn more money in TJ than I spend there. Closed up the paper work and hit the alley. Still no sign of Monica (forehead) all weekend.
I hit the alley at like 9:30 or so. The alley looks far different than I’ve ever seen it before. A massive sausage fest. No cars are allowed in. The alley is roped-off And all these sausages are spilling into the alley. The big boxing match has just ended and all the guys are leaving the bargirls and looking for street girls. Hey, I want a SG. Looks like I’m fucked. I step up to the Good Jasmine three steps behind another monger. Too late.
But she made eye contact with me & smiled. I decide to wait, taking a few steps back, all the way to the curb, to give him his space. Only fair thing to do. And also the dude was seven or eight inches taller than me & very athletic looking. They talked for a long time & I thought it looked like he was gonna fold, but in the end he took her up. Shit. I knifed through the crowd to Cascades – no chicas solo. Same with the Teresa & Edwardo across the street. I walked down to the Najera Hotel. The only chica solo over there looked like she just lost the prizefight. I look across the street and see a little blonde chica standing two steps in the Mini Hallway. It was her again, the little blonde flaca dream from last night.
And she was standing at attention looking for a customer. At warp speed I was smiling in her face telling her she was muy bonita. I told her what I wanted her to do for me. Before I could name my price she named hers: $40. I told her I usually pay 300 pesos for these things. She went to pesos, but stood firm at 400 of them. In fact she told me I needed to pay 400 pesos very politely and professionally several times. I paused…. I looked up at the sky waiting for thunder to smite me down. For I knew that I was about to spit in the face of that dual gods of SG mongering: The dual Gods WestFargo & JTull. I felt shameful & lustful all at the same moment. With other mongers lined up behind me, nipping at my heels, I looked Alejandra/Jackie of Mexico City (going by Alejandra tonight) over with an overly exaggerated full body glare & said “Baby you look like your worth every centavos in 400 pesos, lets go”
Every god should be as merciful as the dual gods that didn’t smite at that moment, but instead let me enjoy sweet Alejandra. Both great experiences & great disapontment were to await me. You can’t cross gods and expect to be delivered to heaven.
Her sucking action was superb, her left elbow ramming into my ribcage was not.
Her body was thin, but very soft, not tight & firm
Her legs were gorgeous, but whats the deal with her breasts?
There was something ugly and misshaped about them that went beyond just the inverted nipples.
When she finished the cbj, and removed her elbow from in between two of my ribs, I was in for an even greater shock: She asked me matter-of-factly if I wanted to fuck sin condom. I immediately declined that offer and requested covered cowgirl.
I was now in for the treat of the weekend. This slim, beautiful creature plopped down on my cock AND THEN ANCHORED THE TOPS OF HER FEET TO THE INSIDE OF MY THIGHS. Her feet push my legs far apart as her entire body rode up and down on my member driven almost entirely by the flexations of her legs. Her humping motions and facial expressions went beyond mere sexiness but were distinctly vixenish. She new her motion in this position was very special and smiled when I complimented her on proving her worth. All the other positions were executed with equal skill, if not as much flair to go with her excellent eye contact. She needed almost no guidance on hand jib speed & pressure, performed excellently there as well.
I had already paid her enough, and, since she was not repeat material due to the sin condom offer, I did not tip her. A rarety for me when I cum.
I finally saw Monica forehead after finishing with Alejandra on my way back to the hotel levya. Where have you been? I asked. Can I come back in a couple of hours? She confirmed her shift would not be over in a couple hours
But I was done. Back at the Levya I remember turning on the TV as I started watching the news. When I awoke it was daylight, and the TV was still on. Alleyscat #3 had just one more morning left to it.
By Porker on Friday, April 29, 2005 - 01:33 am: Edit |
Scatman, great report, as usual. Your obvious enthusiasm for the TJ scene makes them a great read. And while I wince a lot at what you're paying for what you're getting (admittedly, I'm very jaded about TJ after my experiences in Asia), as long as YOU'RE happy, that's the key. Please keep on plugging and then reporting the dirty details here.
By Scatmandoo on Friday, April 29, 2005 - 07:55 am: Edit |
Thanks Porker.
No joke about this: I currently getting lesson from JTull2 himself.
It may not help with some of the "contract" levels I've already established with a few street fixtures, but the new girls should cost less.
The dude HAD to help me. The way I was headed I might have messed up his pricing abilities.