Web page link added

This chicas photos do not do her justice. She is much cuter in person in my opinion.

But thanks Admin (Hombre)

Hello.

I've done this. Here's the story:

First, some background: I'm not new to this hobby. I've had a lot of experience in Germany. I've also been to most of the Nevada brothels, but I quit going to them because they got to be a very expensive crap shoot. I will only gamble what I can afford to lose.

But I've made just two trips to Mexico for sex. Once, years ago, two buddies who knew the ropes took me around the Zona and the AB. Another time, much later, a friend and I visited Anthony's in Ensenada. Both times were interesting, but not great.

Since then, I never thought much about Mexico until a week and a half ago, when a buddy sent me the URL to the tjexotics site as an FYI. Interesting, I thought. Desirable gals, or at least the pictures say so. Prices higher than the typical Zona bar flings, but much more reasonable then the Nevada scene. A real possibility.

I decide to check it out. I buy the 20-dollar VIP membership to the TER site so I can read "the juicy details." I want the lady who gives the best time and the least hassle. I also want the lady who lives in the safest area. Jazmin is that lady, the reviewers say.

so, I send Jazmin an e-mail with photo attached, like her web site directs. I want to see her next Sunday at noon. I want the 2-hour option. Jazmin replies that same day to confirm.

Any questions, she asks? She calls me "chiquito." Strange she would call me "little one."

Later, I buy a membership for this board, so I can learn from those who have gone before and possibly help those who have yet to go.

Next Sunday morning comes. I drive the 75 minutes from south Orange County to the Last Exit in the USA. I leave the car at World Parking and pay seven dollars for the privilege. I then follow the shuffling masses past the duty-free shops and through the turnstiles. I want to time it so Jazmin and I arrive at our meeting place at the same time. I don't want to loiter.

Once in Mexico, I make the sharp right-hand turn toward the 6-block cluster of Farmacias and find the one where Jazmin said we'd meet. I still have time before my appointment. As I pass by each store front, white-coated men and women emerge. Hello, Sir, they call. We can get you anything you need. One even drops me a conspiratorial wink. "Steroids?" he asks. Do I need 'em that bad, I wonder?

Taxi drivers also try to entice me. Where you want to go, amigo? they ask. This is it, I tell them. I'm here.

At a quarter past 12, a car pulls up that could be Jazmin's. It is her behind the wheel. I get in. She's wearing shades and a clingy long-sleeved dress. In my best "Sesame Street" Spanish, I wish her a good afternoon, give her my name, and ask her how she is. She apologizes for being late. Crazy traffic, she says. Then, I get a nice kiss.

Jazmin drives away from the Farmacia and into that crazy TJ traffic. I hope she drives fast and well, and she does. We get to her place exactly four minutes later (I timed it).

As we walk from the attended lot to her apartment, Jazmin takes my hand. Her own hand is delicate and soft. I get a first good look at her figure. Jazmin's cute and petite. In my estimation, she stands five-three, weighs a buck twenty-five, and is anywhere between 22 and 30 years old. She's no hardbody, but that's okay, because I'm not always after that.

Her apartment is neat and sparsely furnished, but comfortable. She offers a drink. I decline. She sits on my lap, facing me, and we begin to kiss and cuddle. After a couple minutes, she excuses herself. I hear her talking in Spanish with someone. Her roommate, probably. She returns wearing a sheer black negligee and thong panties. She takes off my shirt and undoes my pants as we continue to make out. We make our way to the bedroom and help one another strip.

Inside the room, Jazmin makes sure I get my full two hours, and then it's time to go. I settle our account before we leave the apartment. There's a statue of Mary in a nook carved into a wall in the tiny courtyard. Jazmin pauses for a moment to genuflect in front of it.

Back on the road, Jazmin avoids most of the border traffic by taking surface streets. At one point, she takes me down Revolution to point out Adelita Bar and Chicago Club. This is the first time I've seen either club in the light of day.

We reach La Linea at a quarter to three. The ped line looks pretty bad now. It stretches past the long-distance taxi stands. I consider renting a bike for five bucks, as Jazmin suggests, but decide against it. I want to see how this line moves, for the sake of journalistic curiosity. Jazmin kisses me goodbye, I get out of the car, and she drives away.

I get in line behind youngsters carrying surfboards and oldsters carrying plastic bags full of cheap pharmaceuticals. Fortunately, as bad as it looks, the ped line moves well. Only one hour after Jazmin let me go, I'm through Customs, across the border, and headed north on the I-5.

Adventure over.

In the car, I think about the basic economics of the Zona. I know guys can, and do, get what they want for fifty or even less, depending upon whom, where, and when. Still, I was glad to pay extra, this time, because I felt it was worth it.

Service-wise Jazmin did better than fine. I got something simple and good for my 250 bones: two hours and three nice pops, at eighty-three and change per. The menu included BBBJTC, a massage, several sexual positions, and a shower with her scrubbing my back. And, she was a real trooper. She worked extra hard to coax that third pop out of me, when I thought I had nothing left, and she finally succeeded.

Yes, I paid a lot but I got a lot. But, I think the best thing was not getting what I didn't pay for:

I'm talking about taxi fares, cover charges, drink minimums, room fees, and requests for fichas or propinas.

Crowds, noise, pickpockets, pushy meseros, and boozed-up hotheads looking for fights.

Assembly line-style sessions, grotty short-time rooms, and the knock that seems to come five minutes too early.

Not a bad deal, really, everything considered.

But would I do this again? I'd like to. But I don't like being here alone. I worry about what could go wrong: jealous novios, homicidal rateros, angry club owners, the corrupt Policia, and things I've never considered.

I'll have to think more about it. We'll see.

Story over.

Goodbye.

Nice story.

I cannot think of any escort in the US that would provide so much service for that amount of cash, AND pick you up and drop you off.

I think the mistake that most people are making is that they compare Jazmin to the AB chicas and there really is no comparison. The deceptive aspect is the money, for sure, Jazmin in more expensive than a bar chica, but she is also far less expensive than the equivalent thing just 30 minutes north.

I rarely only stuck around for one session at AB so I ended up spending the same amount of money as with the escort provider.

Especially for repeat customers, the escort method is ideal when you only have so much time to spend there.

I like the sexy picture that has been added to her link above. For some reason, it kind of reminds me of a playboy advertisement.

I am amazed at how well she has kept everyone from talking about her on this website. She definitely has rules that her "subjects" must follow in order to "come back" again.

One of them is to never write about her on the internet, except for good TER reviews (but that requirement only works on guys who still want to see her again).

Recently she has told various people that she is retiring for good in July, but in my opinion, her past history says otherwise.

Most likely, she will be back after a summer vacation with her kids (provided her funds last that long).

Then again, she might be finally moving up the major leagues, intending to only cater to high rollers.

With that in mind, the retirement of Jazmin however is a good way to disconnect herself from her current clientele without burning too many bridges behind her.

Either way, most of you will have to do without hearing her encourage you with "Si, MAAAS Papi" for some period of time.

Don't worry however, there are plenty of other chicas who will endearingly call you papi, or amiguito, or amigocho, or viejito, or chiqito.

Retiring for good is correct.

Jazmin was sighted this week in Adelitas having a drink with a friend. Apparently she has gained a couple of pounds but other than than, she looks pretty much the same.

Ironically I was in Adelitas the night before and the night right afterwards, so it was fate that we did not run into each other. One thing about that chica, once you get on her bad side, it is nearly impossible to get back on her good side again.

And that goes for women as well as men, as her ex-friends that are female have all told me the exact same story.

Oh well, just be careful around her with your money and your heart. She knows how to work both very well to her advantage.

Jazmin (now using Jazmin GFE) is back in Tijuana and staying "permanently", in her words. Link at the top of the page is not current. Will send admin the new one.
I have been with her several times. She is more than a "Girl Friend Experience"....more exciting than any girlfriend I ever had.