Originally posted in 2011/10 RT Gooch - Two Days in Trujillo, Peru

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...Badanys is supposedly one of the two top clubs in Trujillo, and I would believe that. The club was not far from the center of town (no more than a four sol ride, and all the taxi drivers know it). The place in Lima it most reminded me of was Kilate, except Badanys is larger, had more girls, and I thought that the girls were just a tad better-looking. Admission was (I think) 10 soles, which included a beer, and drinks were 10, or 20, or 30 soles, depending on what you ordered. I think that I may have only paid 5 sols for a bottle of water, but I wasn’t paying close attention by that time of night.

There were girls, they were young and pretty, and there were a lot of them. Three guys entering (one of them a big gringo) did not escape the girls’ notice, and many of them did their best to catch our attention. We avoided all advances while watching the show (standard Peruvian stripper shows), but finally, we started making friends.

My first amiga was young, pretty, thin and friendly. She planted herself on my lap and we got to talking. The first subject was, “Will I buy her a drink? They’re only 20 soles.” I told her ok, and the waiter appeared with her drink and asked me for 30 soles. It turns out that to get a 20 sol drink, you have to ORDER a 20 sol drink, and my girl didn’t do that. We got her drink changed, and the discussion turned to the exit fee. It cost, she said, 100 soles to the house and 150 to her for two hours at my hotel. I checked with one of my local friends, and he confirmed that I was quoted the correct rate. The next thing I knew, her drink was gone, and she wanted another. I told her that I knew she got commissions on the drinks, but she needed to slow down some. I guess my Spanish wasn’t good enough, because she kept asking me for another drink, time, and time, and time, and time again. I summoned up enough Spanish to tell her that we were no longer a couple, and threw her back into the lake.

I consulted with one of my friends, and it turned out that his first choice and my second choice were two girls who were hanging out together. We called them both over (they were amongst the crew trying to get our attention earlier), and get settled in. My friend’s girl was a little more aggressive in the club, flashing her ass and being playful with us all, whereas mine was a little more sedate. Karen was from Tarapoto (which seems to be a hotbed of pretty young ladies), with long streaked hair, a nice rack, and a pretty smile. She asked me what went wrong with my first choice. I told Karen that she was my first choice, but she was busy, so I settled for the other girl. The problem with the other girl was, I said, that she drank too quickly. I told Karen that I understood that drinks=money to the girls, but it was MY money, so she needed to slow down. Karen took the hint, and only drank two drinks in the hour we spent cuddling (her) and fondling (me) in the club.

We finally left with my amigo and his date. He dropped us off at my hotel, where Karen and I enjoyed a very pleasant, non-rushed hour and a half in bed. We spent a while just laying in bed making out, and after, Karen did whatever I wanted (covered, and I am not all that adventurous), and we finished in a multiple-position blaze of glory. She got dressed and let me take a couple of clothed pictures to remember her by. I gave her 20 soles and walked her to the street to get a cab back to the club...

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