This was my first trip to Juarez on Saturday August 11, 2001.

After checking out the area during the day and planning my route, it was now time to hit the
clubs. BTW, the best way to reach this club is to go straight down Avenida Juarez (main road
after crossing the Santa Fe bridge) to Martinez. This street sign is located on the side of the
building. It’s not like a street sign in the USA. Turn right on Martinez and this will take you straight to the San Souci / Casa Colorada. The club is located on the southwest corner of
Martinez and Ocampo.

I enter the club around 10:00 PM (MST) and head straight for the bar. I order a Corona and turn to check out what was available. I was kind of disappointed. There were only about 4 girls
in the club at this time. Later when I left there were around 8 to 10 girls all sitting at the bar. Nothing at that time really caught my eye. I decided I’d have one more beer and if nothing shows up, then I’d head for the Panama Club.

So I turned back to the bar and took a drink of my beer, when out of nowhere appears a beautiful
senorita sitting next to me. She ask me to buy her a beer and my first response to her was
“No...Not right now.” I wanted to see if anything better would show up. Plus, I never got a good look at her body. This didn’t work though! She responded right back with “por que?” At this time I could feel her casting some kind of spell on me. I told her “luego.” I thought after two rejections, she would move on to another customer. WRONG!! She’s not going to give up yet. Just one beer, she replied? I was fighting hard and then looked in those sparkling eyes of hers. At this moment I knew that I had just lost this battle. Her spell had hit me full force.

I turned to the bartender and ordered dos Corona’s. While drinking our beers and attempting
pathetic conversation, she makes the offer. Do you want to fuck? I’ll also give you a suck with
no condom and a massage. After a quick look at her body, a final look around the room, a look
into those eyes, I then knew that she was the one for the night. Cuanto, I ask her. This is when she calls the manager over. The manager tells me to follow her so we can talk in private. So off we go to discuss the price.

We go into a little room and she wants to know if I walked to the club or took a taxi. I tell her I walked. This brought smiles to the faces of the two ladies. $50 dollars for the girl and the room. I asked her how much time I’d have. She responds with “How much time do you want?” I got the feeling I’d have as much time as I needed. She suggested 40 minutes. It’s a deal. I found no reason to negotiate the price, because I was expecting the price to be $70 or $80. A $5 tip to the manager and away the senorita and I go up to the bedroom. Some older lady brings a roll of toilet paper and a condom. I tip her $5 and there’s no inspection for me. I have this clean cut look, so maybe that’s why I didn’t get inspected.

As I watched the senorita undress, I saw that she was everything I wanted. No tattoos, real
boobs, no fat, and no shrapnel (no body piercing’s).

When I took my clothes off, I could see that “Hank” (yes, I have a name for my buddy) isn’t up for the occasion. The senorita wants me to lay down on the bed so she can try to help “Hank” out a little bit. She started with a BBBJ and then a hand job. This got “Hank” to awaken, but only to about half mast. Everything she tried just couldn’t get “Hank” to fully arise. This was probably due to my nervousness of this whole new experience.

After about 15 or 20 minutes of hard work by the senorita, I asked her to just lay next to me and take a break. She laid next to me and embraced me in her loving arms. She then began kissing me on the face and then.......BINGO!!!! Guess who wants to play now? Yes guys, “Hank” has
awaken to full mast. The senorita quickly starts back with a hand job and puts the condom over
his head. The rest you have to leave to your own imagination. We end the bedroom session
with us exchanging massages.

After the session was over, the senorita asked me for a tip. I wish she wouldn’t have done that. I wanted to be the one to offer the tip to her for the excellent service. Anyway, when I gave her a tip, she did a “Hail Mary” prayer to show her thanks. This really touched me, to see how much happiness an extra $20 could make a person. This is something I’ve never seen in the USA. I then asked the senorita to join me for a beer, and she gladly accepted.

When we were through with our beers, it was time for me to let this senorita go and try to make some more money from other customers. For some reason, she didn’t want me to go. One more
beer, she says. This kind of surprised me. From what I observed throughout the night, she received
$20 out of the $50 for the bedroom session and $1 for each round of beers that we drank. Why she would stay with me instead of making another $20, was beyond me.

After another round of beers, I soon felt myself drifting off back in time to the old wild west days of the 1800's. I felt like the cowboy that Marty Robbins sang about in that song “EL
PASO.” I was the cowboy in the Mexican cantina, with the senorita in my arms. She was also
singing softly to me along with the Mexican music in the background. Another look deeply in
those eyes of hers and I can’t help but to kiss her. She responds favorably with returned kisses. Does this woman know how to make you feel good or what?

Unfortunately, last call came and it was time for me to saddle up and return across the border.
One last kiss, a promise to visit her again in September, and this Odyssey was now over.

I will look for this senorita again in September, but doubt we’ll cross paths again. Somewhere inside me, I feel that this Mexican angel was sent down from the heavens just to make one of the most memorable nights of my life. I seriously doubt that my next trip could be any better than this one, but who knows? I’ll just have to wait and see.

From the badlands of New Mexico, it’s time for me to say adios and buenos noches.

That was a first-rate post my friend. Kind of took me back to a time in my youth especially the last few lines...

Like you said, you probably won't cross paths again, but you never know. If you do, it will be hard to recapture the feeling of your first time.

I have never been to Juarez before. Maybe next summer. I know it's a big place, with no question some sort of danger lurking about. But if you don't look for trouble, your chances of finding it are a lot less than if you do...hasta luego compa' y gracias por habernos dado un mensaje tan conmovedor...

Do you happen to remember this girl's name, amigo?

By the way, I enjoyed your post. You may get slammed by a few posters here for being so generous with the $20 tip, but I say, what the heck, you were on a mini-vacation, right? So who cares? I just don't go along with that theory that a little generousity will drive the prices up for others, since the vast majority of the "others" are die-hard skinflints right down to their DNA. But a $5 tip would have been well received, also. If you didn't have an exceptional time you can just say, "No, no puedo hoy." (I can't today.) The $50 price was about right for a slow night, but if the place is busy that old bitch who took you back in the little room by the bathrooms, Ortencia, won't settle for less than $60. There is a female negotiator there, also, who is a little more reasonable, but not much.

Regarding the times in the rooms, I have made an interesting discovery. If you go on a slow Saturday or Sunday afternoon, and the girl really likes you, they will leave you alone long enough to have her twice. It's all up to her.

For $150 you can also stay all night in the rooms with the girl. I am waiting to hear from a poster who is willing to spend the night in the whorehouse, because I think it might be an interesting experience...

DO NOT THROW MONEY AWAY LIKE THAT.

It is violently excessive and completely un-necessary. $5 for a roll of toilet paper? I have never heard of anyone tipping a dime for TP. You should have goten the whole session for that $20 tip. Do you know the average daily wage in Mexico? It is $8.

By the way . . . San Souci is french for "no vagina". It was most likely a TV/TS bar.

Gregorio,

I'm glad to bring a little bit of happiness to you from my post. I wrote the post mostly for myself, so I could look back at it when I would be feeling down.

In a sense, I kind of don't want to cross paths with her again. Like you said..."It would be hard to recapture the feeling of that night." That senorita could be a totally different person than she was that night. A bad experience the next time would only wipe out the wonderful memories I have of her now.

Dreamingeagle,

Her name was Letty #1. There must be more than one Letty working there.

You're right about the mini-vacation. Actually, it was just a Saturday adventure. I was having a good time and I spread my happiness with others. I wasn't there to analyze every tip that I gave. The senorita put a lot of effort into satisfying me in the bedroom and I rewarded her for her accomplishment. I admit it was a lot to give for a tip, but 'til this day...I don't regret it one bit.

The way I see it, maybe the tip was the reason she stayed with me on the couch until closing. I thought the object of the game was for the club to make as much money as possible. She could've easily made a quick $20 from some other customer, but instead stayed with me.

Anyway, all my worries and fears from everyday life were non-existent that night, and that's all that matters to me.

El Cabrio,

Sorry to ruffle your feathers!! At least others can learn from my mistakes. I really didn't have any idea on who to tip and how much. I just remember reading some post about Juarez from a few years ago. I remember these guys mentioning tipping the TP lady anywhere from 1 to 3 dollars for the condom and TP.

Maybe someone should write a post on "Recommended Tipping Procedures."

You are not going to get any session with any nice looking girl at Casa Colorado for $20...

I have repeatedly heard posters brag about getting laid in Juárez for $30 or so only to put 2 and 2 together later and figure out my cock would not get hard for those fat girls they are fucking if it was free.

Nor do the girls at Casa give a flip who is working for $8 a day. I know one who is making $800 a week.

And if somebody wants to tip a girl $20, who cares? This is a ridiculous argument which never seems to die on these forums.

Niave tourists support the gouge the gringo methods of seperarating a gringo from there money. This is chronic with the yellow cabs in TJ at the border. They want rediculous prices. You just walk in a different direction and you can get the ride at a fair prices. Stuopidly throwing money around has one effect: they expect more money from the next "rich" gringo. Negotiation and bargaining skills are a big part of Mexican culture.

It's the same with the taxi drivers in Juárez, and there is no need to shower money on people, I agree. But I don't see the point on shouting at someone because they tip a girl $20.

By the way . . . it's "Sans Souci" not "San Souci", and it does not mean "no vagina". It is French, true, but it means "without worry" or "without concern".

THIS IS MY SECOND VISIT TO JUAREZ - 09/05/01

It's late Wednesday morning and it's time to head on down to El Paso. I arrive at the Motel 6 somewhere around 3:30 PM. I decide to grab a bite to eat and then get a couple hours of sleep before heading over to Juarez.

Walking across the bridge that leads into Mexico, I start to get this uneasy feeling. It's the question that's been tearing at me since my first visit to Juarez. Do I want to try to recapture that first experience or do I want to leave it alone and remember it as one of the most memorable experiences of my life?

I'm now standing at the corner of Degollado and Martinez, and still undecided. "Panama" to the left or "Sans Souci" straight ahead? I'd better decide fast, because I've been targeted by one of the street girls and she's scary looking. One deep breath and my month long question has been answered. "Sans Souci" here I come. I guess I do want to try to recapture that first experience.

Now comes another question. How will she respond to me when she sees me? Will she even remember me? I'm sure most of you guys can relate to what's going through my mind at this moment. You must have had a favorite senorita that touched your heart in one way or another.

I finally made it through the red curtains that lead into the club. As I head for the bar, I start looking over the girls trying to see a familiar face. I'm not even sure what the senorita looks like. Nobody looks familiar except for the bartender. As I'm about to take a seat at the bar, I notice the back of one of the girl's head. This kind of looks like the senorita that made my first Juarez experience so memorable.

Suddenly I feel a pain in my heart as I watch another customer sit next to her. Why am I feeling broken hearted? I'm supposed to be a monger in training, not some stupid gringo having feelings for some whore.

I'll get a beer and ask the bartender if she's working tonight. This will answer a couple of questions. (1) Does the senorita still work here and (2) Is this girl sitting on the couch the one?

I can't believe how much pressure I'm feeling waiting for the answer. Finally, the answer comes out of the bartender's mouth.
"NO, she doesn't work on Wednesday's." Whew!! I feel so much better now that I know she still works here, but I also feel sad that I won't be seeing her on this night. One chance gone with one chance remaining before my vacation ends. I sure hope I see her on Saturday night, because it won't be until October that I'll have a chance to see her again.

Oh well, I wanted to check out "Panama" anyway.

To be continued...

SATURDAY NIGHT - 09/08/01

After a wasted trip to Nogales (this place is LAME), it's back to El Paso/Juarez to try and find the "Sans Souci" senorita. If I don't find her tonight, I'll probably never have the desire to come back to Juarez. I don't want to come back and have an experience like I did at the "Panama."

Walking across the bridge, I have a good feeling about the night ahead. I guess I'm becoming more relaxed with the Juarez scene.

As I approach "Sans Souci", I notice something different about the place. There's laughter coming from the inside. This place has been pretty mellow the last couple of times I've been here. Not this time though. This place is packed tonight. I find the only open bar stool and sit down for a beer. The bartender wants to know if I'm with the "Pappa Smurf" group. WHO??? WTF is the "Pappa Smurf" group? Anyway, she assumes that I'm not with them.

Time to look around the room to see if I recognize the senorita, but I don't see her. I ask the bartender if she's working tonight. At first I heard her say "NO", and my heart just stopped. All the questions that had been tearing at me, will never be answered.

BUT WAIT!!! One of the chica's corrects her and tells me that she'll be here in a few minutes. About 10 minutes later I hear the bartender yell out "Letti". I turn around and there stands a beautiful senorita. I'm still not positive if this is the same girl as a month ago. She tells me "hi" and now I know from her voice that this is the same senorita.

I offer her my bar stool, but she wants us to share it. As I sit down, she immediately wraps her arms around me. I asked her if she remembered me, because this was one of the questions I really needed answered. She said "yes" and even told me the exact bar stool that I was sitting in the first time we met. She then told me how we both sat on the sofa the rest of the night after the session. By now I'm thoroughly convinced that I haven't been forgotten.

After a couple of beers, Julia comes by and says that me and the senorita should be talking upstairs. (BTW..Julia is the negotiator.) I couldn't agree more, so off to the privado room we all go. I asked how much it will be this time. Since it's so crowded, I thought they'd charge me more. Julia tells me it will be the same as the last time. I guess she remembered me also. $50 for the senorita and a $5 tip for Julia and up to the room we go.

We both start stripping down, but I stop her after she takes her dress off. I want to finish undressing her. I also let her finish undressing me. When she took off my underwear, I big grin comes across her face. "Hank" is at full mast tonight. She gives me the "SHAME SHAME" wave of the finger. What can I say? I just shrug my shoulders and smile back at her.

We both fall onto the bed and begin kissing. She then begins kissing me all over with a little bite here and there. This is a big turn on. Another BBBJ and I'm about to come. I quickly offer to let me please her. My turn to kiss her all over. After a couple of minutes, she motions for "Hank" to do his thing. "Hank" didn't let me or the senorita down tonight.

I give her a full body massage and the session is over. We go back downstairs and sit on the sofa and kiss like girlfriend/boyfriend until my money is gone. It's time for me to leave.

Tonight was even better than my first Juarez visit. I was treated like one of the family by the employees. Even the picture guy cut me a deal on a photo with the senorita.

Tonight I found "Paradise" in a little place called "SAN SOUCI." I can only wonder how much better this can get before it all comes crashing down. I'll have to wait until mid October to find out.

Adios amigos

More on the meaning of Sans Souci: It is French meaning "no worries" but Ricardo, who owns the place, tells me that the name means "Happy House" in German! Go figure....

I have never met Papa Smurf personally, but I understand he runs back and forth across the border drumming up business for the Casa Colorado, mostly truckers it seems.

I will dredge out my german dictionary later, but Sans Souci is colloquial french for "carefree". Nothing to do with vaginas or transvestites.

Saturday 10/13/01

I expected the Sans Souci to be dead on this Saturday night, but how wrong I was. This
was the busiest I've ever seen it. It must've been Papa Smurf night again. He must give some
advanced notice, because there were a lot of the girls there.

I showed up ½ hour before Lety usually shows up. I like to get her before some other customer
snags her. Well a few steps through the door, I start to look for a seat at the bar. Before I even find a seat, someone is tapping me on the back of my leg with their foot. I turn around and guess who it is? Yep...it's Lety sitting with some other chica in the first couple of bar stools as you walk in the bar. By the way...that is how she spells her name. It's short for Leticia...which she hates. Well none of the stupid Papa Smurf guys had chosen her (at least not in the past ½ hour). That's their loss and my gain, as I immediately claimed the girl I'd be with on this night. I kind of felt bad for one of the girls that was leaving while I was talking
with Lety. She must not of made much money, because she was crying as she left. This wouldn't be the last tears that I'd see on this night. More on that to come later.

After a couple of minutes, Julia shows up to greet me. She never forgets me and neither does
Rosie the bartender. I love the hospitality I get from these two women. They're one of the
reasons I keep coming back to this bar.

After a couple of beers with Lety, Julia insist that I should get upstairs and talk later. I don't know why she always hurries us upstairs. She knows we'll eventually go up. OK OK...So up to the room we go. Inside the bedroom, Lety does something that kind of surprised me. She fills
up the sink with water, and tells me to come over and take a shower with her. I think...."A
shower? This is strange." Not knowing what to expect, I walk over somewhat hesitantly. She
then lathers up her hand with soap and gives "Hank" a wash job. I've had blow jobs and hand jobs, but a wash job is a first for me. After we finish with our shower, she tells me that we're both nice and clean. It makes me respect her a lot since she wants to be clean.

Foreplay was much more fun than the prior sessions with her. I feel so comfortable with her
now. Totally different than my first trip to Juarez. I was so uncomfortable with everybody and
everything back then. Anyway, there was a lot of tickling and biting going on. One time when I
was kissing her, I decided to bite her lip. Of course she wanted to retaliate, so I let her bite me back. Stupid me wanted to show her that she couldn't hurt me by letting her know that I could
barely even feel it. After a few bites, she finally just clamped down on my lip. Well this hurt like hell, so I figured it would be best to move on to something different.

I did notice how she disconnects from reality. I watched how during any sex act she would
close her eyes and seem to drift off into some other world. She would seem to psych herself out
to perform the act. It was a really strange feeling for me to see this. Actually, it was a turn off for me. I didn't even finish. Since she always insist on taking the condom off, she also saw that I didn't finish and wanted to finish me off with a hand job. I agreed, but she went right back into that disconnect mode. It was too much for me to watch, so I told her
to stop and just lay next to me. As soon as she laid next to me she was back to the Lety that
I've grown to like. An overall fun session, but a disturbing feeling of how much this girl actually likes what she does for a living.

Back down stairs and straight to the couch we go for our normal beer drinking and kissing. I
find this much more satisfying than the actual sex. I also kind of think she feels the same way. Maybe this is why she sticks with me until closing time or until I leave. As long as she's making money for herself and the bar, the management leaves her alone. That is just a thought of mine. Maybe someday when I learn enough spanish, I'll ask her why she doesn't go and try to get the big money.

Just a couple more things. I did see a transvestite in the bar that night. It was so obvious. This one looked like it could play on a football team. He/she was that big. He/she got up on stage to dance and was wearing foot shaped pasties over the nipples. A sickening sight! Blah!!

I think I might of blown it with this senorita though. I wanted to find out some of the other
girls names, so when a guy mentions a girl in one of the post I could put a face to who you they were talking about. I asked Lety what one of the girls' name was and she started crying, thinking
that I wanted to get together with the other girl. I sure didn't know enough spanish to explain to her my reason for wanting to know. I just held her in my arms as she cried herself to sleep for the last ½ hour before the place closed. I woke her up and I made a trip to the bathroom before I left. When I came back, the bar was dark. There was no sight of Lety. She must've been pretty pissed off. The only person around was Julia. She asked when I would be back again, and said goodnight. I guess I'll just have to wait until next month to see how bad I hurt her.

Well that's it for this trip.

Adios

There's no need to be talking down about Papa smurf and his association with the Casa Colorado. Actually, Pop is the only shuttle service in operation right now that is honest and trustworthy. Let's quit looking at the truckers that frequent these establishemnts as some type of sub-humans either. I've a MS degree from U of Arkansas and In own and drive a truck. enuff said. About Lety disconnecting during the sex act and returning to normal afterwards. Most of these women that work these bars do not want to be there. They are there out of economic necessity and for no other reason. I met my wife in a bar around the corner from the Colorado. the one and onnly time I took her to a room, she did what was required but when it came time for the sex, she turned her head and squeezed her eyes shut so tight they were white around the edges. from that moment on, I never took her back to the room, gave her money to support herself and took her out of the bar a month later. two months afterwards we were married. My point is, don't judge these ladies by the puritanical standards imposed on us in the U.S. These are nice girls trying to surviive in a difficult world. and making the sign of the cross over the tips. This is normal. Just a little insght. BTW, Julie or Cholla is a nice lady. And ricardo, he doesn't own the place. Juanita, his wife, behind the cash register; Her daqughter in Kansas owns it. She is the ex-wife of Neto, the idiot that owns the Panama, which BTW, Juanita brought up to what it is today!

Borderjumper;

Good points about the trucheros. Without them Casa Colorado would be just another hole in the wall. They drink and spend freely, usualy
on the girls that are vets and speak enough english. That leaves the newer girls with no english for the type of guy who posts on this board. Just got back from El paso and i made nightly visits to casa colorado. The truckers paid 60 or $70 and were back in minutes, I paid $40 and got 40 min. full GFE again and again. I'm surprised that it shares ownership with Pananma. I found the atmospere at Panama rather creepy and the prices higher for less.
Another plus for Colorado is they have Modelo esp. beer which is a rarity in Juarez. However, don't expect the girls to get drunk with you as a ladies drink consists of an eye dropper of brandy in a glass of agua mineral. If you prefer your chica drunk before vamos a cuarto, pink lady is the place to go, they'll match you cerveza for cerveza and by the time you get to the room you're the greatest guy they ever met. Another point is the vets with the trucker boyfriends go to the room as much as 6 time's a night. The shy no english chicas may go once per night.

Another option when you run low on fund's, are the Salons de bailar (dance halls). Beer is about $1.35 for dos xx and theres a nortena band banging away non stop. A few hookers mixed in , but mostly normal women. I was swarmed with older-fatter chics that just wanted to dance.
I was amazed at the number of cabs outside Panama, the guys who came in these cabs were mostly football fans down for the bowl game in el paso. They thought they were deep inside Jaurez and were amazed when i told them they were two blocks from where they got in the cab.

oh Mexico - what a place

Try the neighboorhood bars for a Cauama(carta blaca in a quart). Ususly 1.25 USD

Perorojo, Good post amigo. One point though. The Casa is not associated with the Panama in any way other than Ricardo's wife Juanita is the ex wife of Neto, the owner of the Panama. Interestingly enough, Pancho who owns The Cave, around the block and halfway between the Colorado and the Panama is the godson of Juanita and Neto. Keeping it in the family. To speak of the Cave, try it next time. Small, intimate trashy and the girls are cheap! About half what you'll pay in the other joints. quality ranges from 5-7. what astounds me is the truckers who send these girls money religiously every week thinking they are keeping them out of the bars. It's a standing joke down there. I know Papa Smurf is a personal clearinghouse for many of these fund transfers. We always get a good laugh at the stupidity if these people. Tell me more about the dance halls. I've never really noticed them but have heard of them.

In the Casa Colorado this morning about 12:30a. 2 shuttle drivers, 6 drunk truck drivers, 1 bored working lady, the waiter Antonio, Julie, Ricardo (drunk as usual) PARTY CENTRAL!!!!

There is a new girl working at the Casa Colorado as of Sunday night you might be aware of. She goes by the name of Alma. Probably a 5 or 6. 4 months pregnant and about 200#.. Big ass and chunky wierd looking thighs. CBJ technique is very poor and lies there like a corpse with eyes closed and head turned away from you totally dry waiting for you to finish. Rush job if there ever was one. Has lesions around the panoche and anal region. Use your own discretion with this one guys! Got me worried. A total waste of time and money!

Yuck. You screwed a preggers? Sorry but I am unable to do such a thing. Good report though. She will not be pregnant forever but those lesions and attitude are here to stay.

The sign "Bar Sans Souci" has been up on the CC for YEARS now. Sans souci is french for "carefree". I have never heard if refered to as anything besides the Casa Colorado by ANYONE, including mongers, cabbies and street schills.

At least one cab driver does, Dougie. He kept telling me this place has 20-30 girls. I went along, thinking I had discovered a new whore bar. What a surprise to see him pull up to Casa Colorado. But you are correct in that I doubt many other people in Juárez refer to it as anything but Casa.

Another one oto look out for in the Colorado goes by the name of Stephanie(Lupe). Never been with her but others have reported similiar bad experiences with her plus a problem with personal hygiene. Usually hanging with the other one Alma. Quality seems to be going to hell at the Colorado as girls go home down south and don't return. The Colorado depends a lot on the shuttles to bring the customers and with the economy as it is, business is down. But Ricardo hasn't followed with a reduction in prices.Economic model of supply and demand doesn't seem to apply here!

hey guys,
try not to trash the truckers.you'd be surprised to learn what they have over the years the've been frequenting the clubs of juarez.there are alot of them that are really great guys and would help you get out of a pinch quicker than anyone else,because they know the system.
many drivers are vulgar but at the same time many are highly educated.there are reasons why they leave certain girls alone and cling to others.
the colorada used to be my 2nd home,my truck being my first.my spanish is not fluent but i can speak more than i let on and preder the girls that don't speak much english.although i'm also very particular as to whom i go with.
i have stayed many nights in the colorado with several different girls and then found the one i really like.unfortunately i found out she was married and working to support her family.
if youu hang outside between 7-8:30pm you will see some of them dropped off by their families.
you wanna know what's hard?try hooking up with on of the laies after you watch her husband and daughter drive off.it is disturbing.i know lety and several others who work or worked there.
i had heart surgery in dec.of 2002 and have been of of the life for awhile.sunday i go back to pick up my truck and the wheels roll on.
el paso has some very fine ladies but youu should visit the other border towns also.boystown in laredo has hundreds of girls there but be carful not all are as the seem.reynosa is more expensive than both but the girls are more beautiful.
fellas.....learn a few words of spanish and you'll be surprised at the response from the girls there.many are looking for someone to love and take care of them.check out the clubs down town and the massage parlors,and you can find a really nice girl to hook up or on to in many places. well,i'll see ya down there soon.i hope my freinds are still around.