August Nogales Trip, Part II, Night II

Those of you who have read my ramblings in the past know that I put a premium on “playing” while I am mongering. I worry when I see people monger as if the world will end unless their experience is perfect. I like to have fun and I also like to think that I have fun because my fun attitude lets the girls relax around me. After all, it is one thing to sell your ass three to five times a night, it is another to have to do it with an uptight asshole. ‘Nuff said.

When UIC and I finished the day’s work (which stretched into the evening) we swung by a Walgreen’s to pick up some condoms. UIC, on my recommendation, bought a dozen flavored ones (smallest package available) and I picked up a four pound bag of Halloween candy (Tootsie rolls, Tootsie pops and other gummy candy). UIC looked at me like I was from Mars, but I explained that this was just part of having fun. He had his doubts, but he is young and unexperienced and I can forgive his lack of faith in an elder mongerer.

I dumped the candy in a brown bag with handles and we were in Nogales in a short amount of time. Parked, as always at Micky D’s (by the way, the night before they charged me $5 for my RV, which I thought was a rip-off, but we were in UIC’s car so we paid our four bucks, ran into Micky D’s for some cholesterol and headed for the border.

UIC began walking on the other side of the street from me as I began offering candy to everyone I passed, including the border patrol guys on bicycles, the people getting on and off the buses and, when we crossed over, the Mexican border officials. UIC had some major doubts working, but I didn’t give a shit, I was having fun and earning some nice smiles. Even the people who declined the candy gave me nice smiles.

We went right into Rios and sat down. UIC’s sweetie from the night before zoomed in on him and settled into his lap for the duration. I walked around the bar and gave candy to the dancers, pimps and bartenders. After I sat down I had a steady stream of girls coming by the table to get more candy.

It was an interesting experiment in human nature. Most of the girls, when I offered them the bag, took one or two, often passing the second piece of candy onto someone a bit too shy to get one on her own. They almost all said thank you in either English or Spanish. All gave me nice smiles. A few took the biggest handful possible and vanished without a word to the back room. One even tried to take the entire bag. Not a word of thanks from the latter two categories. Not sure what it proves, but it was definitely interesting.

Got a dance or two while there, but nothing interesting. Never even took a “Vitamin D”.

After about ½ bag of candy, we blew out of there and walked Avenidas Obregon. It was after 9 p.m. and the street action had begun, but there was a definite focus on people with cars who spoke very good Spanish. UIC was less disbelieving and began to participate in handing out candy to everyone we passed, whether they be SGs or regular citizens. Lots of smiles, lots of thank you’s.

Soon the candy was almost gone and we headed over to Placer’s. We headed for the same seats as the night before and within minutes we had the same two companions -- both of whom immediately took partial ownership of the bag of candy. They decided who got candy and who did not, and had great fun “tipping” the on-stage dancers by stuffing Tootsie Rolls into their crotches. Gawd did we laugh and UIC finally admitted that the candy was a good move and that we had gotten much more fun than the $7 price we paid.

I then gave UIC an advanced tutorial on the dangers of doubting an aged monger. He has repented and it will not happen again.

UIC went off with his favorita, but I was not inspired, so after a while we wandered around out side. UIC was about broke, I was getting close, but I still hadn’t scored so we went into Fernis.

Will they ever clean that dump?

We hung around for a drink apiece and left. That place sure does suck. We went into Lipsticks and likewise hung around for one drink from the balcony, but didn’t see anything that inspired.

There is a new place that has opened between Fernis and Lipsticks and it was packed with awesome women, but it looks like it is a legit place. Hopefully a monger with better Spanish skills will check it out. Likewise, just south of Placers a new place has opened. It is definitely a place for mongering, but, Spanish skills appear necessary, and while the girls invited us in, the Mexican guys didn’t appear to welcome us, so we did what all mongers do when faced with a potentially difficult situation -- we used the bathroom and left.

We went into Lord Black and sat down along the far wall. UIC immediately scored with a tall blonde girl (who lives on the US side of the border) who played with him more than he played with her. She gave him two of the most erotic table dances I have ever seen.

One chick sitting at the table nearest the bar caught my attention. Nice tight body. Looking goooood. Bought a ticket and had her brought over. Goth the worst lap dance in recorded history. Nothing. It was like I had the plague. 2/3rds through the dance I dismissed her. UIC couldn’t believe it because he was going to borrow some money from me and get a dance with her. Since misery loves company I bought him a dance with blondie. I had a waiter bring her over to me, and she had this neutral, disinterested look on her face. Then I handed UIC the dance ticket and her face totally lit up and she gave me a little kiss on the cheek. Damn, I hate being old. Of course, when I was UIC’s age I was mongering in up-country Thailand where the price of an all-nighter was a small box of Sunmaid raisins.

A dnacer on stage caught my eye and I had UIC ask about her. Blondie said she was from Cuba. Good enough for me. Bought a pair of lap dance tickets and we went off to the corner (always a good sign). My selection was excellent. I about broke my arm getting my wallet out to buy an upstairs ticket once the second dance was over. We got into the room and she pulled down my pants and took off the rest of her clothes. I gave her $30 and her choice of flavors (she went for the Apple and was delighted with the selection). She then proceeded to give me a very aggressive BJ. We weren’t finished when the knock came (despite a $5 tip to the timekeeper) so I paid another $22 and gave her a $10 tip. When I gave her the other $10 she asked if I wanted full sex. I said no, but I did want a taste of her pussy, so she climbed on the chair and opened wide, while I got a few licks in. A bit tangy with a bit of a citrus taste. Quite nice, actually. Then she climbed down and finished me off. Delightful. I’ll look for her again.

One of these days I’ll get back in the habit of keeping a notebook for the names.

UIC and I then crossed back over the border and headed back up to the RV park in Green Valley.

Great report, Diabetic. Hey, let us know if you ever get around to those two other new bars you mentioned. Sounds intriguing...

Will do, MrBill, will do.

I've also noticed that on the ground level below Fernis there is a small bar not much larger than the average family living room. It has a bar, jukebox and 4 or 5 tables. I've never gone in, but there are usually some women sitting at the table.

Something else for the future.