With yet another overnight and morning dominated by Airport Girl, I entered yet another day in Angeles City decidedly NOT horny. But as it was my DUTY to screw her properly, yet again, (after having some of the best sex of my LIFE in a marathon session the night before with the Private Dancer girl), I needed a little help. So what’s a horny guy that’s running out of sexual energy to do?

After being damned impressed by the effect that the ‘Thai version’ of Vitamin V (Mr. J’s words, don’t know much about the stuff) that Mr. J had given me as a gift sample, I had bought a couple of the real thing from Purseman for about 6 bucks each. And I must say that while I had never really tried Vitamin V before (other than maybe an annual experiment when someone would give me one as a little gift) and never really thought I needed it, it most certainly DOES make a difference, and it would become quite a crutch for me for the rest of my trip. After taking various versions of vitamin V, I would say that my normal erection without it is about 95% of capacity and vulnerable to ebbs and flows in the action which make getting fully aroused again an infrequent issue. This is compared to a 105% erection and NO difficulty whatsoever maintaining an erection or getting it up again rapidly, even after finishing with the first round.

So with the help of 50 mg of the real stuff (or maybe 60, who knows I bit them roughly in half), Airport Girl finished me off yet again early Wednesday morning, making that the third time I had finished in 6 hours, and about the 30th time I had finished in 9 days. Not a bad way to spend your summer vacation!

Breakfast at the Orchid was attended by the usual suspects again, and we all agreed that TODAY would be the day we would do a Perimeter Run, and we set it up to meet at 3 PM when many of the bars opened.

I went back to Kokomoz where AG was still sleeping and I told her that I was going barhopping that afternoon and that she wasn’t welcome to join us, but that she WAS welcome to stay in the room as long as she liked (I had heard there were short time hotels next to the Perimeter bars!), and that I wouldn’t be back too late. I also told her that I wanted to take her out that night and spend some time with her and see if maybe she would actually drink with me. She was VERY excited about that idea, but told me she was going to leave at some point that afternoon and go home to change, but would come back whenever I told her to. I said how about 10 PM? And she said great. She said she wasn’t going into work that night, so I it would also be a discounted night. And it SHOULD have been if I hadn’t had a ROYAL brain fart when paying her the next day. I gave her 200 pesos for trike fare and food, and she just looked at me like ‘why the hell are you giving me money’? I made her promise to eat something decent with it and she finally did take it.

Went back to the Orchid about three and met Epi, Ilaw and D’artagnan. We would start our tour of the bars on Perimeter Road at Foxy’s, a bar attached to something called the Southern Star Hotel, and the place was probably 2 miles from the Fields bars that we usually went to. Obviously walking wasn’t a good idea in the afternoon heat and humidity that is omnipresent in the Philippines, so Epi, D’art, Ilaw and I hopped in 4 trikes (my first Trike ride!) and headed off in a little caravan in search of fresh new bars and fresh (from what I understood to be B tier lookswise and older) girls.

And this perception was confirmed first thing through the door at Foxy’s. They had maybe double digit girls, about 5 onstage at a time and 5 lurking about waiting to switch off. Maybe TWO looked doable at the time to ME, and you all have seen how low I would stoop so far through my pics! I CAN be picky sometimes, though, and on this afternoon I was well ready to just leave that place in the dust and go on to the next one. After one drink I think the rest of the crew decided the same thing.

So we hopped a jeep to Honeyko’s, probably 2/3 of a mile back in the direction we had come from. I liked this place a little better, as there was a bigger lineup of girls onstage, and the more numbers they have, the better the chances that there will be SOMETHING that strikes your fancy. And here there were two, one that was a little tall and probably mid-20’s, one that was VERY short and small all over and looked to be about 13. They danced right next to each other for awhile and both would smile once in awhile when they caught my gaze. And I admit that while I was still generally not feeling horny, the little cute one had me very much wanting to take her to some back room and BREAK my dick in her. But I figured she was way too young and didn’t call her down because of that.

My three companions were all getting a LOT of attention from the seemingly dozen waitresses in the place, Epi playing grabass as usual,while Ilaw and Dart got some massage treatment for the price of a couple of ladies’ drinks. At the price of 75 pesos per ladies’ drink, it wasn’t a bad deal, but I just wasn’t really in the mood to deal with all the hustle of buying drinks that day unless it was with some chick I wanted to fuck, and the waitresses seemed like pests to me and I kept shooing them away.

The rum and coke I ordered tasted quite NASTY and combined with some acid I had been feeling in my stomach after starting the antibiotics a few days earlier, I needed to eat something fast to prevent from turning green. My general ennui turned a little nasty for a few minutes there until I got a hot dog. That was also NASTY. This wasn’t my favorite afternoon of the trip!

I think Dart could tell that I wasn’t having much fun, and ended up getting my obvious favorite from the stage to come over and have a drink with me. I found out almost immediately that she was a cherry girl, and she didn’t even really like my hands on her body, but when I got her to sit on my lap and put her amazing little ass right in the sweet spot, my mood instantly got better!

She told me she was 23 or 25, I can’t remember exactly now, but it was just outrageous. As others have mentioned here before, while Asian girls (especially smaller ones) sometimes LOOK a lot younger than they really are, I would have bet a year’s pay that this chick was younger than 20, and I was still scared that she wasn’t legal despite obviously fooling somebody into letting her work in a bar. Actually I was almost relieved that she was a cherry girl!

Of course none of these fits of conscience prevented me from inquiring as to whether she’d like to be barfined and go somewhere and give me lots of ‘special kisses’… Thankfully she said no to that too!

While I was well ready to get back to Fields, I agreed to head to one more place after that, and all I remember was walking in, looking around and saying ‘Bye’ to the guys and grabbing a trike back to Fields. I certainly hadn’t had the most energy ever and wasn’t in the best mood I had ever been in that day, but I hadn’t been impressed by the bars we had seen or the girls there either, and the lack of energy in the places bugged me. Of course the energy of the girls often correlates to the energy that YOU have, they get animated when you do, but I wasn’t up to it that day and just didn’t have a good time. Again, I STILL hadn’t made up any of my sleep deprivation of the first week, though I had slept a little better after taking some over the counter meds a couple nights before.

I still had little energy upon arrival back at Fields, but headed to places where I had been before and already knew girls. Who were DAMNED happy to see me. I bought a drink for the DMZ girl and her sister and DMZ girl started getting very lovey dovey, just constantly staring at me and hugging me. Even after I had made it quite clear to her that I hadn’t been alone the past few days since I had seen her and that she had been cut from the rotation because she was TOO lovey dovey. She had been texting me daily, and would continue throughout the trip.

Next stop was Private Dancer, and the girl from the night before was also damned happy to see me. It soon became obvious, though, that we had very little to talk about. While the girls in Angeles do speak OK English for the most part, unless you talk to them about life as a bar girl or start yammering away at them about your life back in the WORLD, there isn’t exactly a lot to talk about. So after one drink I begged off and said maybe I’d see her later, though having a date with AG meant that any other short time options were fading quickly.

I went back to the room for a bit to see if AG was still there (she wasn’t) and check the internet, and it wasn’t too long before the group was back and headed to dinner at Margarita Station, so I walked down and joined them. Ilaw wasn’t a happy camper that night as he had been unsuccessful getting money from a downtown bank that afternoon and didn’t want to tap his ‘emergency’ funds for use as ‘discretionary’ funds. None of us understood too well, but as I was down to my last 2 C-notes in cash myself (I had spent a wad on the ticket to Thailand) and wasn’t leaving until Saturday night, I agreed to take a taxi with him to Clark the next day so we could both get some Pesos.

Dart was on a mission that night as it was his last night and Epi already had Bouncy lined up to go back to the hotel from dinner, so I headed back towards Kokomoz to get ready for my date with AG.

I really, really loved AG’s body, the way she treated me, and the sex with her. And I never really minded having her around unless I had plans to screw other girls – something that usually occurred to me when I was in bars with girls in them and she wasn’t right next to me at the time! But since the night I screwed Bouncy and we had our little fight I hadn’t had a SINGLE problem with AG, and I felt slightly guilty about not treating her a little better – doing stuff like not seeing her ‘til 3 AM and then showing up in her bar to get her, and then, the next night telling her to stay away until 3 AM. And she was like a faithful puppy both times, damned happy to see me when she eventually did.

But while I did want to show AG a bit more that I appreciated her, the motivation for taking her out and getting her drunk went well beyond kindness. OH no, I am NOT a KIND guy! It was to try and get her to relax. As you see, there were a couple of threshholds in bed that we had not crossed yet. She had never taken a load in the mouth. And I had never SUCCESSFULLY managed to penetrate the backdoor. Though I did TRY a couple of times. It was never going to work if she remained jumpy when the moment of truth came – she needed to relax. Armed with some of Epi’s massage lube that he swore by (had to be better than SPIT in any regard!), I was aiming to provide some social lubrication as well.

AG showed up a little before 10 and I announced my plan to her. She called me a couple of names while laughing and told me NO WAY several times, but always with a big smile on her face. I think she knew what she was up against here, but decided that pleasing me was more important than staying innocent sexually.

She did agree to go drinking with me, so we were off, and headed to one of the places close by on Fields and ordered ‘gintonic’ for both of us. We weren’t there 2 minutes before a couple of girls came over (there weren’t 2 other guys in the place) and started chatting with AG in Tagalog, asking her where she was from, where she worked, etc. 30 seconds after that the mamasan came over and tried to recruit her! As soon as they left she laughed and told me about it and then said ‘why the hell would anybody work in a bar with no customers!’ While Airport Girl’s English wasn’t great, and she had an unnatural attraction to yours truly, she apparently wasn’t STUPID!!!

After our first drink was well on the way down I ordered a tequila, and while AG’s eyes got all big when it came, she said she’d try to drink it. And she apparently has at least SEEN how it was done before, as she prepared the lime and salt. And she only blew some SLIGHT chunks after downing it! I know… I’m a bastard!!!

We hit one more bar, ORDERED one more ‘gintonic’, and then I exchanged texts with Epi who was ready to head out for the evening after that round with Bouncy, and he came right over. I talked with him for a few minutes and it became apparent that AG was not only a little drunk ALREADY, but not feeling too good because of it. I kept asking her if she had had anything to drink before she came to see me that night and she insisted that she hadn’t. And she had only had two drinks thus far, not touching the latest one. Epi mentioned that maybe she was allergic to alcohol, and while I didn’t think so (she had supposedly drunk rum and cokes when I bought her drinks in the bar), she was indeed reacting quite badly.

I took her back to the room and didn’t have the heart to carry through with my evil plan that night as she was obviously not feeling well. So we grabbed a little sleep before waking up and doing the middle of the night bonking thing a couple of times that night. My plan for her puet (ass) would have to wait for another day.

While I joke about being ‘married’ here, and a couple of times during my trip I lamented that I wasn’t getting anywhere near the numbers I had anticipated before landing in SE Asia, my nights that I spent with Airport Girl (and later Flaca again) were always very special nights for me. I got very comfortable with her very quickly, and I would almost have to pinch myself sometimes to make myself believe that such a porno fantasy life was actually coming true. I can find three or four girls a day to fuck here in Mexico that can get me off with varying degrees of skill. I simply canNOT replace what I got with AG with anything short of a wedding ring. Or maybe 500 bucks a night (that I obviously don’t have!).

I miss Angeles City, and I miss Airport Girl.

Oh yea, one`s first trip to the PI can be pretty special !!!

Start drinking lots of water...Lots! All you can stand. V will help but water will re-fill the pipes.

Sandman