Before I went to the lounge, I decided to head to the moneychanger. Then I went to the hotel and then out to the lounge. When I left the hotel, I had 2 1k peso notes and another 1k in change. The pants I was wearing had somewhat more shallow pockets then what I was used to wearing. I then went down to the lounge and there was this woman there who was very aggressive towards me. She got fully naked and took down my pants. Her friend sat down besides me.
When I pulled back up my pants, I noticed that my camera had come out of my pocket. Then when it came time to pay the bill, the 2 1k peso notes were no longer in my pocket. I looked around the general area, but they were gone. I was pissed thinking that the women took them and accused them openly. Now the women may or may not have taken them but it did look suspicious. In any event, it was my fault for not properly securing my belongings.
I do have a money belt, but it becomes a hassle at times taking money out of it and I have never had any problems around Angeles, so I thought it would be fine to just throw the cash in my pocket. The lesson learned here is to always wear pants with deep pockets. Im going back to strictly using the money belt from now on and just put up with the extra hassle of taking money in and out.
So I came out of the bar feeling jaded and then went back to my room. Trouble usually comes in 3s. The night before was one with the unplanned stayover and the missing notes was two. I stayed there watching tv for a few hours and then decided to cruise down to the local bars.
I cruised to Misty’s, Blue Nile, Viper Room and Neros and alternated back and forth trying to make a decision of who to barfine next. I didn’t want any more problems and wanted to choose carefully. At the Viper Room, a woman who no longer works there caught wind that I was there and suddenly showed up (someone paged her). Ugh. Does anyone here realize that Im just here for a booty call? Several drinks (and lady’s drinks) later I found myself at a table of at least 7 different women. There was no one at the table that seemed interesting, well, at least to me. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and it was the woman I barfined from the night before. I decided to make it a “go” with her.
Back at the hotel, I looked at this woman closer and wait a minute. This wasn’t the same woman from the night before, she was very different actually.
Well, it was a mind blowing time none the less, possibly the best time so far. Her clothes came off immediately and it was a night of at least 3-4 different sessions. She would scream “fuck me” and it seemed as if she was constantly wet throughout the night. In the morning at 9am, most women would have put their clothes on and then went out the door, but this woman still wanted another “go”. Two sessions later it was 12pm. I was wondering if this would ever end. Some Filipinas would be hurting at this point, but this one never seemed to be hurting. Finally, she started putting on her clothes and I walked her out.
She was very resistant to pictures and I was only able to get a few photos. Even getting these photos was like pulling teeth. The dollar bill in the picture is 6 inches in length. This was a very petite woman. She claimed to be 25 years old. The amazing part was that she had one kid already! Now imagine how much less divorce there would be in America if women looked like this after having one kid.
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I have been noticing lately that not all Filipinas can be lumped into one general category. Each different Filipina comes from a different geographical area and seem to act/sound different accordingly. Much in the same way that a person born and raised in Texas will seem different then a person born and raised in New York City. I have been having the most luck and the best times actually from the women who were born in and around Angeles City. The worst luck has been from those women commonly known as Visyans. They tend to give me more attitude and friction then any of the rest. I have also had some good luck with the ones from Sumar.
Today I am going to bring back a woman that will be a treat for us all. This one was top rated in the tallies from my previous trip. I plan to meet her at 3pm. This one I have nicknamed “Crazy” for various reasons. This one is willing to do anal and has so much energy that you would have to ask her to leave just because you cant keep up.
Tuesday will be my last full day and then I take off back home on Weds in the early morning. Im starting to feel the “AC sickness”. Every time I come here, it takes about one week before I start having the hot-cold spells, sore throat and gastro problems. This time I took my antibiotics so hopefully I can take care of this on the front-end rather then a few days later when it gets really bad.
Right now my mind is still buzzing from last nights session. . .Im hoping that I will have enough energy for later on. This is why some older guys choose to come here to find a wife. They get to try out the different ladies in bed and then choose the one who seems to be the craziest. Imagine all those Americans who date around, put time in with a woman and then find out later that the bedtime experience is mediocre at best. Lets say your 45 years old and find a petite 21 year old Filipina. Ok, she may not be able to go out and get a real job, but the hometime experience will be excellent, at least at night when the clothes come off.
In my early 20s, I had a job at the Loew’s Coronado Bay Resort. There was a night physical plant guy there who seemed to be in his late 30s-early 40s. At the Christmas party he brought this amazing looking Filipina that seemed much younger then him. I can still remember her now many years later. She had flowing black crazy hair and a body that was so petite and just so doable. Everyone seemed to just turn around. I talked to this guy one day and I asked him where he met his wife. He said “at a club”. At the time, I was looking at this crazy guy and thinking “You go to nightclubs???”. I mean, this guy was an early 40s janitor type working out of a hotel. It seemed funny to me that he would be hanging around downtown San Diego at Club 66 or Mooses. The mystery of this guy has been finally solved and I don’t need to explain further. . .
His job may not have been much but he definitely seemed a lot luckier then many other guys with better jobs and social standing.
So the adventure continues on. If only I could make a career out of southeast asia like some other guys do. . .Hey. Someone needs to stay back in the states working the two bit jobs. . .
