Armed with the aforementioned inspiration and a grasp (apparently) of intermediate Spanish (Hablo bastante para entrar problemas pero no suficiente a salir) I arrived at SDQ where I was greeted by #1. We picked up my rental car ($7 gallon !!!!) and headed off to her town; San Pedro Marcoris. Definitely off the tourist track. If you're American,though,you pretty much pay LA prices for restaurant food wherever you go. Weird for me to be in a third world hell-hole paying $5 for a burrito. Oh well. #1 was drop dead gorgeous with a perfect bod.......but was pretty cautious in the bedroom, so after a few days, a change was needed, Besides, I needed a break from her two hour daily hair and make-up routine........but it turns out this is the norm in the DR. Howard Johnson hotel charges you $10 extra for 2 people....
So, off to the north I go. Tricks to surviving driving in DR are: Never show fear----get the FULL collision damage waiver------carry a compass (the signs in SD and Santiago are missing or useless)-----pay a motoconcho driver to lead you to places if you're hopelessly lost.
I'll skip the historical and geographical highlights; ended up in Sosua. Stumbled into a place for my morning coffee, the owner spoke English. Turns out they had rooms for $25 a night (tons of places like that there) and it turns out, rooms by the hour, so you could meet interesting people at 2 am. Me? Just so happens that intermediate Spanish and the ability to buy dinner is all that I needed. I never actually paid for sex, so I can't give any advice about Blackbeard's or any of the other businesses. There's so much poon being negotiated for at all hours in all places, why go out of the way?
#2, the maid, batted her eyes at me that night, so that was that for a few days. She took me to the disco one night; I asked her how many of the girls in the bar were working-----she said "All of them".
On the way to the beach the next day a massage/beauty parlor girl hustled me for a massage for $15. I told her that if I was going to be naked, she had better be, too. It took some more persuasion once we were behind the curtain, but a deal's a deal in my book. She was kind enough to show me the blood stains on her panties (I'm great at finding girls on their period) so I graciously let her keep them on. Not much of a massage, but after some more discussion (and no more money) she was sucking my dick. Drop-dead gorgeous and a pro. When I tired of Sosua, she went to Santiago with me for a couple of days of dinners and better hotels. Since it was "true love", there was no charge for future "massages", and she truly earned her status as #3.
With a few days left in my trip, I decided to check out Boca Chica; I had only passed thru before and it has a FAB beach.......the scene on the weekend is unforgettable. Anyway, it was a long drive from Sosua to Boca Chica and all I was in the mood for was s cold one. Checked into yet another $25 place (no AC......but I don't like AC). A few Americans at the bar said they were off to meet some local girls up the street, so I invited myself along just to see some local culture. Turns out there were 7 guys and two sisters at a street bar; and one of the sisters had a wedding ring bigger than my ex-wife's. She made some small talk at me in Spanish while the gringos hovered around her; I told her I wasn't in the mood for anything but a cold beer and perhaps a philosophical discussion of religion and culture. Much to my surprise, she picked up her plastic chair and moved next to me, and by the end of dinner the next night, she was #4. Taller than me, skinny (every one of my babes was 24 for some reason), gorgeous (of course) and no doubt in training for the Sexual Olympics. Turns out the ring is just to keep guys away.....she's got a business and goes to school and is somewhat serious about life.......except for the part where she calls me all the time to tell me how much she loves me. I'll be going back to the DR to see her as soon as I can scrounge the pennies. Let me know if you need a tour guide
..........Lonely Planet is probably not going to call me any time soon . By the way, the advice for Boca Chica from the locals (and probably applies to much of DR is: do your fucking in the day ($15 hour) and your sleeping at night. The guys who drink til all hours and then try to negotiate frequently pay $100 and up; and I've met people who were ripped off by girls. Keep your wits about you, from what I hear, it's not the Philippines GFE after dark. Jackal