57. ¡ NO SEAS PUTO !

Although the term puto usually designates a homosexual, a bar girl that I know well told me that some of the girls at my favorite mexican (e.g., Spanish only) bar call me a puto.

As I am heterosexual, I asked why. Seems that they call me this because I don't just stick with one girl, but rotate my way through several that I like (those that give a half-hour for 20 bucks). It appears that the older, fatter, uglier (or maybe the younger, more expensive) women take offense at this shameless conduct.

And that I am highly unusual in that I readily extend my 30 minutes to 2 hours ($80) if I really like the girl.

Or maybe it's just that I'm a fucking gringo.

The moral of this story is to be a little less obvious. I have taken to asking them to wait a minute or two, then meet me in my hotel's lobby (across the street).

Puto, only originally meant homo, now is also used for a guy who fucks a lot and even in a twisted way as a word of respect like "homie" in certain US lingos...
One has to be very careful to use a word like that. I am not fluent enough to use it in a non-offensive way, but heard it being used in non-offensive ways by (heterosexual) friends of mine.
I the Mexican language (Spanish), even more so than in English, the connotation and context determines the meaning of a word.
However, I doubt that the "putas" (always a bad word) use it with a positive connotation in your case.

I always knew "da me la pelota! derecha!" (or, "izquierda!") was what ya said right before "puta!" on the soccer field ...

58. TELL THEM A STORY ........

Recently, a young woman I am interested in - caught me coming out of a bar with another, younger woman, on the way to the hotel. I didn't know what to say, but the next time I ran into her, the following tale spilled out of me;

(Keep in mind this is ALMOST COMPLETELY BULLSHIT...)

(BEGINNING OF STORY)

(THE TRUTH STARTS HERE)

Back when I was in my early 20's, I was married. My spouse's parents died and we moved into their house, which was located in a "better" neighborhood. (I define this as being the one my spouse was raised in. She received a NEW car for her 16th birthday).

(THE TRUTH ENDS HERE)

Next door the family had a Mexican couple living-in as maid & gardener. One day the gardener got drunk in a bar, got arrested and they deported him. The poor little maid (his spouse) was beside her self.

I offered her comfort and financial solace, we had a hot interval, then she returned to Mexico and rejoined her spouse.

One day I received a letter from her announcing the birth of OUR daughter (only 2 days before the birth of my daughter from my legal wife).

She told me our daughter's full legal name and described the odd birth mark she carried. I wouldn't have believed her but the odd birth mark she described runs (in females) in the family.

But she never gave me her address nor asked for help as she was married and her husband didn't know. The years passed.....

About 15 years later, she wrote me again announcing the birth of my granddaughter, and the subsequent death of my daughter from complications relating to childbirth. She again gave me the date of birth and the full name of my granddaughter.

What a blend of tears and joy.

More than 20 years passed.....

(Truth starts here) One day a few months ago, I was in Bar El Fracaso and spotted this stunning face attached to a young (21) woman with great tits. I asked her to dance and danced 42 songs without really looking at her splendid tits. Nor did I ask her to the room that night.

Another night we ended up at the hotel. As I gazed into her lovely face, ignoring (for a couple minutes) her splendid tits, (THE TRUTH ENDS HERE), we were about to get with it when I suddenly sensed something extremely special that made me want to talk and get to know her well.

I talked about my life (the previously married one) and she told me about hers. This made me recall my "lost granddaughter". She told me her story, how she bitterly hated the grandfather she had never met, and how she loved loved the mother she had never seen.

I told her my story about my lost granddaughter. The stories were so similar, that we got down to names and dates. (Of course she had used an assumed name while working as a fichera).

She couldn't have known what she she knew (all of the names and dates) without being her,and she had the birth mark ! ...IT WAS MY LOST GRANDDAUGHTER. I THANK GOD we had talked before the sexual act (that did NOT occur), and for bringing us together.

I invited her to live with me in Tijuana (we would be a little poor). She declined, saying she wanted nothing from me. She would rather work as a fichera and have more money.

Sometimes she hates me for what happened, other times she loves me because we're related. But she's still my granddaughter and I love her dearly. Our friendship grows in fits and starts.

But it hurts me to see her leaving the bar hand in hand with a customer.

(END OF STORY)

(TRUTH STARTS HERE)

Her mother (living) is two days older than my oldest daughter. I call her my "nieta" and I spoil her with small gifts for her and my bis-nieto (Great grandson, age 1) and give her candy and fuck her once in a while ($20/30 minutes). And I fondle her ass in front of her friends at the bar (after all, we are NOT related).

And she is not exactly a complete whore. She actually prefers not to go to the hotel if she can earn enough money dancing. And on one occasion she has told me that I couldn't do (again) a certain chica upon pain of she would never talk to me again

This story is so tragic that it brings tears to my eyes when I'm telling it to a chica in the room.

EMPATHY improves the interface, gentlemen.

I will gladly accept alternate tales that others have used successfully to emotionally manipulate chicas.

Pauncho

59. THE ALL-POWERFUL GOOD LUCK TWO-DOLLAR BILL.
(Refer to previous Chica Psychology Entry # 33 in Archive #2)

The other day I gave a (Brand new) two dollar bill to a chica in my favorite bar (Bar El Fracaso).

A couple of days later, I asked her if she liked it. She said she collected, and would like to have one for every month of the year..

I then asked her if she would like twelve new bills, serial numbers in sequence ending in 01 through 12. Her eyes flashed, she was hooked. I told her that I valued them the same as one hour of services. (In her case this meant covered sex, totally nude, with much tit-sucking.)

She agreed, so I told her that I would bring them next time - not really believing that she would come across.

But LO & BEHOLD, this weekend she did what she said. Although I paid more for extra services, she gave me an hour for a measly 12 two-dollar bills (That's $24, folks.)

And she was happy to get it..We are talking about a 19 year-old beautiful big-titted girl with a wet snug pussy here, not some hawg.

So what happened next - I told her that I had an American Eagle (la Ounza de EEUU - the newer one-ounce US Silver dollar) Her ears perked up. (I paid $ 4.95 mail order [shipping included] for them.)

And some people say the purchasing power of the U.S. dollar is declining. Pshawwww.


Oh, Yeh! I just found my collection of nigerian Niaras, a currency which may have much value in my future....

Pauncho

Pauncho

You are one of the best adventurers on the board.
I lubba your reports keap them kumming

besos
Milky

#60
The other day my favorita gave me an extra 1/2 hour free. I teased her that if the authorities found out, they would take away her whore's license.

Ever since, she has been punctual as hell.

What a dumbshit I am !

Learn from me on this one and shut the fuck up !

#61 THE NAIRA

I know one chica who is a collector of coins & bills (See #59). I offered her 12 Brand-Spanking-New Two-Dollar Bills for one hour. She accepted so fast that I sure I overpaid.
Somewhere, sometime, in the past, someone gave me a pile of brand new bills - The Nigerian Naira. As I am trying to learn to bullshit the chicas as well as they do me, I concocted the following story.

When I offer her the Naira bill I will tell the following (totally bullshit) story - and ask for another hour or two.

The Naira Story

The Nigerian Naira bill has an interesting history.

A Past-president cum dictator had an extensive harem due to an unusual custom - of tribal origins; the first daughter of every family belonged to the president for 2 years - or until she bore fruit.

Of course when you scale up a tribal-sized custom to country dimensions, It was a BIG problem. The King literally had hundreds of wives that he had never even met, but he still had to feed them.

His financial minister came up with a scheme whereby a special currency was printed that allowed the bearer one night with a harem member. Because these women were - by definition, a royal piece of ass - the currency had great value.

This currency was very popular. The kingdom garnered enough money to fund improvements to the country's infrastructure and helped rescue the country from a fiscal crisis.

The king got an occasional night's rest. The girls got a little action in a non-culpable context. The customers got to revel in the idea that they were screwing the king's harem. The villagers knew that their daughters were being well-fed, and felt smug in the idea that when the little girl came home, she might be carrying a royal bastard (Of course, each girl swore that it was the king who screwed HER).

I guess you could call it the ultimate ficha. Rumor is that they have more value as a collector's item than as a unit of sexual exchange.

The perfect gift for a chica that collects paper money - a royal poontang pass.


#62 SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES

Most of us are aware of the idea of subliminal messages.
You have music or whatever, and just below the level of perception, you overlay the desired message. The idea is, it goes straight to the subconscious and acts after many repetitions.

So I could go down to Mercado de Todos, buy a shitload of 50 peso ($5.00) CDs, Offer to make chicas custom CDs from the list of titles.

Then make them a REALLY custom CD - containing subliminals like "Gosh I really want to suck Sr. Pauncho's cock and swallow....I'd even pay him...", etc.

Of course I was just day-dreaming, but then thought "Why not ?".

So what I ask my fellow mongers is "How can I accomplish this ?"

Sr Pauncho

#63 A NATION OF COLLECTORS !
In #'s 33 & 59 above, I note the chica that collects coins and bills.
(I guess all putas do that). But I believe that Mexico as a whole has more collectors than the U.S.
I promised my chica friend the USA "State Quarters" collection and her eyes lit up.

#64 NEGOTIATING NOTES - A new street girl and I passed 35 minutes for $20 the first time. We hit it off well, I think.

But I guess it was too much time, because the next time she got picky about the time & price. She got her price, but threw in a blow job.

The next time I met her, I took her to dinner at an adjacent restaurant (I had offered often), & offered her $20 to go to the room. She asked "For how long ?".
I answered "I don't know."

When we disrobed I quipped "Does that include a blow job ?". "Sure, if you want.", she answered.

After about 30 minutes she said she had to leave. I said "Of course !" and she left.

Essentially, I capitulated and she gave me more than I expected...
How rare !!!!!

#65 - THE OTHER GUYS MONEY

The other day I was in a stripper bar on Revolucion. A new dancer that I like, came over and said "Hi, I'm busy right now, but I'll be over in just a bit."

"Just a bit" stretched to about 3 hours. At one point when her client was in the restroom, she came over and said "I'm a little drunk, he has bought me 13 tequilas".

I fooled around, sucked a few tits from my seat near the stage, did a lap dance with an old favorite, all the while thinking of her.

He finally left and I asked her if she wanted to do a lapdance. (I had to ask her twice, she had now consumed 16 tequilas).

We retired to the dark area and, of course I sucked her tits like there was no tomorrow. I gave her the old magic vibrating finger on the clit and she responded heartily. She bent over, pulled down her panties, but I couldn't fuck her because she was too drunk to position herself correctly, but she tried.

When I gave up, she did manage to give a great BBBJ upon request.

Basically, the other guy bought 16 ficha drinks ($96.00 + plus the cost of his own beers), and I benefited from her condition and got a no-extra-charge blow job.
I paid for just one 3-dance lapdance ($20.00)

#66 THE STRONGEST FORCES IN MEXICO

I think that there are several VERY strong forces that affect behaviors in Mexico:
1. La fe. Fe (faith) in Mexico should NEVER be discounted.
2. Celos. Celos means jealousy and also means possesiveness.
3. Curiosity. Killed the cat, right!
4. Thrift.

If you can stimulate any of these, you can stimulate & control (or at least affect) behavior.
Experiment; Carry a small shopping bag containing: Soft drinks, candy, Rice or beans, CDs, what ever. Chat a bit. They ALWAYS ask.

i.e., "Whatcha' got in the bag ?" "Candy"
"For me...?" or "Can I have some ?"

This has gone so far that it seems that half of Tijuana (including guys) call me "Tamalito Man". (for the specific candy I usually carry).

I ended up getting invited to a street girl's birthday party. (They wanted somebody to pay for the cake.) But it was fun.

Pauncho,

You promised an amiga the 50 states quarters - do you mean the coin holder booklet? I picked one up recently for my tailor. Got it for about $7, as I recall, from the bookstore on the foodcourt level (west end) of Horton Plaza, downtown San Diego.

Thanks for all of your tips on psychology! Entertaining and informative!

R.J. Thanks for the "coin booklet" information.
I fnally bought some mail order.

#67 My Lousy Spanish

Recently, in my attempts to get a blow job "thrown in" for no extra charge beyond my standard "$20 for 30 minutes - totally nude - suck tits - all positions" services, I have adopted the "of course you'll suck my dick" attitude.

Sometimes it works.

But recently I've had a couple of surprises with two different chicas (in separate sessions);

I'd say "Chupa me" and they both refused.

I figured that as long as I was on my back, they might as well mount up, so I said "Sube me" (I thought this meant "Hop on"). Both times I received a BBBJ (from a "Solo con condon" chica.

Now I found out I should have said "Sube te en mi" (with a "T"). But I think I'll skip learning such fine Spanish - my mistake paid off !!!

#68 November is "Honesty Month" ???

Three times this weekend, chicas have gotten "Honest" on me.

One who knows me well, one who knows me a little, and one who had never seen me before (a newbie of 2 weeks)

In each case, when I asked to see their health card, instead of the usual bullshit, they whipped it out, personal information side up (the front cover) without a care.

Each time I quickly flipped it over before reading it, and patiently explained that if they didn't want every pervert in the alley to know (what might be their) true name & address, they should maintain it in their own hands - front cover down, and show the inside front cover (photograph and seal) and the "future date" in the "citas" section as proof of health card status.

Each chica then pointedly showed me the front and explained it. Two of the three chicas insisted on showing me their voter's ID card (I.F.E.) as well.

This behavior is really at odds with that which I have previously observed.

#69 Another Chica Trick -

I thought she believed I had already come - she had that tissue ready and underneath her ass so fast - but I hadn't come yet.

I missed my guess - she was trying to keep stuff off the sheets. Seems she didn't expect to start her time of the month, but wasn't going to go home and lose a day's wages.

One more trick to look for....

#70 GEE, I'M LONELY THIS TIME OF YEAR......

Several chicas have asked me what I'm doing for Christmas. Of course in Mexico, that really means Dec 24 until 2:00 AM on the 25th. As I have no small children to open gifts first thing Christmas morning, I have time to go to Tijuana on the 24th and still sleep in. (Mexicans usually open gifts at Midnight on the 24th)

I realized that some of these poor overworked, lonely girls have no family in Tijuana. They left their kids in the south with their moms, their friends are all going home. If they are staying, they don't have shit to do, they'll probably work.

If you find a (non-drug addicted) chica that you already know is relatively "nice", she won't soon forget quality time spent when she needed you the most. You will have multiple opportunities - choose wisely.

Other than sex, anything in particular you might suggest? What restaurants and places of entertainment, such as cinemas, are likely to be open?

Guess I need to work more on my "Sr. Pauncho Magic," while I've asked a good many chicas their plans for the next couple of months, none have asked me to play Santa Claus.

Thanks!

#71 USE A BLANK NOTEBOOK, STUPID

I have previously learned to clean my room between chicas - condoms on the floor or in the trash are a dead giveaway.

She wanted to trade phone numbers and stuff. Great, because I had been working on this chica for a couple of months. I had wanted to convert her from my puta to my girlfriend.

I got up and fished out my wallet, pulled out my pocket notebook and tore out a sheet, gave her my ID and had her copy it all down, then added my phone number. Then I handed her my notebook so she could write down hers.

DUMB SHIT !!! She turned a page and looked at the inside back cover where I keep my often used phone numbers, then turned a couple of pages and saw my notes on the two prior girls (from the same bar). This queered the deal.

She suddenly forgot her cellular number and cooled off fast. I blew it.

Last week I was tired and paid my favorita for 4 hours instead of the 6 hours we spent together.

This week I figured it out and paid her her "back pay".

When I asked her why she let me do that (as I have told her before to always call me on such mistakes), she said "The money is not important".

Do I need to send her to a shrink or something ?

#73 - DO I HAVE TO ??? On two occasions I have asked for BB sex from chicas that whined "Do I have to in order to keep you from leaving me ?"

I told #1 that I wouldn't dump her the same night, but in time I would. She came across. (but no BJ).

I had just told #2 that I would stop seeing her because I wasn't getting what I wanted (emotionally) from her. She whined, "Would you stay if we went BB ?' I declined that night.

The significant part was that they both whined EXACTLY alike. There is something significant here.

There are two ways to get what you want. One is to "push". Ask, and, when someone refuses, renegotiate. The other is to whine.

Both are (obviously) viable strategies, but the whining one is more comfortable for people raised to a culture of non-confrontation.

This is happening to Americans as well as Mexicans, of course.

The downside is that we're all becoming immune to "guilt" associated negotiation -- whining and begging.

The next time you don't get what you want from a chica, instead of whining at her, ask harder. Negotiate, and then renegotiate. But don't EVER whine -- never say "you let me do it last time ..." or "she lets me do it..."

Those are whining, and they get processed by the "water off a duck's back" part of our minds now.

Instead, go with "I want to". When that doesn't work, go with "I want to" some more.

"I want to fuck your ass."

"No."

"You're so hot. And your ass is so round and beautiful. I want to fuck it."

"Hee hee. No."

"Oh baby, let me get my dick up in there..."

etc.

The point is, if you DON'T WHINE, her brain stays engaged. She doesn't, by and large, have a short-circuit in her brain for your renegotiating technique, because no-one does that. So she has to listen, and say no, each time. And since she's listening, and you're "confronting" her -- asking, pressuring, 'closing the sale' -- there's a chance that she'll fall back into "I'm a girl in a Catholic society" mode, and give you what you ask for.

Dem Negotiating Gnomes

I didn't whine, she did.

But she took the advantage back when she called me this afternoon.

Ealier in the week - when I didn't have time to do her but only dance a few - she ignored me while dancing.

This pissed me off so - in mid-song - I asked her how many, paid her and turned on my heel and left.

When she called me at home, I told her I missed her. She now has the upper hand and knows it.

The battle continues.

If you let a chica get the upper hand on you in the Zona Norte, well, what can I say? Since her padrote has the upper hand on her, what does that say?

74 - "CANDY IS DANDY" (revisited)
& "THE POWER OF REGIONAL CUISINE"

Another monger posted about Restaurant "Cemitas China Poblana".
I took my (now EX-) favorita there.

Later in bed, she (almost formally) thanked me, saying she had been suffering from lack of food from her region.

As the vast majority of the chicas at bar El Fracaso are from the states of Puebla and Tlaxcala, they all react STRONGLY POSITIVELY to regional fare and candies.

I took 3 boxes ($9.00 worth) of camotes (flavored sweet potato candy) to the bar and they literally snatched them out of my hands. I had to go buy another $12 worth.

And they were asking me where they could buy more.

The key word here is REGIONAL. The candy store clerks clued me in on what to buy after I explained where the girls came from.

I believe that the Regional FOOD idea has VERY strong psychological roots, as many came from poor families.

I gotten mileage out of candy, food, and even "You tuck me in just like my mom used to" . The psychological keys to these girls are rooted in their childhoods.

Mexicans sometimes use the word "locksmith" to indicate the guy that has the key to all of the girls. I'm talking about a different kind of key, but one that is important.

And speaking of food, I have often invited the chicas to dine, and if I see one in the adjacent restaurant, I'll often join them and pick up their tab, as I enjoy the company.

Last weekend, Laura #2 asked me "Have you eaten yet ?". We went out to dinner and her gratitude was obvious. I am now encroaching on the area of "Friend". It can't possibly be a bad thing.

Once again, at some level of cognizance for these chicas, FOOD IS MORE IMPORTANT (& personal) THAN MONEY.

All of the above is solely IMHO.

Oh, yeah to Explorer (March 13th).

I dumped her last weekend.
I was crazy in love with the woman & I dumped her.

Why, because she had gotten the upper hand and had a firm grip on it. So I just fucked someone else, who turned out to be btter in bed.

Then I told her we must part because I cheated on her. She replied that as a man, I had that right, and that she wanted to stay with me.

I took the blame for all that had passed, cried, dismissed her, saying that where there was no trust, there was nothing, and due to my actions I no longer merited her trust, and that she must leave.

She left pissed, and I went back to the bar and fucked her friends. She seethed the whole evening. I have a happy pecker.

Breaking up is hard to do.


We don't talk any more. I guess I'm a woose. But in the months we were together, many new girls came to the bar, and now I'm fucking my way through them.

So much for rule 57.

SrP, does this mean la plaquita is back on the playlist?

Good to see you posting again, and good to see you being proactive in your dealings with the wimmin.

I like and agree with your regional cuisine comment.

DG

She always was on the playlist, just really hard to find when I paid her for the entire night and we disappeared.

I won't be doing that anymore. She didn't show up Tuesday night (3-30-04), but that's mid week.

Anyone would be well advised NOT to mention that they know me - or even my name - in her presence.

Yes, I am a butterfly !

#75 IT REALLY MATTERS WHAT MY CO-WORKERS THINK

In the last 3 months i've had two opportunities to view this idea:

1. When SOTP's roommate kept trying to take me to the room in December, I finally began negotiations: Available services, then price. She asked me how much I had paid SOTP and I said "Muy Poco". But she agreed to the price and then said but let's do it tomorrow.

She promptly told SOTP that I had solicited her and had said that SOTP & I were doing if for free. SOTP was totally pissed about the free part. As if her reputation had been harmed. It was the last time we ever went to the room.

2. In another case, I admitted to a favorita that I had cheated on her. Her first question was "Was it somebody from the same bar ?" (Reputation again ?)

I personally think these girls are quite sensitive about their reputations and "face".

#76 I CAN'T PASS UP A BARGAIN

I have been known to give the girls everything from candy to ice cream to baby clothes.

Then some monger suggested I SELL them this stuff.

I scooped up some bargains at the 99 cent store. Mostly kid sizes. Then I walk one turn (up & back) in the alley carrying the clothes, but not "acting like I'm selling them".

Never have I been the subject of more "Pst"s nor arm tugging.

The amazing thing is the chicas treated me differently - NOT LIKE A CLIENT. It was a social event - I got to meet several chicas - I doubled my investment ( WOW ! $5 becomes $10 ) - and it was kinda' fun.

#77 WHAT DO WOMEN THINK; When I arrived at my ex-favorita's place, she hadn't yet awakened from a night of fichera dancing. Just like the day before I grabbed her to kiss her on the mouth.

This time she was ready, and forcibly turnded her head to present her cheek.

Later, as I was laying on the bed (her defacto couch), after she showered, she dried off in front of me, facing me to present a full view.

I whistled appreciatively, and at one point grabbed her hand, kissed the end of her little finger and told her that it represented kisses in many places. As usual, she made no response.

Then she started making detailed inquiries as to did I sleep well, etc. (She was fishing, of course)

I mentioned that every time I returned to the club she was occupied (Saturday night), so I left.

I didn't tell her about the street girl I banged, and her questions were well not enough crafted to elicit this information - I wouldn't lie to her if she point-blank asked me.

What the hell she wants I do NOT know. But I love her still.

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Mr. Pauncho, what is this business of paying the Fracaso extra money for extra time in the room? Are you the only guy who does this?

Explorer,
what is the number of the entry above to which you refer ?

I meant to say Fracaso girls, not the Fracaso bar. As for the number, I can't say, you mentioned in passing at least once paying a Fracaso chica $80 for an extra 30 minutes or some such.

I pay them $20 for each 30 minutes.

Once in a while I offer & they accept $30 for the next hour.

Recently I paid one 1,000 pesos ($ 90) FOR MIDNIGHT TO 5 am.

Coño!

New Record; 1,200 pesos for 18 hours together:
Sex, dinner, movies, dancing (El Fracaso) sex, sleep, sex, a day outing.....

#78 - Silver-Tongued Devil...

I was riding in a "route cab" while another passenger (youngish-woman) was putting on makeup.

As we neared the final stop, I said to her "Senorita, Usted no sabe que no se puede mejor la pefecion ? (Don't you know that one cannot improve on perfection ?)

She paused a minute - understood me - and murmured "Gracias".

She understood that this was a gallant compliment.

#79 Jealousy Colombia Style.

I stopped in at my local "99 cents only" and spotted a mother-lode of spanish videos & cartoons.

I was literally taking them out of the boxes before the stock girl could set them up. I apologized and said that I didn't get much chance to buy them in Spanish.

(This girl is a LOT whiter than me and I glow in the dark - I'm so pale).

She answered in Spanish and then I remembered she was from Colombia. Later she was the cashier who checked me out.

When I said that they were for my amigitos (little friends) in Mexico, she gave me a dirty look and said "Amigitas ?" (little GIRL friends).

I was a little offended, and retorted "No, para los ninos). I have lots of small friends in Mexico (I didn't mention that most of their mom's were putas).

This woman actually seemed jealous. I said that I used to have a girlfriend in Tijuana but I broke up with her for her "games".

When she asked me about the 10 dozen condoms, I said that a friend who works in a bad job wanted me to buy them for her (the truth).

I had so much stuff (I spent $88.00) that we even got to "when's your birthday?" before I left the register. Unfortunately, her's was the day before.

Missed my big chance.....

But the idea that stuck me strange is that a clerk who I have talked to once acted jealous.
(remember that I am almost sixty and fat, so we are not takling about hunk-ville here - although I have whittled my self down to merely being 75 pounds overweight).

Don't worry, she was just collecting data for her file on What To Do When Her Husband Hits 60.

number 80

Cuando se corta el cabello: When your putanovia cuts her hair:

The longest strand is maybe 18 inches.
Every time I have a long-haired puta in my room, I have to search out the long hairs and dispose of the evidence.

Do you suppose she cut her hair so she could play detective ?

Just tell her they're leftovers from before she cut her hair..

#81 There are NO Gringo Padrotes

I took one of my putamigas (whore girfriends - actually just a provider-friend) out to lunch to a small place on Calle Coahuila.

As I was returning her to her hotel across from Bar La Gloria, We were holding hands and laughing like a real couple.

I quipped "If we keep this up, people are going to think that I'm your padrote (pimp)."

She replied "Boyfriend maybe, there's no such thing as a gringo pimp."

I think this phrase is a "Tijuana TRUTH", folks.

Number 82 I want to be able to look my kids in the eye.

The chica told me this last week. It seems her kids are coming to Tijuana to live with her, and it is her intention to only dance at the bar, instead of also going to the room.

So I suggested we shack up, but she was not having any. But she said we still could go to the room because we know each other well.

Of course I spotted her this weekend leaving the bar with another patron.

But it is not often that I get to hear a putamentira that I have never heard before.....

Number 83 MAYBE IT AINT REALLY TRUE

There is a maxim that a customer can NEVER really be a boyfriend nor even a real friend to a working girl. These exist only in separate universes.

Recently I had this maxim challenged by a chica who used to be my favorita.

One day she doubled her prices on me, knowing I would decline. Shortly thereafter she left the profession.

Turns out she married a client.

She recently showed up at my favorite bar.

She does not like to go to the room for fear of injuring her baby (3 months pregnant and really showing).

As we know each other well, it was 5 hours for $70, but afterwards I added $30 to make it $100.

We are very good to each other.......

Does this mean she isn't completely married, or that she's cheating on her client-cum-husband, or what?

DemG

Se dicen "Una puta siempre sera una puta" which translates as "A whore will ALWAYS be a whore".

Her personal economy was lacking and she showed up ony to dance, and we know each other well....

# 84
My own observation is that it is REALLY worthwhile to learn to seak Spanish. It will open up a whole new world.

(Yes, I have converted to the Mexican religion.)

For those of you who enjoy the EXPERIENCE of being with Mexican putas, heed this....

Empathy improves the experience !
And communcation is necessary for empathy.

Of course if you are just looking for a cum dumpster, none of this applies to you.

Today a SG told me she loved me and I was her novio, in the presence of her coworkers. Was it a lie ?

Well, her lips were moving.

But it IS signifcant to note that I am NOT and will never be her client. I am unwilling to pay $20 for panocha.

But I brought her a sandwich for lunch (admittedy highly desirable regional fare), rubbed her back, kissed her all over her neck and face, and we held hands for a while.

We did this for about ten minutes, the she said "gotta work" and we said goodbye.
I am senstive to the issue "Time is money".

This was fun for me, and I would like to see where it is going.

Actually, I have found several chicas who are very "hands on" lately. It is a lot of fun.