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There you go guys
http://www.menbehavingbadly.ca/reviews/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4853

Milky, If you're going to Club Lap-Dance beware the jotos - about 40 % now.

I've tried to guess which new girl is a joto and which isn't. I was wrong about half the time.

The really aggressive blond lapdancer (female) will protect your life with her own as long as you have a dollar in your pocket. So hang on to one buck.

If you see Rocio - the paloma (lap dance ticket writer)- give her my love, and HANDS OFF!

Berenice (mesera - about 30) have the most virginal tits -suck 'em for a buck.

If you try the PG lap-dancer, let me know if it's good.

Pauncho

Hi Pauncho

This sounds like my kind of club !
I have been there many times during the night when its a disco. I met a group of chicas one time from Tecate and had a great time.
I have been in here once when it was a strip club and it was kind of dead.
You said you were right about half the time and the other half you were "blown away" right ?

I will try this place in a few weeks just for sum kicks and maybe will see some old flames from bambis

take care
Milky

Donde esta Club LapDance?

Yo gusta virginal tits.

Actually, discussion about "Club LapDance" belongs in my "Off-topic/relationships/Is my 'stripper' girlfriend a whore" thread.

Oh, yeh ! About the flaming & stuff.
I probably forgot to mention that I'm quite an asshole, so I take no offense when you guys imitate me. (translation - I take no offense when you flame me.)

Well, as I predicted, I was a no-show this weekend (Sat & Sun, Dec 21 & 22) due to a week's worth of diarrhea. This could turn out to be a shitty Christmas.

My LTF (Long-Term Favorita) actually called me today. She asked why I didn't show and I told her I was sick. This is the second time she has ever called me. She called me once about 2 years ago when she hadn't seen me in a long while.

She said she didn't call me yesterday because she didn't have her bag with my phone number in it. (Her "Bag" is her mobile whore kit. As she spends her entire Saturday with me, she doesn't need it. Sunday she leaves me about 1 pm to go to work, and she has it with her.)

I told her that we have a problem. That a neighbor had told me about her husband and that I knew she had been lying to me. She claimed it was a lie, and that her neighbors were mad at her. When I asked her why, she didn't know.

So I told her that instead of meeting her at the hotel, I'd meet her at her house, and we'd see exactly who lives there. She said I'd get lost and never find it. I told her not to worry, that her address was Calle "A" # 49xx (changed to protect the innocent.) and I wouldn't get lost.

This didn't faze her a bit. She didn't seem offended, surprised, upset nor angry, just a little amused. She did end up convincing me to meet her at the hotel, though. But I'm half-inclined to meet her at her door when she comes out of the house.

I know there's no chance she'd ever pay me for services, but wouldn't it be nice if I could get it for free. I have been treating her EXCEPTIONALLY well in the bedroom. (95% of the time, I simply exist for her pleasure....)

There's a positive in all of this. Staying home allowed me to work on my 2001 taxes. I didn't finish them, but made significant inroads. The refund should give me a vacation into mainland Mexico. I'd like to visit Guanajuato (city) and a couple of nearby small towns, Cuernavaca (God, I just realized that means "Cowhorn".), and Atlixco, Puebla as possible retirement sites. Maybe meet a nice girl, or maybe some not-so-nice ones....

Or maybe I'll just keep screwing LTF, who "bedroom ambiance" can only be exceeded by my girlfriend of the mid-80's (who left me because I wouldn't marry her). Or, or, or ... maybe I'll find out that prostitution is a family affair, and look up her 18 & 20-year-old daughters. You know, kinda' like mom, but with a tighter pussy.

You know, now that she's cut her hair, SG Itary looks a little like the photo of LTF's oldest daughter...

As a closing note, SG "Susana de Tlaxcala" in front of Club Hong Kong pointedly asked me what I was doing Christmas eve. She said she'd be working....... She's got no family in town and ........ There's nothing like another pussy to maintain one's perspective. She's been helping me with that about once per week anyway. She loves those flavored condoms...

You can tell by my ramblings that I'm tired & a little crazy tonight, but at least my heart's in the right place.

Pauncho

Pauncho:

A possible misconception - I wasn't flaming YOU, and I over-reacted anyhow (as usual). I feel for you buddy, we've all been down the same road, on way or another. Your trip further down into Mexico sounds great, and may be the best medicine.

Abrazo,

BS

Bad Seed, Please forgive my characterization as "flaming". Everyone seemed so serious and I wanted to lighten it up a bit.

I hope you take no offense at my loosely applied label. I take no offense at anything (other than when my LTF lies to me, and even that usually goes away when she takes off her clothes.

Merry Christmas !
Pauncho

Sr. Pauncho:

Nothing to be sorry about - sin problemas.

BS

I've a lot more to add to this thread, but i'm still working on it.

SP,

I have been following your adventures for the last few months. I like your attitude and approach to life. I also admire the compassion you have for the kids in these girls lives. Keep up the good work. And Definitely go further south. The real Mexico begins about 100 miles south of the border.

Badseed, Even if it was a flame war, which I don't like, your comeback was a great piece of writing. I wish I had half your wit and style. But I must say that I have had the pleasure of seeing Porker( another damn fine writer)in action. He needs no advice on how to handle Mexican hookers. If he has a propensity to respect the girls or have an abnormally large soft spot for them, I believe it is because he knows mexico, the culture, and the Mexicans, better than most of us. They are whores but they all have a tragic story. (Figuring out which story is the true one can sometimes be a problem). Porker is a good guy. I am sure you are also. I have yet to meet a monger that did not have at least one redeeming quality. LOL

But having said all that, my all time favorite monger philosophy is that espoused by Sampson. Now that guy has his priorities straight. He has a steady procession of female company. Sometimes he pays them and sometimes they pay him but he never gets sucked up in their games. He is in the drivers seat at all times.

Batstertheverbose

Atlixco, Puebla allegedly has the best climate in the world!

Pauncho,

Let us know when you go on vacation. I may be returning to Puebla again this year. Maybe we could offend "Los Puritanos" or something...

(At the very least, we could work on our duet rendition of "Tijuana Jail"...)

=Austin

I can't afford to go on vacation, I spend all of my money on Tijuana whores EVERY weekend.

Well, I finally broke up with LTF (my Long-Term Favorita) on New Year's Day, although I might not have spoken clearly.

I have written about 10,000 emotional words on this subject that I decided not to post.

The following Sunday I encountered her at Bar El Fracaso. I approached her and said "I'm not here to bother you, but I'm NOT going to avoid my favorite bar because of you. Clearly, it's over."

She nodded, we shook hands, then both her and her girlfriend laughed at me. I then danced with the girl I call my grandaughter.

I told her what had happened and made sure to visibly play with her ass while dancing. Usually she hits me, but this time she recognized the special circumstance and let me.

I haven't seen LTF at Bar El Fracaso since.
Although I'm still in love with her, I know that there was nothing in it for me but pain, so I bailed out.

In truth, those young women with the tight pussies are better in bed, it's just not about love, that's all.

I'm still a little down, but I'm fucking my way out of it. The three young women at the bar are mad at each other and at me because I'm fucking all three of them (at 20 bucks for 30 minutes, etc.)

I'm sorry to hear about your troubles, SrP. But I'm sure that if you keep on fuckin' (for $40/hr) - that you'll be fine. Keep those reports cumming - we're all behind you.

MrBill

Just make sure i am not too close behind you

good Luck Senor P

Milky

SP> I have written about 10,000 emotional
SP> words on this subject that I decided
SP> not to post.

Well, thank God for small favors.

Go, fucking Pauncho! Go fucking, Pauncho!

Actually, I wasn't clear. I pay 20 bucks for 30 minutes. When they throw in a BBBJ, I up the ante to 50 bucks for 1 & 1/2 hours.

But it really hurts me to pay so damn much. I guees I'm that guy they post about who overpays the girls and ruins it for everybody.

With LTF, I was giving her 150 bucks for 10-6 on Saturday, and 10 to noon on Sunday. 'Course I'd generally lose about an hour of that due to lateness.

Does anybody know where I can find QUALITY pussy at cheaper rates ?

p.s. gnomes, reading the shit I post IS optional...

Suddenly, all but one of my pussy resources has evaporated. And all of the girls at Bar El Fracaso know me & my tricks.

I even danced with a fat new girl to try something different, but I was broke so I didn't ask her to the room.

A couple of the girls I used to fuck (but weren't star performers) are getting real aggressive. I gues they are addicted to the: Spanish cartoons, thong underwear, bras, CDs of childrens stories, etcetera, that I bring from the dollar store.

Last weeks special was house slippers.....

"I'm not here to bother you, but I'm NOT going to avoid my favorite bar because of you. Clearly, it's over."

How do you say that in Spanish?

No estoy aqui para molestarte, pero no voy a evitar mi lugar favorito por que estas aqui.

Claro que ya se acabo.

(Course my spanish sucks, but she got the idea)
She and her girlfriend both laughed, but I haven't seen her there since. Go figure...

CANDY IS DANDY, BUT....

I invested 12 bucks in a pound of See's Candy for a birthday present for "A". the next time we went to the hotel, she wouldn't even give me a blow job. Damn! And she was vying for the top of my list due to her tight pussy. I guess that means that I'm in love with "S#3", who isn't as gifted, but is as willing, and charges the same prices.

SATURDAY, AT THE PARK .....

I spent the day with my ex-ex-ex-girlfriend's kids and their mother, at the park. (This is the woman of the $225 kiss story in last week's chat area.) we fed about five pounds of "scratch" to the pigeons, blew plastics bubbles, lolled in the grass, played on the slides and swings, and in general kicked back - mexican style.

Afterwards, we went out to dinner ($23 this time), returned to her house, listened to a CD with the children's story "Hunchback of Notre Dame". I finally said to her "I think you want me to go home now." She said "No".


THE CHUPACABRA

Saturday evening, I showed up at Bar El Fracaso. S#3 asked me where I was all day Saturday. I replied that she shouldn't ask questions that she doesn't want the answers to, then told her the truth, including the part about we didn't even kiss)

She got all jealous and I told her that if she was worried, she should mark me with a Chupaton (hicky). She planted a big one on my neck that was mostly hidden by my shirt collar.

Back at Bar El Fracaso, we were dancing - the other resident gringo dancing nearby said "What's that ?". I answered "Yo caí en la calle, y una chupacabra me atacó. Una chupacabra flaquita..." (I fell in the street, and a goatsucker [mexican vampire] attacked me - a skinny one) while giving my thin companion a smile. Everyone laughed, and she blushed big time.

The next morning, I was wearing a T-shirt and the hicky showed clearl. My waitress asked me the same question and received the same response. Then she and her two companions teased me without mercy. Now I'm hoping the damn thing goes away before Valentine's Day.

THE THREE THOUSAND DOLLAR BLOW JOB

In the several years (On & Off) that I visited my Long-Term Favorita (LTF), I probably spent 3 or 4 thousand dollars. Only once did I get a blow job out of her (in November or December of 2002). She was pretty good at it, too. But she would never do it again. I broke off with her on January 1st, 2003 (for reasons unrelated to the lack of blow jobs)

She broke my heart. Sunday morning (9 Feb)ruary, I woke up about 4:30 AM and the hotel management told me the a woman of her description knocked on my door, but couldn't wake me, and said she'd return about 6 AM. My heart started racing. I was disappointed to find out who it actually was.

The next day at the bar, I danced and talked with "S" (who acts as a mother and teacher to the new girls). She told me that LTF had changed to another bar. I did NOT ask which one.

The upside of this is she also told me that my amiga "E" (that preceeded LTF) had gotten married, but had mentioned something very positive about me in bed (DATY). This explains why girls I don't know at Bar El Fracaso "me han dado ojos de sabiduria" (have been giving me knowing looks). I had always thought that it was because I can't dance for shit.

THE ONE DOLLAR BLOW JOB (OK, OK. 99 cents plus tax)

My latest find at the 99 cent store has been pantuflas (house slippers). As most mexicans have cold concrete floors, they are crazy about them. After having given a pair to (the girl I call my grandchild), she wanted a pair for her father (translates as padrote or novio). I told her it would cost her a blow job.

It was the equal of the $ 3,000 blow job above, and I got to watch her big tits move about, too. (LTF, above, has small breasts) I was mean enough to tease her afterwards that I would have given them to her free.

I can't wait to see what crap they are selling next week.

Re: the 99 cent BJ:

YOU are my idol!!!

I have to admit that I paid her $20.00 for the session, but the added service (CBJ) cost me one pair of 99 cent slippers.

Exploder> "I'm not here to bother you, but I'm NOT going to avoid my favorite bar because of you. Clearly, it's over."

Exploder> How do you say that in Spanish?

"Ve te chingada."

SP> THE THREE THOUSAND DOLLAR BLOW JOB

Bad.

SP> THE ONE DOLLAR BLOW JOB

Good.


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And SP, I know reading your stuff is optional. But if we don't correct you, how will you learn?

Dem Role Modeling Gnomes

Knomy that was funny
LOL

Milk

Wednesday, February 19, 2003 - The birthday of "O"

I had arranged to take the day off Thursday, so we could spend the night together. I had big plans - gifts, dinner in a nice restaurant, a movie, DATY until her head caved in..... But reality struck !

In a previous discussion, she had said a TLN for $ 150 mid-week would be OK, and would be possible because her kid was in the south at Mom's

But when I arrived - still in my Pauncho Loco disguise, I went straight to Bar El Fracaso and sat with her. I gave her the card and the gifts: Gold heart earrings and a blouse.

I told her my plans and she agreed, then she started backpedaling, claiming her kid & her brother were in town, etc, etc. The story evolved differently as she continued telling it. I told her I'd return in about 45 minutes - all dressed and ready.

But as I showered, I began to put the pieces together - she'd been lying about her home situation. I got really pissed.

When I returned, she was just getting up to dance with a client (She's a ficha dancer/hooker). I immediately grabbed Sarah#1 and started dancing. After a couple of numbers, she sat back down. I immediately left Sarah#1 (a little abruptly - I owe her an apology) and asked "O" to dance.

I told her "I wish to apologize. I'm from a different culture and girls say 'No' clearly. I didn't realize I was bothering you." "You weren't bothering me", she replied (She could tell I was pissed).

"I won't do it again", I said, handing her the dollar (for half a dance), turning on my heel and leaving.

I went to the telephone kiosk and tried to call "A" (of the $125 kiss) who didn't answer. I went to Club LapDance and shot the bull with "Sis" (sister of "Lady LapDance") who asked me what was up ! I told her about my plan to go out with someone else instead. She cheered me on (as she knows what a fucking woose I usually am).

I went back to the Telephone kiosk, called "A", invited her (& the kids) to dinner. She had just eaten. When I told her it would be chinese, she decided she was hungry anyway.

An hour later, I showed up at her door. We took her car, went to Chan's Cuisine (Superb Chinese food). The check was $ 61 for two adults and 2 kids (one of whom didn't eat). As cheap as I am, it was worth it. Got back to her house about 10 PM. Said our (almost tender) goodbyes, and I returned to centro.

Returned to my hotel briefly. The afternoon/evening manager said that "O" had come to my room, looking for me. I returned to Bar El Fracaso, saw "O" seated on the other side of the bar, grabbed "L" and started dancing.

"O" left the bar (I thought she was following a guy out). Seconds later, I grabbed "L" and headed for my hotel. On the way out "O" was coming back in - alone. I had "L" in tow. I spoke. "O" neither spoke nor glanced my way.

I spent an 1 & 1/2 hours with "L" (talking and sleeping - I was too pissed to care about sex). Returned to the bar with "L" in tow (to insure I had been "seen"), but "O" wasn't there (past her usual hour of departure).

Danced a while, took "L#2" to the room and enjoyed life.

The next morning the night hotel manager said that "O" had come looking for me 4 times while I was out to dinner. I get she realizes she pissed me off.

My take on all this is that she can ask me the next time she wants to dance. In a culture where "Face" is everything, this is highly unlikely. But I still haven't done the 2 cute friends of "O": Laura & Elisabeth. I guess now's the time.

I am learning (& she will learn) that there is nothing easier to replace (in Tijuana) than a pussy. I have my choice of most of the girls in the bar - 20 bucks for 30 minutes..

There is one note of great sadness in all of this. I was just getting "O" trained and now she's no longer in my stable. I'm down to just ONE excellent piece of ass, who doesn't always show up.

Time to do some prospecting !!!

Pauncho

Saturday, February 22, 2003

I went to my hotel about 9:30 AM, checked in, and called "A" (of the $125 kiss) - No answer. I ran a few errands and about 30 minutes later called "A" again. She answered and, upon further questioning, was still out of town at her sister's. We agreed to talk again at 10:00 AM Sunday.

I did a lot of stuff I can't remember, and some more that doesn't matter. I did visit Club LapDance and gave a cubic zirconia to "Sis". A CZ 15 cm (> 1/2 inch) in diameter to place in her navel. I told her it was a real diamond and that she should try it on the club's glass windows if she doubted me.

She was happy to get it because anything that attracts attention means money and ......

Around 4:00 PM I returned to Bar El Fracaso. Just as I was approaching the door, "O" was approaching from the other direction. I said "Hi." and she remained silent, giving me one hell of a dirty look. She went to the NE corner of the room (her usual spot), and I went to the SE corner, grabbed la nieta, and started dancing.

I told her that I was a changed man and would no longer grab her ass in front of her friends during the song "Mi Cu Cu" - the part that says "No me toques el cu cu" (Don't touch my booty !). And to prove it, I selected the song on the sinfonola (Juke Box, also "Rockola") and demonstrated my changed nature by not pawing her during the song.

Of course, it's damn hard to turn over a new leaf - the next song I had selected was "El Bastonazo" (A whack with a cane - ???) by Joel Higuera (same CD as Baile de la Toallita, a song that the girls really enjoy).

The song has as one of it's lyrics the refrain (verse of the children's "patty cake" game) "Sera melon, sera sandia, sera la vieja del otro dia" (literally "It could be melon, it could be water melon, it could be...", but contextually "It could be this, it could be that" [and maybe even "It don't make much difference"] )

Of course I put the "Pauncho Twist" on its meaning, putting my hands up in the "patty cake" position, grabbing her right breast with my right hand and honking it (during "Sera melon"), then her left with my left (during "sera sandia"). Kinda' like a right & left crosscut combination.

Her guard was down and I got in both "punches" smoothly. Then I told her I was a changed man - in that I had changed songs for behaving thusly. Of course I made sure we were observed so some laughter ensued.

As she was wearing Levis with a belt, I then grabbed her by her belt, hauled her out of the bar towards the hotel. This entertains the hell out of everybody. I hadn't done so in about a month or more, so it was "almost" new humor.

I'm getting quite a reputation for my antics at this bar. Even drunk Mexicans don't misbehave in this fashion - although they may someday learn by observation.

After the 30 minutes in the room (during which I told her the entire story about "O"), we returned to the bar. Just before we went in, a flower seller passed and I bought her a single rose. I felt that "O" really needed to understand that she could be replaced.

DOS POR UNO

As I entered the bar stepped up on the dance floor (La nieta in tow), I almost stepped on my EX-LTF (Long-Term Favorita). She hadn't shown her face since January 5th, when I had told her that I wouldn't avoid my favorite bar just because she was there.

I told la nieta "God, my ex-girlfriend is here, too. Do me a favor and look at me with very loving eyes, OK ?". She laughed and went along with it. After 5 dances, I saw S#1. Ran to my room to grab the 3 cartoons (in Spanish) and a jar of generic Vicks Vapor Rub (The stuff's expensive in Mexico, too., and is a very well thought of remedy) that I had promised her for her sick kids, and returned to the bar.

I gave her the stuff and asked her to dance. I gave her the same story, and she gave me those adoring glances. As LTF was at a table adjacent to the dance floor, I couldn't help but see her. So I left for the room with S#1, spent an hour in the room (she was whining - in a nice way - about saving money for a trip home).

I asked her to mark me good, so she put on piles of fresh lipstick and placed two glaringly obvious smooches on my cheeks that you could see from a mile off. We went out to eat (the cafe in the "Hotel Enva Building") and returned to the bar, with a rose, of course.

Everybody noticed, a few teased, and LTF was still there. The truth is, during a couple of romantic tunes, I had strong thoughts and feelings about LTF. I asked S#1 to use her nails and pinch my fat little arms with great force. She asked why and I told her to staunch the tears and distract me from the pain.

After several aborted tries, I convinced her to really pinch. You know, when it hurts enough in the arms, you can't feel emotional pain at all. I now sport several nasty bruises on my arms, but it worked.

When we finished dancing about 5 tunes, we exited the stage near the juke box, and I thanked her. We looked over the tune selections (they just got a new juke box), and "C" came over and started rubbing her tits into my back (She's a trifle aggressive).

I told her that she was helping more than she knew (Dos por uno, two "ex-girlfriends" with one stone - although "O" had never gotten to the status of girlfriend, she was on the track for promotion.

We ultimately went out for dinner (same restaurant). (For whatever childish reason, I wanted to be seen leaving the bar [for about 20-30 minutes] as often as possible that night). We didn't go to the hotel, though. But she's a real chum.

Later I encountered "R". We went out to eat (Same restaurant - Obviously together leaving the bar). She doesn't go to the hotel, but it didn't matter. When we returned, LTF was gone for the evening (She used to leave promptly at six, but stayed around until 7). I saw her dancing and drinking a couple of times, but never leaving. She did a lot of sitting.

I told "R"; "She may not miss me, but I bet she misses my wallet. She's just sitting there." "R" agreed.

Later on I took "A" (of the bar) to the room, this time for the pleasure of her warm presence. "A" had been ahead in the "race to be Pauncho's favorite, but slipped behind "O". Of course, now she's out in front of a field of only one. But I haven't screwed "O"s friends yet (out of respect and fear of tattletales), but now......

"A" left the semi-conscious, nearly-sleeping Pauncho in his lair. I fell asleep until about 4:30 AM (my real-life get-up time).

Then I got up and returned to Bar El Fracaso. Real slim pickins ! But one drunk woman asked me to buy her a beer. I bought her a caguama, paid her the $1.50 commission directly, and retired to a table to try to get some free ass.

I had some vague distrust of her ostensible gender, but never got chance to explore it as she drank the bottle, got into a maudlin crying jag, then fell asleep. But not so sleepy that she would let me play with her tits.

They started to close the bar, so I just left her sleeping hulk there, and returned to the hotel and went to bed.
...............
In retrospect, all of the girls I danced with rallied around to support me in my time of need - without even charging me extra. I guess that's real friendship - or as close as it gets - in La Zona.

I woke up for the last time at 10:30, called "A" (of the $125 kiss, different from "A" of the bar), and arranged to meet her at home (I had a bunch of toys for her kids - taken from "bin stock" at home. I buy shit knowing that it will come in handy).

I had promised myself months ago that I would - if possible - pay for her computer schooling as a vehicle to leave prostituion. We had talked about it. She kept telling me that it cost $60 every semester. I said OK, thinking she meant every month and hoping it wasn't every week - although I think I would have coughed it up.

Well, she enrolled and it really is $60 every six months, although I'm kinda' on the hook for 3 semesters. I really do like this girl, and $180 won't kill me.

We began planning her daughter's birthday (in 2 weeks). I'm going to get to fund it, of course. But I really live for the kids, anyway. You know - I love the kids and I love to fuck their moms (Although I not doing "A" right now, we have regressed to the handholding stage - it's quite pleasant and romantic).

I returned to the U.S., longing for the day that I can retire in Mexico.

Sr. Pauncho, your work with single mothers in Mexico might be Nobel Peace Prize worthy. Gotta expand a little bit, though, and get a foundation going or something. Start training 'missionaries' to spread the word to La Gloria and Diamante, etc.

Just curious, but I wonder what the Thailand guys would think about your 'butterfly' tendencies at El Fracaso. I mean 'face' exists for Mexican chicas too, doesn't it? Yet you seem to get away with playing them against each other quite well. I would imagine playing Santa Claus helps.

And re: "But not so sleepy that she would let me play with her tits."

YOU are a PERVERT!!!

Please keep this stuff coming!

I can't say that I always get away with it.

You should have seen the pair of evil eyes that "O" gave me. (Although I've always danced with several others). In fact, I believe her face was twisted with rage.

This could be about money, or could be about the fact that I live to please them - in the bedroom (when they let me - and she let me)

Actually, one of the ones that "helped" me was one that I told to fuck off ("Vayase a su lugar indicado !" - meaning "Go to your indicated place !" - not profane, but none-the-less VERY strong language) in October 2002.

This is the girl that "pinched" me. She really didn't want to do it, either. You ought to see the bruises I have on both arms.

RE: Pervert - My LTF told me (when we were together) "Me perviertes" (You make me a pervert). I wear the name with pride !

Pauncho

Friday, February 28 through Sunday, March 2, 2003
Arrived Friday afternoon, about 4:30 pm, stopped by the hotel, and immediately went to Bar El Fracaso and fetched "la nieta" to my room to give her a box of (126) disposable diapers for her 18 month old son.

I had originally planned to bath and shave (I had bathed in the morning, but hadn't shaved since the day before) and then fetch her, but...., as things turned out, I did her "as is", and then "tipped" her the massive box of diapers, telling her "Ya me debes una mamada, tragando" (Now you owe me a blow job, swallowing). She swatted me and laughed her wicked cackle she sometimes emits.

I returned to the bar, saw "A" (NOT of the $125 kiss) and decided I wanted to be first. I was in a hurry (not having done her lately) and finished in 20 minutes, but opted for a second 30 minutes ($20 each 30) for cuddling & playing). Her performance was up to her highest standard.

I encountered "O" and spoke but she just glared at me, so I ignored her almost the rest of the weekend. She sat more than she danced, and I didn't see her leaving once (although I'm sure she did...).

While dancing with "A" (Who had really "latched on" to me), "C" (while dancing with another partner) kept making pointing motions to her mouth. (As she won't blow me, I had to think a bit....) Turns out she wanted me to take her to dinner.

I told her that I was already slated to eat with "A", and she replied that she would join us. (Oh, well .........) So we went to (the) Restaurante (in the same building as hotel) Enva.

Returned to Bar El Fracaso, and danced with S#1 a bit. Somewhere along the line, time passed and I went to bed around half past midnight.

As I had "an appointment" with "A" (of the $125 kiss) at 9:00 AM, I checked her station in front of "Hotel X" at 8:00 AM. She was there and waved to me. I immediately turned and went and wolfed down breakfast, returned to my hotel, bathed, shaved and showed up just in time at 9:00. She was nowhere to be found, and her car was gone.

I called her on her cellular and she said she was busy. Confusion reigned (I have more difficulty understanding rapid Spanish on the phone without visual cues when the person is speaking circumspectly). Eventually I determined I should call her again at eleven - I guess that she had found a "longer-than-short-time" client and couldn't pass it up. (It's not like I don't know what her job is, and I don't give her a living allowance like I used to - a year ago & more.)

Eventually, we managed to meet in Centro. I said we ought to drop by the computer school and buy her books. This "School project will now end up costing me $17.00 every two weeks, more than she had said (may she had planned to pay for that part - she actually pulled out her wallet at one point until I waved her off), but cheaper than I had anticipated.

Thankfully, her once-each-month books cost a mere fraction of US prices (about $5.00 per month). In over a year's time, this will cost me more than $1,000 dollars, but, as I told her, I esteem her highly, and would like to open a door of opportunity for her.

We then headed for the park, spotted a movie house in centro and ended up seeing two movies with the kids, had Fish tacos and fish soup at a fonda, then returned to her house. I delivered a million pounds of candy to stuff a piñata for the following weekend.

We fiddled around a bit, worked on a puzzle, I rubbed her back (in the presence of her kids, no less) for about 30 or 40 minutes, and of course (as usual with other chicas) I quipped, "Do you know the difference between making love and doing a massage. She replied "No". I then said "Neither do I. The same feelings, different parts."

Unfortunately, this queered the deal and she made me to stop. But it was a sweet and close time. We chatted, I hassled the kids (who were a little jealous and needed attention), then I left about 9 pm,, returning to Bar El Fracaso.

Danced with "J", whose brother must be a defensive lineman. Pretty, soft, feminine, age 25, about 5' 6" (just guessing, but I didn't check how tall her shoes were), BIG boned, but gratefully, a reasonably tight pussy, and good company. Spotlessly clean, and showered VERY thoroughly after our hour together.

If she weren't a hooker, she'd make Pauncho a nice girlfriend. But as a client - No blow job !!!

About 2:30 AM, "O" snuck up behind me and spoke. Seems she wanted to return to me the birthday gifts I had given her (and others, too) so I could give them to another girl (S#1, who in past months had received at least her share). I asked "Why ?". She replied "Because you are angry with me and don't dance with me any more." (and more words that I couldn't understand - It's really noisy there). (She hadn't seemed to notice that I had been going to the room with "A" from time to time.)

So I asked her to dance. I still couldn't hear much, so I asked her to go to the room. I was almost broke, not horny, and sporting a cold store (which eliminates kissing for a while) I paid her $60.00 for an hour & 30 minutes. We got in bed, cuddled and talked.

I explained that on her birthday, I had thought she was lying (I still don't know...). When we started really getting along, she had started treating me more like a friend (in some ways), and when, on her birthday, she treated me like nothing more than a client, I became REALLY angry and realized I had been wasting my time.

She related her version of what happened and provided a plausible excuse. (Of course, you have to remember that these young women are experts in manipulating men.) She did point out that she had come to my hotel looking for me (4 or 5 times, according to the hotel staff). I gave her points for that.

She said that the hotel staff had told her that I had left (completely), but that she had seen me later in the bar. I told her I had instructed them to do so.

She inquired as to what I did, and I said I would tell her if she really wanted to know, but she wouldn't like it. She did, I did, and she didn't like it. I told her that I took "A" (of the $125 kiss) and her kids out to the same Chinese Restaurant (in Zona Rio) that I had planned to take her, a very expensive place.

She said that on her Saint's day, I could take her to a good chinese place in La Zona, that wasn't expensive, and was nearby. Oops ! Her Saint's day falls on the same weekend as "A"s birthday. I may get to juggle a bit.

I said we would do something nice, and we cuddled until we fell asleep. We woke up at about 5:30 AM (an hour late), and she made sure to point out that she would have to work on short sleep. I told her that she had been sleeping with me so it wouldn't be so bad. This girl still has her eye on the dollar, for sure.

But for now, I guess we are back "On" again. How she's going to feel when (after next Friday night) I disappear again for 10 or 12 hours ("A"s daughter's birthday party) is anybody's guess.

I awakened for the last time at 10:00 AM, showered, went out for breakfast, then returned to the states.

I spent some time with "O" Friday, Saturday, & Sunday nights. I think she grossed $160 from me for the weekend.

She asked me a lot of questions about the little girl's birthday party. I told her I would have invited her but she ALWAYS is working. She countered that if the next one was mid-week she might be interested.

This presents a problem. Most of the few parties that I am invited to revolve around the family and friends of "LLD" (Lady LapDance). They are all cool about stuff, but I can just picture one of the little kids saying "This one's prettier that the girl you brought last week" (or worse yet - uglier).

There are at least 6 little kids in this group that know me well (as the 99 cents only store sugar daddy).

It would be helpful to show up with a date because I have had a problem or two with these girls' jealous boyfriends.

I really think I'm in love, but my serious side notes that it's with 2 different chicas. I guess I'm just in love with being in love.

The high points of my weekend:
1. Sleeping on the couch mid-day at "A"s house with 2 snoring kids piled on me while mom did housework.
2. "O" getting a little jealous and telling me twice that she loved me - very much. (and she asked me for my phone number - but I forgot to give it to her after the session) (Did I mention that when properly motivated, she is a fantastic piece of ass ?)

This girl is another one with sexually sensitive armpits. (If sex Russian style is between the tits, is armpit fucking Polish style ?)

I dampened her jealousy by telling her to mark me (a hickey). These girls never notice that I only let them do this on my last session for the weekend.

I gave her a bit of a hickey (just red, not purple) too.

She bitched a little about my biting the back of her neck, but admitted that it heightened her sexual response. We've now upped the score to 3 orgasms. This has been a slow growth subject, but as trust builds, so does response.

It took my recently dismissed LTF (Long-Term Favorita) two years before she really started letting go. I suppose it would help if either of them drank, but they don't.

It seems that a rather large percentage of our good friends (Tijuana whores) are upstanding citizens that neither drink nor smoke.

I forgot and left out the psychologically interesting part. Now "O" is suddenly interested in how I feel about her being a whore. She said "? Es muy mal vender el cuerpo ?"

I took this as asking me if I thought poorly of her for being a whore. I answered that other than as relates to one's religion, the bad thing is the damage done to one's personality.

That one must separate the body from the heart, soul, and personality and often they can't be put back together afterwards. And to pass the balance of one's life separated from parts of one's self is really lacking.

I also mentioned that was why I always try to treat her like a person, not a provider. But that my behavior might add to her confusion as I blur the mental "barrier" she usually has for customers.

We had a thought-provoking time that night. I suspect that this discussion signals the beginning of a "growth spurt" in our interactions.

And all of this from a "It could never work out permanently because of a 36 year age difference and her desire to have two more children.

It's kinda' magic. For an hour or two I completely forget that I'm an old man (57) and want to pair up with this beautiful creature.

So I fuck her instead and tell her how very special she is. And she is VERY special, at least for the few moments (usualy 1.5 hours) that we have together.

The down side is "C" is all pissed off at me because I won't go to the hotel with her, and S#1 is giving me dirty looks on the same account.

And "La Nieta" is mad at me because I felt her ass (while dancing with "O") without giving her candy.

To Explorer: It looks like "A" and I are going to be "coresident" in Rosarito in about two weeks.

She brought up the idea about two hours after I lost her 3 year-old (for about an hour and a half) in Plaza Reo. She didn't even give me a hard time about it. I was amazed at both things.

I guess I'm giving up working girls (other than her) because I can't afford to do it all.

I ran into my ex-LTF (Long-Term Favorita) Sunday evening. As we hadn't talked since our few sentences during the breakup, I figured it was time.

Her solution was "Let's go to the hotel". I declined on cash grounds, but we danced and went out to dinner. This of course pissed off "O", but not near as much as she'll be pissed off when she finds out that I am moving in with "A".

I explained to LTF that I dumped her for her many lies, then she said she never lied to me. Then she told me a few different lies.

I told ex-LTF that I was moving to Rosarito, and she asked "Are you goin to invite me to your house ?" I answered "Our house...."

She looked at me funny and I repeated it a couple of times. Finally, I said "Her house & my house..." clearly refering to someone other than LTF. This time she got it. And she knew who I meant, too.

She started giving me the I love you because you are such a good person and so affectionate.
I told her that she scammed me, but one of the things that I could not forgive was her feigned passion.

And that truthfully, I treated her a lot better (in bed) than she treated me. I did NOT tell her how very much I missed our times together. I am still trying to forget.

One odd thing I noticed was that dancing with her was like dancing with a rather chubby short girl (which she is) and that she looked her age (44). These are things that I could never focus on when I was stiked on her.

Then she started in on me with "Do you think we might... from time-to-time ?" I told her that to cheat on my girlfriend for sex would be one thing, but to cheat on her with one I had feelings for would be something I would not do.

We parted and I left.

Pauncho, say it ain't so! Guard your freedom, man!

Good deal, though, complaining to your amiga about how she treated you in bed. Maybe it will pay off the next time you are with her. 44 though? OUCH! Does she have any cute grandchildren?

Pauncho:

You're in for big trouble, let's find out how deep is your denial, please confirm that you understand the risks that you are taking.

Porker,
Allegedly daughters 10, 18, & 20.

Explorer, re:Rosarito
We did this before more than a year ago.
I didn't like how I was treated so I left.
I am treated a lot better now.

And even though I'm a big woose with these girls, this one knows from experience that I can AND WILL walk if I'm not kept happy. And it's not like I can knock her up or something (Tubal ligation AND Vasectomy)

I'm putting this thread on long-term hold and will start a new one titled "Pauncho treads the garden path".

I left the girl from Rosarito (See "...Garden Path....." thread.

After the time I spent with the girl from Rosarito, my ex-LTF didn't look so bad.

I left word that I'm looking for her.
I have SEX, not LOVE, in mind...

My ex-LTF(#1) returned to Tijuana a few days ago.
And we're back in the saddle again.
Except less bullshit.

She won't service customers sin condon and
I won't screw hookers sin condon.
(and she WILL now perform head !)
(and she now has a current health card)

About an hour after she left, I ran into Araceli (one hour $ 40 [asked 50], no kids, tight snatch)(previously of Bar El Fracaso), who had just returned to Tijuana after a few months absence - I broke my promise already - her health card is current.

Later I had a dinner date with another Bar El Fracaso girl who didn't show.

I did get a bang out of one fichera - she's new, from Puebla, and she was a cop there. (I now call her "Mi Plaquita" - literally "My Little Badge") ($ 20 for 30 minutes, no kids, tight snatch)

The next day I spent from 2 pm to 4:45 pm with my ex-LTF #1. Told her I had another dinner date with another Bar El Fracaso girl and left.

She showed - dressed to the nines. We went to Chan's Cuisine (Chinese) in Zona Rio.

On the way back - in Centro - we ran into the resident boyfriend (neo-spouse) of Lady LapDance's cousin. I made sure to introduce him.
He's always afraid I'm trying to screw his old lady and is real jealous when I go to their house.
(He's usually right, of course. But right now her AND her co-resident sister are 7 months pregnant.)

When we returned to our respective hotels (She - to dress in whore's clothing again, me - to dress in my "Pauncho Loco" disguise. Then I met her in the bar. We danced 2 tunes, and returned to my hotel for 3 hours ($ 100, I was feeling exceptionally generous).

At mid-night, I met Rosa and she stayed 6 1/2 hours ($ 90).

Collectively, I spent way too much money this weekend (about $ 700) and had WAY too much fun.

Ain't Life Wonderful !!!!!

I feel really confused about my age, though.
W.C.Fields said you are only as old as the woman you feel - but I feel 20 (The lady cop), 21 (Araceli), 28 (my dinner date), 36 (Rosa), 43 (My ex-LTF#1). There may have been more, but I am lost in a fog of lust and love.

Yes, I am in love again - A bad case of "I like you and your tight snatch" with Araceli, I have loved Ex-LTF #1 for years even though she lies a lot to me.

And my dinner date - to whom I have made several half-serious overtures about shacking up, I just love her to pieces. She opened up last night, telling me about herself, her real name (version 3), her city of origin.

She did ask me about the chupeton (hicky) that EX-LTF #1 gave me. I told her that I fell in the street and was attacked by a (mythical vampire-like) chupacabra, a morenita chaparita (describing my ex-LTF #1, whom she knows). She didn't say much..

She staunchly denies that she is shacked up with a guy at the bar that a couple of other girls have told me about (I bought him a drink last night).

I don't think he would let me take her out to dinner during working hours if he were her novio - I'm not talking about adjacent to the bar, but further away, where time is needed. So I guess he really is just a friend (& client). One never knows. She did hint that she'd like to go dancing at TGIFridays and other places.

In general she keeps extending our hotel stays (additional unpaid) and/or offering $20/hours trips to the hotel. Of course I treat her nice.

I can't wait until next weekend.

Ex-LTF never showed her face again. I guess she did not like my terms.

SP,

What info on the Plaquita? When I was in Puebla, I used to sit in a balcony overlooking the Zocalo and watch some of the absolute hottest dishes walk about wearing some sort of policia uniform.

DG

After several FANTASTIC sessions, approaching those that took me more than two years to achieve with my ex-favorita, she decided to back off.

She has since dropped out of sight.

I still dream about her from time-to time...

Well, damn, dude.

Find her. Stalk her. Overwhelm her with the Pauncho panache. She sounds like the best of the bunch.

And while you're at it, ask her if she's got some friends on the force back home. Next time I go to PBL, it'd be great to bang a police-woman...

Dem Scrofulous Gnomes

Nope,

the feelings were not mutual.

I still remember how her pussy tasted....

What do you mean the feelings weren't mutual? Did she drop out of the program, or what? Given the niceness factor of the SrP charm, I figured if she was new to the game, she'd fall in love with you instantly. If she wasn't new to the game she'd hook on to a big fish like you with both hands. Either way, she should be yours if you want her. What gives?

Dem Baffled Gnomes

I am (after several months of trying)refering to the girl above as my Ex-fav);

I seem to be tapering off on my ex-favorita...

We spent the day & night together- movies, dinner, dancing, and a night in bed - 2,400 pesos - 2 PM until 5 AM.

Of course, she turned me a cold shoulder in bed, ignored me when I peeled of her bra and kissed her tits., and never took off her thong underwear, never kissed me nor hugged me.

At 5:30 AM I took her home in a taxi libre and returned to Bar El Fracaso-very few women.

but there was one sitting down alone. I asked her to dance, invited her to the room (200 pesos, 30 min.).

It went well. This girl is extremely affectionate and needs no prompting. I coughed up another 400 pesos for another hour.

The following Friday she wasn't there, but Saturday we went from midnight to 5AM for 1,000 pesos. She said that she had danced $5 worth from 8:30 PM til midnight, and accepted my offer readily.

in the middle of the night she got really hungry, so we went down to a cafe for a meal. my EX-Fav was there with a client. I said "Hi" and she stared right through me without speaking - clearly pissed-off.

The next night (Sunday) I danced with her (my EX-Fav) and told her "I don't know why you are so pissed off, I told you that I would go looking for that which you don't give me."

The new girl doesn't have the looks of some of the girls, but what a cuddler. This last weekend we spent both nights together from midnight on.

This could get to be a habit. She enjoys sex in general and my routine in particular.

My ex-fav is acting really cold. We had a 1 & 1/2 hour internet cafe date (she's computer illiterate and needed my help) and she was "less than cordial". She did give me a polite "Thank you" for the cellular phone I bought her.

Thankfully, I feel my level of feelings for her is declining - about fucking time.

In the chat section I shared about my "almost free sex" happening (which see).

Of course we will have to see what happens the next time she waggles her little finger at me. (I have always come running in the past.)

An aside; she wears that $5 watch I bought her every time I have seen her since.

I reflect that my daily 1 dollar bribe to the club doorman - which gets me news on all the new, young talent - should maybe be directed to older women. I'll have to tell the doorman.

Wish me luck, Guys.......