Pinkerton
02-25-09, 19:38
Days 1 & 2: Escort & Cafe Orleans.
My South American journey moves from the Rio de Janeiro forum to here. How could BsAs possibly live up to the class and excitement of Rio? I had some foreboding but needed to get on with it.
So on the day I arrived, Brenda from Gysells attended me at Jackson's apartment. I'd tried a number of other girls but it's holiday season and, can you believe it, even chicas have holidays.
I think I knew it would be a let-down after the the heights of the termas so to start with a very basic shag was probably a good way of getting the change out of my system. Brenda provided that. It didn't help that she spoke no English and that, apart from being able to relate my desired menu of bedroom activities, I know no Spanish.
She was very nice and I don't want to give the impression that she was a cold fish. It's just that she didn't do any leading – it was all left to me and that's hard work. So we got through a number of my wants – DFK, BBBJ, DATY – but no culo or CIM. Enjoyable but certainly not a classic. 300 plus 30 taxi. In Sterling, the same price as a termas girl and I know which I prefer.
After reading the forum I wanted to try out something of each of the main 'categories', so on Day 2 my next adventure was to go to Cafe Orleans. I marched in there about 3 pm. I expected a big space with a sprinkling of chicas, some other women, and some non-mongering guys – rather like the Beer Garden in Bangkok.
What I found was a very tight space, about the same size as the bar at L'uomo in Rio, and every woman there was on offer. Some more blatantly so – in terms of dress and attittude – than others. As a guy, there was no way I could pretend that I was in there for anything other than mongering. A smile came to my face as I thought about the reaction of any innocent tourist going in there for a coffee. Or even worse, some innocent girl doing the same.
Coffee and tostado at the bar in order to take in the scene. Not much that attracted me. But over the far side of the cafe a smile from quite a pleasant lady who was the least pro-like present. Five minutes of exchanging glances and smiles and I made the move. Thankfully she could speak some English. We chatted. I bought her a drink (be aware that there's a 30 peso minimum bill) Vanessa told me this was her full-time occupation and her full-time place of work. She fitted the bill, she was certainly sexy enough, and I thought we might as well get on with it. Another of the BsAs experiences I wanted to have was a short-term hotel, so I asked her to lead the way.
The price negotiation is worth reporting. She opened at 150 pesos for half an hour – extremely attractive. I asked about OWO – increase to 200 pesos for an hour. OK. Anal? – yes, for the 200 she'll throw in everything else I wanted. Sounds reasonable. Then I spotted the term 'pesos' had changed to 'dollars'. Dollars? Yes, we were now up to 200 US. I gave her a firm no. She moved back to pesos and opened the bidding at 500. Another firm no and, although I'd told myself 200, I offered 300 just to get on with it - but told her that was it. She accepted.
A short walk round the block to the Horizontal Hotel – great appropriate name, isn't it? Good room for 75 pesos, spacious, clean towels in polythene wraps, mirrors, etc. Vanessa did it justice. She was active and did it all. I had to stop her a few times to hold back, but made it in the end. In her end.
Like Brenda, the total bill was almost the same as a termas girl. Vanessa was good, fairly classy and good fun to be with for an hour or so. As we walked back to reception, she reminded me to hand the door card in. I did so, and when I turned around she was gone. 150 paces back to her spot in Cafe Orleans and the next paying proposition. She has a family to keep.
My South American journey moves from the Rio de Janeiro forum to here. How could BsAs possibly live up to the class and excitement of Rio? I had some foreboding but needed to get on with it.
So on the day I arrived, Brenda from Gysells attended me at Jackson's apartment. I'd tried a number of other girls but it's holiday season and, can you believe it, even chicas have holidays.
I think I knew it would be a let-down after the the heights of the termas so to start with a very basic shag was probably a good way of getting the change out of my system. Brenda provided that. It didn't help that she spoke no English and that, apart from being able to relate my desired menu of bedroom activities, I know no Spanish.
She was very nice and I don't want to give the impression that she was a cold fish. It's just that she didn't do any leading – it was all left to me and that's hard work. So we got through a number of my wants – DFK, BBBJ, DATY – but no culo or CIM. Enjoyable but certainly not a classic. 300 plus 30 taxi. In Sterling, the same price as a termas girl and I know which I prefer.
After reading the forum I wanted to try out something of each of the main 'categories', so on Day 2 my next adventure was to go to Cafe Orleans. I marched in there about 3 pm. I expected a big space with a sprinkling of chicas, some other women, and some non-mongering guys – rather like the Beer Garden in Bangkok.
What I found was a very tight space, about the same size as the bar at L'uomo in Rio, and every woman there was on offer. Some more blatantly so – in terms of dress and attittude – than others. As a guy, there was no way I could pretend that I was in there for anything other than mongering. A smile came to my face as I thought about the reaction of any innocent tourist going in there for a coffee. Or even worse, some innocent girl doing the same.
Coffee and tostado at the bar in order to take in the scene. Not much that attracted me. But over the far side of the cafe a smile from quite a pleasant lady who was the least pro-like present. Five minutes of exchanging glances and smiles and I made the move. Thankfully she could speak some English. We chatted. I bought her a drink (be aware that there's a 30 peso minimum bill) Vanessa told me this was her full-time occupation and her full-time place of work. She fitted the bill, she was certainly sexy enough, and I thought we might as well get on with it. Another of the BsAs experiences I wanted to have was a short-term hotel, so I asked her to lead the way.
The price negotiation is worth reporting. She opened at 150 pesos for half an hour – extremely attractive. I asked about OWO – increase to 200 pesos for an hour. OK. Anal? – yes, for the 200 she'll throw in everything else I wanted. Sounds reasonable. Then I spotted the term 'pesos' had changed to 'dollars'. Dollars? Yes, we were now up to 200 US. I gave her a firm no. She moved back to pesos and opened the bidding at 500. Another firm no and, although I'd told myself 200, I offered 300 just to get on with it - but told her that was it. She accepted.
A short walk round the block to the Horizontal Hotel – great appropriate name, isn't it? Good room for 75 pesos, spacious, clean towels in polythene wraps, mirrors, etc. Vanessa did it justice. She was active and did it all. I had to stop her a few times to hold back, but made it in the end. In her end.
Like Brenda, the total bill was almost the same as a termas girl. Vanessa was good, fairly classy and good fun to be with for an hour or so. As we walked back to reception, she reminded me to hand the door card in. I did so, and when I turned around she was gone. 150 paces back to her spot in Cafe Orleans and the next paying proposition. She has a family to keep.