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Well, I've been pretty much having sex on demand for the last week, so I figured that this was a perfect time for me to head over to Tequila Rock.
My 'need' factor was way low, so I could afford to be picky and walk if I didn't find a likely suspect.
I enter and head to my spot -- the bar on the far left, all the way in the corner. This spot has its pluses and minuses -- it is off the main path, so I get hassled less, and I have a good view of 80% of the club, albeit from a bit of a distance. There's one dead viewing spot when I sit there -- the left corner where the booths are. I can't really see who's coming and going in that part, and it is fairly dark, to add to the problem. But it is a trade off that I'm willing to make. I also have the bartender at that bar trained, so I get more ice without asking.
Over by the dance floor, I see long dark hair, a huge rack, and a body that seems to move well. Even from a distance Jhoise sees me staring and smiles. I smile back and raise my glass to her. She comes over, and I am liking what I see: a smoking body, a beautiful face, and a big smile.
We get to talking; I get to drooling. She asks me to dance, and I tell her that I don't dance in Tequila Rock (all of the hookers laugh at the old gringos dancing with the young hookers). She asks where I do dance, and I invite her to a regular disco in Miraflores. She's impressed that I know my way around town, and agrees to leave with me after she finishes the second drink that I bought for her. She tells me that she's not planning on returning to the club, and she's going to need some money if she leaves with me. I tell her that's no problem.
We get to the club. It's hopping. Between another two Johnny Walkers, we dance and make out. I'm having a great time, and have no problem showing her off for the locals. I don't care what these guys think, and she understands that she's bought and paid for, so it's all cool. Until one drunk accosts her and 'asks' her to dance. I step in somewhat, but three bouncers appear out of nowhere, hustle the guy out and apologize to me. Jhoise hardly notices -- she's starting to get plastered.
Finally, back at the hotel, she has another drink (room service), and we're listening to music and dancing. I took a couple of pictures, but they weren't all that flattering when she was loaded.
She passes out, and I carry her to bed. As I'm trying to get her under the cover, she wakes up, makes a miraculous recovery, announces that she has to go to the bathroom. I walk her there and hope for the best. She comes back into the bedroom bare-assed naked, and has her disgusting way with me for a while, until we both fall asleep.
In the morning, she wakes up, grabs my hard dick, gets a condom, and gets riding. I assume that she's just fulfilling her contractual obligations. Four positions later, I'm breathing heavy, and she decides that it is time for me to go down on her for a half hour. Now, she should have thought of this before I busted a nut, but I'm a gentleman, so I complied with her wishes.
We sleep some more, and get up at around 11:00. She gets dressed, and lets me take some more photos. She looks much better not passed out:
We go out for lunch, and then she asks me to go with her to Miraflores, for a reason that I can't understand. I agree. We get around the corner from Tequila Rock, and she takes keys out of her purse and unlocks her car door, gets in the passenger seat, and asks me to drive. I don't drive a stick, so she had to drive. She drops me off in town, kisses me, and tells me to call her Saturday. This is the first hooker in Lima that I've met with a car.
I gave her $120. It was probably more than I could have bargained for, considering that I took her drinking, dancing, and eating, but not by much. She smiled and thanked me and drove away. All in all, a good Tequila Rock visit. And for sure, a good night and day.
Well, I've been pretty much having sex on demand for the last week, so I figured that this was a perfect time for me to head over to Tequila Rock.
My 'need' factor was way low, so I could afford to be picky and walk if I didn't find a likely suspect.
I enter and head to my spot -- the bar on the far left, all the way in the corner. This spot has its pluses and minuses -- it is off the main path, so I get hassled less, and I have a good view of 80% of the club, albeit from a bit of a distance. There's one dead viewing spot when I sit there -- the left corner where the booths are. I can't really see who's coming and going in that part, and it is fairly dark, to add to the problem. But it is a trade off that I'm willing to make. I also have the bartender at that bar trained, so I get more ice without asking.
Over by the dance floor, I see long dark hair, a huge rack, and a body that seems to move well. Even from a distance Jhoise sees me staring and smiles. I smile back and raise my glass to her. She comes over, and I am liking what I see: a smoking body, a beautiful face, and a big smile.
We get to talking; I get to drooling. She asks me to dance, and I tell her that I don't dance in Tequila Rock (all of the hookers laugh at the old gringos dancing with the young hookers). She asks where I do dance, and I invite her to a regular disco in Miraflores. She's impressed that I know my way around town, and agrees to leave with me after she finishes the second drink that I bought for her. She tells me that she's not planning on returning to the club, and she's going to need some money if she leaves with me. I tell her that's no problem.
We get to the club. It's hopping. Between another two Johnny Walkers, we dance and make out. I'm having a great time, and have no problem showing her off for the locals. I don't care what these guys think, and she understands that she's bought and paid for, so it's all cool. Until one drunk accosts her and 'asks' her to dance. I step in somewhat, but three bouncers appear out of nowhere, hustle the guy out and apologize to me. Jhoise hardly notices -- she's starting to get plastered.
Finally, back at the hotel, she has another drink (room service), and we're listening to music and dancing. I took a couple of pictures, but they weren't all that flattering when she was loaded.
She passes out, and I carry her to bed. As I'm trying to get her under the cover, she wakes up, makes a miraculous recovery, announces that she has to go to the bathroom. I walk her there and hope for the best. She comes back into the bedroom bare-assed naked, and has her disgusting way with me for a while, until we both fall asleep.
In the morning, she wakes up, grabs my hard dick, gets a condom, and gets riding. I assume that she's just fulfilling her contractual obligations. Four positions later, I'm breathing heavy, and she decides that it is time for me to go down on her for a half hour. Now, she should have thought of this before I busted a nut, but I'm a gentleman, so I complied with her wishes.
We sleep some more, and get up at around 11:00. She gets dressed, and lets me take some more photos. She looks much better not passed out:
We go out for lunch, and then she asks me to go with her to Miraflores, for a reason that I can't understand. I agree. We get around the corner from Tequila Rock, and she takes keys out of her purse and unlocks her car door, gets in the passenger seat, and asks me to drive. I don't drive a stick, so she had to drive. She drops me off in town, kisses me, and tells me to call her Saturday. This is the first hooker in Lima that I've met with a car.
I gave her $120. It was probably more than I could have bargained for, considering that I took her drinking, dancing, and eating, but not by much. She smiled and thanked me and drove away. All in all, a good Tequila Rock visit. And for sure, a good night and day.
