greydread
07-25-2009, 02:40 PM
Return to the casas
I blew into Santo Domingo for a short breather. It’s the slow season at work and I thought I’d sneak off for a few days to get my head right. A couple of my road dogs had come into town the previous day and met me at the airport. I got to the hotel and stashed my gear then went to the restaurant for a bite, came back to the room, showered and crashed hard for a few hours. We got together for a couple of Cuba Libres at the bar and proceeded to Manolo for our customary espresso and look around.
My dogs explained to me that the street traffic which we had become accustomed to behind the Jaragua hotel was now pretty much nonexistent. I witnessed this first hand as no street walkers showed up during our time at Manolo. When we were finished there we walked down the street a little to find out where the putas had relocated to and found only one scraggly looking freelancer en route to the Girl House/ Sky High. We went into Sky High first to see if there was any new talent in the past 5 weeks since Memorial day week and there were a couple cuties running around but nothing to write home about. We chatted one up and eventually we got down to price. She started out right off the bat asking for $5,000RD. Fuck! A little back and forth and “let me ask the Jefe” and we were at $3,500RD for an hour which is pretty much where she should have started. They don’t call the place “Sky High” for nothing. Ridiculous.
Next stop was Girl House, right next door. There were about 25 Chicas running around in little negligees with their tit tays flopping in and out of them and we circumvented the usual roundup by proceeding straight to the bar. There were a lot of familiar faces and a few new faces (and asses) and eventually one spinner caught my eye, at least her ass did. “Angela” had struck up a conversation and she spoke very good English. As the conversation moved to it’s inevitable next stage I found out that she’s a “live-in” so the old “okie-doke” of “meet me after the club closes” was not going to work with this one. for that reason. I hadn’t bar fined a Chica out of one of these places in over a year (4 trips) and as long as you only want the Chica for 2 hours I think tat $70 ($2,500RD) is quite reasonable. I paid the bar fine and took my little prize back to the hotel. It was my first night and a travel day so I wasted no time getting her out of her clothes and into the shower, then to bed. We hit 4 or 5 positions for a solid 40 minutes after I aborted her attempt to give me a CBJ. She was very good with her head game but I guess it’s the principle of the thing with me.
Somebody has apparently been running around to all the casas telling all the Chicas that BBBJ’s and DFK will make their lips fall off. I never have this problem with “dates”, “friends of friends” or semi pro’s and I’ve been hearing many guys saying this about the casa Chicas so I’m here to confirm the trend. Something about a Chica turning her head away if your lips get anywhere near theirs just makes me a little uneasy. There’ll be no DATY for you, young Missy.
“Angela” washed up immediately after we finished and started putting her clothes back on. I pointed at my watch….WTF? I’ve got another hour, I explained to which she responded with the explanation that the 2 hour deal only included one “pop”. More “pops”, more dinero. Damn. If I’d known that I’d have fucked slower. The compromise was that the clothes wouldn’t go back on until it was time for her to go. This started out weird at first as I fired up the PC and she got out her video games but then, as we entertained ourselves we had a conversation about games and gaming which turned her mood, completely. This Chica is a chess player and a good one at that. Chess gives you a look inside an opponent and stimulates conversation. She is three years into her degree at the University and the Girl House gives her a chance to complete her last year with free room and board and enough money to complete her studies. She pulled out her student ID and her ber fine tickets (2 including mine). The Chicas get paid twice a month as they produce the tickets. ST tickets get them $1,200RD if there are no touts or taxi drivers to split the fee and $1,300 goes to the house. Longer bar fines get them more money. If they extend their expected arrival they are penalized up to the point of receiving 0% of the initial bar fine which explains her hurry. This Chica has a Playstation III in her room and is an avid gamer. It’s hooked up to a 36” LCD TV and when not studying or fucking and hustling drinks at the bar she’s working her control pads. By the time we were done with our time she had warmed up significantly and I had a greater understanding of her perspective. I gave her $300RD for the taxi and as I held the door for her she completely forgot about her “no kissing” rule and threw a lip lock on me. I gave her the surprised look and inquired “besos??” and she giggled, got into the taxi and rode off into the night. I slept like a bear.
I blew into Santo Domingo for a short breather. It’s the slow season at work and I thought I’d sneak off for a few days to get my head right. A couple of my road dogs had come into town the previous day and met me at the airport. I got to the hotel and stashed my gear then went to the restaurant for a bite, came back to the room, showered and crashed hard for a few hours. We got together for a couple of Cuba Libres at the bar and proceeded to Manolo for our customary espresso and look around.
My dogs explained to me that the street traffic which we had become accustomed to behind the Jaragua hotel was now pretty much nonexistent. I witnessed this first hand as no street walkers showed up during our time at Manolo. When we were finished there we walked down the street a little to find out where the putas had relocated to and found only one scraggly looking freelancer en route to the Girl House/ Sky High. We went into Sky High first to see if there was any new talent in the past 5 weeks since Memorial day week and there were a couple cuties running around but nothing to write home about. We chatted one up and eventually we got down to price. She started out right off the bat asking for $5,000RD. Fuck! A little back and forth and “let me ask the Jefe” and we were at $3,500RD for an hour which is pretty much where she should have started. They don’t call the place “Sky High” for nothing. Ridiculous.
Next stop was Girl House, right next door. There were about 25 Chicas running around in little negligees with their tit tays flopping in and out of them and we circumvented the usual roundup by proceeding straight to the bar. There were a lot of familiar faces and a few new faces (and asses) and eventually one spinner caught my eye, at least her ass did. “Angela” had struck up a conversation and she spoke very good English. As the conversation moved to it’s inevitable next stage I found out that she’s a “live-in” so the old “okie-doke” of “meet me after the club closes” was not going to work with this one. for that reason. I hadn’t bar fined a Chica out of one of these places in over a year (4 trips) and as long as you only want the Chica for 2 hours I think tat $70 ($2,500RD) is quite reasonable. I paid the bar fine and took my little prize back to the hotel. It was my first night and a travel day so I wasted no time getting her out of her clothes and into the shower, then to bed. We hit 4 or 5 positions for a solid 40 minutes after I aborted her attempt to give me a CBJ. She was very good with her head game but I guess it’s the principle of the thing with me.
Somebody has apparently been running around to all the casas telling all the Chicas that BBBJ’s and DFK will make their lips fall off. I never have this problem with “dates”, “friends of friends” or semi pro’s and I’ve been hearing many guys saying this about the casa Chicas so I’m here to confirm the trend. Something about a Chica turning her head away if your lips get anywhere near theirs just makes me a little uneasy. There’ll be no DATY for you, young Missy.
“Angela” washed up immediately after we finished and started putting her clothes back on. I pointed at my watch….WTF? I’ve got another hour, I explained to which she responded with the explanation that the 2 hour deal only included one “pop”. More “pops”, more dinero. Damn. If I’d known that I’d have fucked slower. The compromise was that the clothes wouldn’t go back on until it was time for her to go. This started out weird at first as I fired up the PC and she got out her video games but then, as we entertained ourselves we had a conversation about games and gaming which turned her mood, completely. This Chica is a chess player and a good one at that. Chess gives you a look inside an opponent and stimulates conversation. She is three years into her degree at the University and the Girl House gives her a chance to complete her last year with free room and board and enough money to complete her studies. She pulled out her student ID and her ber fine tickets (2 including mine). The Chicas get paid twice a month as they produce the tickets. ST tickets get them $1,200RD if there are no touts or taxi drivers to split the fee and $1,300 goes to the house. Longer bar fines get them more money. If they extend their expected arrival they are penalized up to the point of receiving 0% of the initial bar fine which explains her hurry. This Chica has a Playstation III in her room and is an avid gamer. It’s hooked up to a 36” LCD TV and when not studying or fucking and hustling drinks at the bar she’s working her control pads. By the time we were done with our time she had warmed up significantly and I had a greater understanding of her perspective. I gave her $300RD for the taxi and as I held the door for her she completely forgot about her “no kissing” rule and threw a lip lock on me. I gave her the surprised look and inquired “besos??” and she giggled, got into the taxi and rode off into the night. I slept like a bear.