Bug Boy
01-23-2005, 01:53 PM
It’s Sunday, my favorite day in Boca Chica!
The day when all the pros, semi-pros, and “non-putas” hit the beach (oh yeah, families too). If you miss a Sunday afternoon at the beach, you better have a damn’ good reason.
The evening before (New Years Day), while chatting with Deniro (ISOC) at his hotel I bump into San Pedro Girl. I was pissed with her that afternoon, but later that evening she asks for a second chance, so I reluctantly agree. I know I only have a few days left with this girl before her classes start-up (no she’s not in college… yet :D) and she was less of a problem in August, so I tell her to come to the hotel by 10am.
Well, she stands me up again (go figure). I have already secured a reliable girl for the evenings, Yennifer, but I have yet to secure a “daytime” chica. I haven’t seen “Fuck Puppet,” Lele’s crazy, Estefani (model-like) is raking in $100 per customer (too much for me), “Lay” has to take care of her baby, “sister” of Crack Whore doesn’t fuck me right, and I don’t know enough about “Cabana Girl.” Therefore, I am still spending my afternoons running around Boca Chica like a chicken with it’s head cut-off.
It’s about 11:30am, so I head to the beach anyway. I arrive at Playa Vista and I am amazed at who I see. It’s the Italian from August, the man who initially lured the “sister” of Crack Whore away from me those many months ago. He’s at the bar checking out the scene, so I nod and pull up a stool a couple of stools away. Man am I bored. What a way to spend a Sunday, alone at Playa Vista. I am a day person and the fact that I have to wait until 8pm for Cabana Girl and 12am for Yennifer does not sit still with me… I NEED A DAYTIME CHICA!!!!.
I chat with a couple of the “ex-pats” at Playa Vista that I normally speak with, but it’s not the same. Laying on the beach with a girl by your side (or in your lap) watching the sea from a beach chair just a few feet from the incoming tide, sipping a Coca-Cola while listening to some Bachata or Regatton while snapping photos of the pretty women that walk by… that’s my Sunday.
After a couple of hours at Playa Vista I am ready to pack it in. I order a Grande Pepperoni pizza, with the expectation, that someone will finally show up, if not I heading to the Park, the hotel, LaRocca, any place but here. Well someone does show up. 5 minutes after I place my order, a friend from New York (she’s a friend of a friend) walks in with her Dominican girlfriends to get some sun at Playa Vista, small world. I figured I would run into, someone (Deniro… BigTrick…. a familiar puta, but not “Y”).
I knew she was spending New Years in the capital, we were on the same flight together (I was also tipped off from a friend before that), but I was a bit surprised to see her out here. We were supposed to have had dinner on our first evening out here (her and her 3 girlfriends from the States), but I didn’t want to pass up a booty call that day, so I regrettably cancelled (I just didn’t show up). But today I was more than happy to see “Y.” Unfortunately, today she was not with her very cute friend from the flight, but with a few of her friends still living in the DR (ages ranging from 29-39). Oh well… I guess it’s Family Day at Playa Vista for me. :(
Well “Y” left me with her friends, so she could enjoy her own adventures, leaving me with her friends as they enjoyed their day a the beach (thank God I ordered a pizza). Well the pizza comes and we order a few grande Presidentes and we just chatting and chilling at the beach. One of the older women has a ton of questions for me thank God (an opportunity to practice my Spanish), because I have no idea how to get the ball rolling on this conversation. Like why I am single, in Boca Chica, and at Playa Vista. But they make me feel very much at ease and we just chatting (thank God no Putas are yelling my name). They’re surprised, a gringo who knows Spanish. When the conversation fades I put on some music Bachata, again another surprise, a gringo that speaks Spanish and listens to Bachata. By the second song one of the cuter ladies (29, tall, thin, fair-skin) asks me to dance. Great! I take her hand and we begin to dance to the Bachata next to out beach table at Playa Vista (again another surprise :)). A gringo that speaks Spanish and dances the Bachata, this is turning from the worst day to the best day. I am not thinking about pussy, Fuck Puppet, or cellophane body wraps, I am just having a good time with some ladies that just want to relax at the beach. With the music, dancing, Presidentes, and chatting, I can’t think of better day than today. And yes… I getting the looks now from both the putas at the bar and “ex-pats” in the chairs (possibly asking themselves who the hell is this guy… well…. I am Helpmann) :D
What a great day. It’s a bit after 5pm and I am a bit tired, so I tell the ladies that I going to head back to the hotel to shower and possibly rest. I thank them for a great time, exchange numbers, and ask them to give my regards to “Y,” who is off enjoying the sun ;).
On my way out of Playa Vista, a cute puta (Priscella/Princessa) jumps on me, wanting to head back with me to my hotel, I’m riding a different kind of high and politely decline. I head back to the Park, where my car is parked (still checking out the talent) and head back to the hotel. If you want to have fun in Boca Chica, I guess you have to become the party.
I rest a little and review the photos that I have taken so far and I pack/prep for my evening with “Cabana Girl” and our evening out in San Isidro.
After showering, resting, and prepping for the evening I head out to “The Perch” at about 7pm, a good time to find nice talent. When I arrive “Ex-Pat” and a friend are already there looking for something young and fresh. We chat, I and I talk about my day at Playa Vista and my evening out in San Isidro with Cabana Girl.
I am a bit concerned that I may miss Cabana Girl so I walk back to the hotel to get a chair so that I can wait for at the same corner (I’ll wait a couple of hours for this piece of ass). While walking back to my hotel I see her… my Cabana Girl. Well I have her wait in the car as I go back to the room to get my bag. Once I retrieve my bag, I hop in the car and we head out to San Isidro. I am looking at her and she’s looking back and I can’t take my eyes off her, she’s perfect for me (I am saving all my nuts for her).
We arrive on Cabana row and we decide to try a different Cabana, La Officina. Same as before, I park the car, we get the call, I pay the bill. This time however, I brought along my camera and some outfits for Cabana Girl to pose in. One is a Catholic School Girl Uniform (blue shirt, brown skirt) I took photos with her in it and then had her try on a plaid skirt for some more photos. After the brief photo session, we do the nasty. The same as before, DFK, multiple positions, and lots of fun (oh yeah, I ate her out... something I never ever do w/ whores). I think I have found my daytime chica! I ask her if she’s interested in the “carrot plan” and she agrees! I drive her home and later that evening I meet up with Yennifer. I am tired, and just want to get some sleep. I put in Spiderman into the DVD player (laptop that is hooked up to the TV) and let Yennifer eat ice cream and watch the movie while I sleep (If I get hard in the morning I can always throat fuck her in the morning).
What a country!!!
Helpmann
To be continued… (a drive to Juan Dolio w/ Cabana Girl and friend)
The day when all the pros, semi-pros, and “non-putas” hit the beach (oh yeah, families too). If you miss a Sunday afternoon at the beach, you better have a damn’ good reason.
The evening before (New Years Day), while chatting with Deniro (ISOC) at his hotel I bump into San Pedro Girl. I was pissed with her that afternoon, but later that evening she asks for a second chance, so I reluctantly agree. I know I only have a few days left with this girl before her classes start-up (no she’s not in college… yet :D) and she was less of a problem in August, so I tell her to come to the hotel by 10am.
Well, she stands me up again (go figure). I have already secured a reliable girl for the evenings, Yennifer, but I have yet to secure a “daytime” chica. I haven’t seen “Fuck Puppet,” Lele’s crazy, Estefani (model-like) is raking in $100 per customer (too much for me), “Lay” has to take care of her baby, “sister” of Crack Whore doesn’t fuck me right, and I don’t know enough about “Cabana Girl.” Therefore, I am still spending my afternoons running around Boca Chica like a chicken with it’s head cut-off.
It’s about 11:30am, so I head to the beach anyway. I arrive at Playa Vista and I am amazed at who I see. It’s the Italian from August, the man who initially lured the “sister” of Crack Whore away from me those many months ago. He’s at the bar checking out the scene, so I nod and pull up a stool a couple of stools away. Man am I bored. What a way to spend a Sunday, alone at Playa Vista. I am a day person and the fact that I have to wait until 8pm for Cabana Girl and 12am for Yennifer does not sit still with me… I NEED A DAYTIME CHICA!!!!.
I chat with a couple of the “ex-pats” at Playa Vista that I normally speak with, but it’s not the same. Laying on the beach with a girl by your side (or in your lap) watching the sea from a beach chair just a few feet from the incoming tide, sipping a Coca-Cola while listening to some Bachata or Regatton while snapping photos of the pretty women that walk by… that’s my Sunday.
After a couple of hours at Playa Vista I am ready to pack it in. I order a Grande Pepperoni pizza, with the expectation, that someone will finally show up, if not I heading to the Park, the hotel, LaRocca, any place but here. Well someone does show up. 5 minutes after I place my order, a friend from New York (she’s a friend of a friend) walks in with her Dominican girlfriends to get some sun at Playa Vista, small world. I figured I would run into, someone (Deniro… BigTrick…. a familiar puta, but not “Y”).
I knew she was spending New Years in the capital, we were on the same flight together (I was also tipped off from a friend before that), but I was a bit surprised to see her out here. We were supposed to have had dinner on our first evening out here (her and her 3 girlfriends from the States), but I didn’t want to pass up a booty call that day, so I regrettably cancelled (I just didn’t show up). But today I was more than happy to see “Y.” Unfortunately, today she was not with her very cute friend from the flight, but with a few of her friends still living in the DR (ages ranging from 29-39). Oh well… I guess it’s Family Day at Playa Vista for me. :(
Well “Y” left me with her friends, so she could enjoy her own adventures, leaving me with her friends as they enjoyed their day a the beach (thank God I ordered a pizza). Well the pizza comes and we order a few grande Presidentes and we just chatting and chilling at the beach. One of the older women has a ton of questions for me thank God (an opportunity to practice my Spanish), because I have no idea how to get the ball rolling on this conversation. Like why I am single, in Boca Chica, and at Playa Vista. But they make me feel very much at ease and we just chatting (thank God no Putas are yelling my name). They’re surprised, a gringo who knows Spanish. When the conversation fades I put on some music Bachata, again another surprise, a gringo that speaks Spanish and listens to Bachata. By the second song one of the cuter ladies (29, tall, thin, fair-skin) asks me to dance. Great! I take her hand and we begin to dance to the Bachata next to out beach table at Playa Vista (again another surprise :)). A gringo that speaks Spanish and dances the Bachata, this is turning from the worst day to the best day. I am not thinking about pussy, Fuck Puppet, or cellophane body wraps, I am just having a good time with some ladies that just want to relax at the beach. With the music, dancing, Presidentes, and chatting, I can’t think of better day than today. And yes… I getting the looks now from both the putas at the bar and “ex-pats” in the chairs (possibly asking themselves who the hell is this guy… well…. I am Helpmann) :D
What a great day. It’s a bit after 5pm and I am a bit tired, so I tell the ladies that I going to head back to the hotel to shower and possibly rest. I thank them for a great time, exchange numbers, and ask them to give my regards to “Y,” who is off enjoying the sun ;).
On my way out of Playa Vista, a cute puta (Priscella/Princessa) jumps on me, wanting to head back with me to my hotel, I’m riding a different kind of high and politely decline. I head back to the Park, where my car is parked (still checking out the talent) and head back to the hotel. If you want to have fun in Boca Chica, I guess you have to become the party.
I rest a little and review the photos that I have taken so far and I pack/prep for my evening with “Cabana Girl” and our evening out in San Isidro.
After showering, resting, and prepping for the evening I head out to “The Perch” at about 7pm, a good time to find nice talent. When I arrive “Ex-Pat” and a friend are already there looking for something young and fresh. We chat, I and I talk about my day at Playa Vista and my evening out in San Isidro with Cabana Girl.
I am a bit concerned that I may miss Cabana Girl so I walk back to the hotel to get a chair so that I can wait for at the same corner (I’ll wait a couple of hours for this piece of ass). While walking back to my hotel I see her… my Cabana Girl. Well I have her wait in the car as I go back to the room to get my bag. Once I retrieve my bag, I hop in the car and we head out to San Isidro. I am looking at her and she’s looking back and I can’t take my eyes off her, she’s perfect for me (I am saving all my nuts for her).
We arrive on Cabana row and we decide to try a different Cabana, La Officina. Same as before, I park the car, we get the call, I pay the bill. This time however, I brought along my camera and some outfits for Cabana Girl to pose in. One is a Catholic School Girl Uniform (blue shirt, brown skirt) I took photos with her in it and then had her try on a plaid skirt for some more photos. After the brief photo session, we do the nasty. The same as before, DFK, multiple positions, and lots of fun (oh yeah, I ate her out... something I never ever do w/ whores). I think I have found my daytime chica! I ask her if she’s interested in the “carrot plan” and she agrees! I drive her home and later that evening I meet up with Yennifer. I am tired, and just want to get some sleep. I put in Spiderman into the DVD player (laptop that is hooked up to the TV) and let Yennifer eat ice cream and watch the movie while I sleep (If I get hard in the morning I can always throat fuck her in the morning).
What a country!!!
Helpmann
To be continued… (a drive to Juan Dolio w/ Cabana Girl and friend)