Boca Chica Newbie Report 3/19-3/25

[El Tiburon]

(there is no trip report section in the BC forum...)

Here is my report to BC from the night of March 19th to the afternoon of the 25th. I am a 6’3” light skinned black guy from Brooklyn, NY, 33 years of age (mostly mistaken for late 20’s) about 235lbs and relatively good looking IMO.

3/19
Went from JFK to SDQ on the 19th of March. The flight was scheduled for 5p but we ended up departing at 6:30. This flight out of JFK is usually late especially on Friday. On board, I really did not know what to expect. There was a Dominican baseball team on board and they were really getting loud and drinking etc. No problem because they were a happy bunch but it was a stark contrast to the Asia flights where everyone is real quiet and subdued. This would be a bit of a hint to the differences in cultures. When we landed everyone clapped (I was prepared for this thanks to the forum). So I exit and go through immigration immediately because I only had carry on. I immediately felt a bit uncomfortable. I just started to grasp the fact that I had no Spanish and I am on their turf now. Suddenly I was at a disadvantage for the first time in my life regarding communication. Even in Thailand, they may not speak English but most can understand you at least or you can find someone who does, signs in English etc. So I go through immigration and get the tip attempt at customs to which I said, “don’t understand” and gave them a blank stare. It worked because they waved me on after 2 tries. When I get outside I am immediately horded by offers for taxis. I am talking like 20 or so guys coming at me. I just continue on like I have a car in the parking lot. One guy follows me though as I sit down to have a ciggy. I told him I would pay 200 pesos after he tried 1000 with me. We eventually agree on 400. I can’t believe I held my ground because I was very nervous. As we drive into BC I notice that the DR is a bit more 3rd world than TL and I couldn’t help but think that I had really messed up on this trip.

We get to BC and I had the driver drop me at the Hamaca resort. I noticed the casino and sat down for a while in the lobby to let the taxi guy take off. I went outside and down toward what I would later find out was the way to the main strip but I made the mistake of telling a shoeshine boy that he could follow me and do my shoes after I got to my hotel. He claimed he knew where the Costalunga was but he did not and led me the other way. Meanwhile like 8 of his buddies followed me, like the pied piper. I told the one boy to tell them to back off or no one gets any biz. He manages to get them all off except one. Meanwhile this other guy in this pumped up civic starts driving around following me asking to be my guide. I ignore him but I have 2 kids and this guy in the car following me. I decide to walk with my bag and wait until they got the message. They never did. I walk to the far side of the Hamaca resort and down the road to a small hotel. I kind of wanted to do a hotel search because you always get better bargains when you put down some shoe leather. I ended up at this quaint little hotel called the Refugio. I still had my followers and after the guard woke up the manager I got a room for $35. I probably paid a little over the going rate because the guy in the car immediately jumps out and begins to talk to the manager the minute she shows up. Anyway the room had a garden view about I floor up on the pool level with a safe, 13 inch TV with cable and pretty spacious with aircon, bathroom with hot water and closet.

I set out for my night and just decide to let this guy in the car drive me around for an hour and show me the spots and then I would get rid of him. The two shine boys hopped in back and we ended up at a gas station for a snack and to finally get my shine. I give both boys 20 pesos and we leave them at the station. The guy tells me he speaks English because he is a baseball player and has been to camp in Arizona. He looked about 20. We go to this first stop where there is a house and it seems pretty quiet. We enter the house after he checks inside presumably to get the girls up. It is about 11p at this point. I walk in and there are about 7 girls and the manager who is a built dude who looks like he played ball too. Most of the girls look tired but 2 take to me. One is really attractive but IMO just bordering the 18-year mark. The other girl is cute but not my type and about 21 or so. The cutie was brown skinned and about 5’6”. The other girl is really dark, probably Haitian but still a little cute except for the weave. I left the US to get away from the weave so she had no chance. I have a beer with the cutie and they pull out the price booklet. I look inside and let out a laugh and everyone looks a bit concerned. I know from this forum that I can get the same quality for much cheaper. It was $50 short time and $80 all night. Whatever! I finish my beer and tell the cute chica she is cute but I have to move on. So we leave.

I can tell my guide is agitated. I did not help any by telling him I am using him to show me the places and I am not going to pick while I was with him. I am going to sleep alone tonight (complete lie). So he shows me another place anyway. It is up a hill on a street and the place is up some stairs. We go in and it is set up like a strip joint but only one girl is dancing. She has an amazing rump though. There is a bar to the left and some rooms behind that I presume. The pole and “stage” are directly in front of the door. Next to and across from the bar are couches with a few girls on them and some girls milling about. I would say quality ranged from 3-7. I was not impressed but stayed and had a beer anyway while my guide stood out side talking. The guys running this place seemed a bit gangster. So I stay for a beer and tell the guide I want to see the main thoroughfare Calle Duarte or something like that. So he rides as close as he to the strip and I see the street is closed to traffic. I am at this point very unimpressed with Boca Chica. I tell my guide look I am going to the hotel to sleep (bordering on the truth now) and he can drop me there. He tries to charge me 700 pesos for about one hour of driving! I was like hold up man I said 500. He is quiet. I say ok 600 and paid him and hopped out at my hotel. That would be one of the 2 times I would be jerked around in the DR. So I went to my room and tried to regroup.

I did see some things walking around on the street while I was with my guide and I knew where the main strip was so I planned to go back out and try again with that. I arranged everything in the safe and put the night’s money in my pocket. Back out I go. I tip the night guard 100 pesos, because at this point I don’t want anyone saying shit to me when I come back to the room with a girl. So I walk up the street past the Hamaca and finally on to the main strip. Um what the F is this? This has got to be a joke, a real cruel one. Did the forum dedicate a whole thread on this place? What am I missing? I guess Thailand built my expectations up to a let down. I trudge on anyway and have a seat at this bar across from the main disco in town, Cosmos. Immediately the resident drag queen (the only one I would knowingly see in BC) and her ugly ass friend start pestering me for drinks. The girl has a cute little frame on her but she is dreadfully ugly. No beers for them, sorry. This cute chica sitting outside of the club motions me over so I go. She starts talking to me in almost perfect English but she is too skilled at that and negotiations which start out at 2k all night. I get her down to 1.5k but this other less attractive girl is flirting with me but something about her I like. No English but she wants to be with me I can tell. The cuter girl is trying to get my attention and I am determined to let this play out to my advantage. I have a few days here and nothing done in haste ever works out for me. I tell both of them I am going in the disco and whoever follows me in the fastest can continue negotiations. I was just a bit nervous sitting outside. I go in the Cosmos disco and I feel a little more comfortable. The less attractive girl comes into the club and immediately comes up to me and hugs me and I am like F it lets go hotel. She says ok and we go. I spent about 3 minutes in the disco. We kiss a few times on the street on the way while we are walking. I walk in order to give her a chance to show me something that will indicate a bad decision but she is good all the way back to the hotel. We get back to the hotel and like most DR girls and unlike Thai girls, she strips naked and gets in bed. I do the same and we do the dirty. It was ok, mostly because she was a chubby girl and for some reason I like to have sex with girls that have meat on their bones. We are about to fall asleep and she asks for some money to get some food. I don’t have small bills and I am hungry too so I say ok here is 500 pesos but bring me something back too. She says ok and leaves. I fall asleep. She returns about an hour later with NO FOOD. I am too tired to ask why and have sex with her again and we fall asleep…

3/20
I wake up early in the morning and she is still asleep. I figured that she took the 500 pesos and tried her luck at the casino at the Hamaca. Whatever, I am not going to argue about that. I get dressed and make sure all valuables are locked up and I go out to explore. I go past the Hamaca and up the street and make a right and explore the telephone center, the gas station I was at the previous evening and the only Burger King in town. Well, the ONLY American fast food joint in town. I was out about 1 hour and I return to the hotel and the girl is gone! I immediately panic and look around the room to make sure my clothes are still there but everything is in order. Was that just a 500 peso all nighter? I guess it was. Maybe she had somewhere to go. So I set out to explore the rest of the day I go down to the beach and explore there. Mind you, there is NO shortage of people offering me this that and the other. It was a whole adventure just turning all of them down. It gets tired after awhile. I went back to Burger King and ate lunch there and did more walking around and then I figured I had seen all Boca Chica had to offer. What the hell? I was not ready for such a small scene where the whole town basically knows you after a day or two. I go back to the room and watch TV and lounge around until the nighttime.

At about 11pm I want to hit the disco but I remember someone saying something about the park and there is action there sometimes. On my way to the park I run into this cutie who is on her way home but is going to be at the disco later. Her name is Yogicenta. Brown skinned, nice tight body and amazingly cute, about a solid 9. I say hopefully I will see her at the disco later. I get to the park. Well, like everything else about BC the park is small. I see two girls under a tree (it is raining slightly) and they call me over. Both are doable but I ask their age and they are both conveniently 21 and they don’t look that old (that is why I asked in the first place). 19 would have been a better answer so I decide to pass though I wanted to bone one of them really bad. She looked like one of those hot little ghetto girls back around my hood who are too fast (and young) for me to catch up with. So I see this other leggy girl who is about 5’9” and dark skinned, I already pegged her for Haitian. She was and we converse in my limited French. She has these sunglasses on and she looks ok, about a 7, 25 or so years old. We strike a deal and head back to the room, 1500 all night. She slowly strips and I am like come here let me help and she is really against it for some reason. I kind of insist and she has a bit of a child gut and stretch marks. I was like oh man. After she took her sunglasses off I was left with a 5 at best. DAMN. Well we are here and my dick is hard so…

We ended up with a pretty good session definitely with the lights OFF. She could fuck that much I will say. We were finished and she wants to go back to the disco. So we go and enter at about 12p. It is just starting to fill up. At about 1p it is in full swing and all I could say is “travel, you PLAYED yourself”. There were some totally hot chicas in there and I am stuck with this 5 all night. Jeez travel… To make it worse who comes up to me while 5 is in the bathroom and says right in my face, “hey remember me YOGICENTA!” and storms off. GODDAMMIT! The 5 sees this on the way back from the bathroom and sheepishly smiles. She knows she got me. She got me good too. I am making eye contact and shit with other girls and I can’t help but think I am going about this all wrong. I am an experienced monger playing myself totally out. Meanwhile this 40ish woman is dancing around one of the poles in the disco acting like she is 18 or something. Then she goes to the bathroom and promptly gets into a fight! Security hauled her out in a mean headlock. 10 minutes later she finds her way back in! WTF? She fights again and the 5 and me decide to exit the club. We go out side where the police show up, spray her with pepper spray and since it is raining it blows back on the crowd and we all start choking. They finally escort her away. They take her toward the far end of the strip (where the Italian restaurants are) and she gets into it with the police. This riles up the motocochos and they start in on something. Next thing I know more police come in and they just start shooting in the air. What travel, what have you gotten yourself into this time? Man oh man this is not working out. We end up getting a moto back to the hotel and the moto guy tries to get 200 pesos. He is very adamant but thankfully the girl gives him fifty and calls the security guy over and the moto leaves. I get back to the room and we fuck again but more out of my frustration than wanting to. We sleep and at 7 in the morning I feel her open my eyelid. She has to leave. Ok fine but I need to exchange peso. So we walk to the exchange place and I exchange and get rid of her. I go back to the room similar to a dog walking back to his home with his tail in between his legs after an all out fight with a pit bull. I am not feeling my vacation so far. I sleep and decide to head out later at night. (more later, it gets better)

[El Tiburon]

3/21

I sleep for about an hour or so and decide to check out the Hamaca. I go inside and talk to a security guy I had asked a question to earlier in the trip. I say hey can I get a good breakfast here? He says yes. Go across the street. I go and the security guys are like where is your band? I say the security guy John said to come here for breakfast. The security guy at the restaurant says ok but when you finish come see me. I go into the restaurant and see that it is the all inclusive buffet. I smell something fish but I am going to take advantage of this regardless and just handle whatever after. I eat myself silly. Some people pay 100 dollars a day for the room and all inclusive from what I understand and the buffet does not warrant that price but still I eat everything I can stuff in my mouth and flirt with the female staff much to the chagrin of the paying guests who notice I am void of a band.

So I head out and the security guy is like go across to the main building and see Jose. I do and hose then takes me on the package deal tour. He shows me everything, takes me to the rooms and then talks package price. You buy a certain amount of weeks and the cost goes lower and lower. I think he showed me 40 weeks with each day being about 15 dollars all inclusive of buffet and other stuff. They have five properties in the DR and other properties outside where you pay an extra fee. Not bad but I never give into a pressure sale. I say can I go home and think about it and then all of a sudden the price was gonna change if not now. Well guys, thanks for the breakfast and the coke but I will pass. Now if I had the 3 grand they were asking just lying around I MAY have considered it but something just did not add up. So I go back to the room and watch a lot of TV.

I go back out at about 3 and while on Calle Duarte, I run into this guy while making that Parrot or whatever it is they have on display just after the Italian restaurants say “hello” He comes to me as my “amigo” and says he used to live in the Bronx. He has a beach chair and wants me to hang out at his tables. I go over to the beach with him and he says he has nice Pina Coladas etc. I order one and he immediately starts the I want to be your tour guide thing. I start to smell a rat. I turn the convo back to his time in NY and he says he was there for about 7 years and he had to leave because of an immigration violation. I guess he is PNG because he said he was working on going back but it was not going to happen any time soon. He pesters me for a drink and I am almost finished with my colada so I say maybe later but can I come back for some food? He says yes we have everything. I want Dominican food and he says yes I have that. I say how much for the Pina Colada? He says 250 pesos. WTF? C’mon dude… He says yes good price. I say fuck it no more friends here in the DR and pay him and decide to put my “bad ass motherfucker mode to ON”. No more shit from any one fuck that. I am starting to get a little pissed off.

I go back to the park and sit around and just relax. I have not done that yet and not being much of a beach person this is the only place I can watch the goings on in the “center” of town and relax. I see a lot happening in the park from expats just hanging out to schoolchildren using this as their meeting place. People catching the Gua gua to SD and yes the hookers, none of which said anything to me. I was ok with that I just wanted to relax. I end up walking up the road the Gua gua travels on back from the park and notice the fish vendors. The food smells good but damn, where is it from and how long has it been out there? They wave me over when I look curious but I decide to pass. Back to the hotel.

I stay there until about 9 then head out for dinner. I go to Italy Italy and order Chicken Parm which they don’t have on the menu and ended up getting a close rendition but it was not breaded. Still it was good for a slap together job. I notice this other black guy, obviously from the states in the restaurant and call him over. I find out he is from Jersey and I tell him I am sick of hanging solo and could we monger together? He is kool with that. Then one of the many blackouts hit. They have rolling blackouts in the DR and it kind of makes it more adventurous. The blackouts are crazy and shit lasting sometimes for hours. The semi upscale and upscale places have a generator but other places start burning candles. My new buddy says he has a kool hotel. I say hey have you seen the Hamaca. He said no I have not gone past this strip. I say let me show you the Hamaca and show you my hotel so you have an idea of what you can get for the same money you are paying.

We walk to the Hamaca and just before there is this store with apartments behind. The store sells paintings. There was this cute dark skinned chica standing in front and we make eye contact and I get aggressive, walk over and put my arm around her and try to converse. This older 40 year old friend of hers then tries to help translate. In the middle of translation and negotiation she says look, first of all I need to go to SD tomorrow and you have to give me 20 dollars so I can go then we will negotiate. What? How bout this senorita, how bout you get your ass away from me? How bout them apples? She did not move so I pull the cute chica away and we strike a deal to meet her back at this place at 1 am. I want to go to the disco first and show my new buddy my hotel. We agree on 1200 pesos all night. The chica is about 5’6”, hair down to her shoulders (hers) and a bangin ass body. I struck a pretty good deal by holding my ground. I am starting to learn the ropes here.

So my friend and I continue on to the Hamaca and walk the casino then on to my hotel. He is pretty impressed with the hotel and this side of BC. We get outside the hotel and this really cute chica is walking by. Stepping up seems to be the way so I immediately say “HOLA, como te llama?” She responds “Glenny”. I say “muy bonita!” She smiles and that is the extent of my Spanish. So I get the manager woman to tell this girl I want her to come back tomorrow at 12 noon. She does this for me and I strike another deal. Travel is on the horse FINALLY. There was something different about this girl, something I can’t quite put my finger on.

My new friend and I then head back to the strip. We run into his friend another cat from Jersey. The girls love this guy he is young, tall and slender and I guess real good looking. He is clueless in the game though. With some monger knowledge and some Spanish he could be dangerous out there. As it was he was taking 5’s and 6’s back to the room. I try to impart some knowledge but he is happy doing what he does so I let him do him. We hang out for awhile and go to the disco. 1am hits and I remember my appointment. I go back to the painting store which is now closed and don’t see her. I then venture back to the apartment area and see a bar and walk up and she is there downing some drinks. I am like take your time honey, get nice and plastered.

We leave and go to the hotel. I strip her down (I love unhooking the bra and slowly peeling off da panties) and I am left with a real nice body. Standing in front of me naked I give her a solid 7. She was cute but not overly. So we do the dirty. It was pretty damn good I must say. She did work on top and I hit it from the side and doggy. She was loud though and the quaint little hotel situation worried me. I was NOT about to tell her to quiet down, if needed management would just have to have a beef. She came twice once by penetration and once by the stinky finger. She goes HO HO HO really loud when she comes. I love to hear a woman in ecstasy.

We sleep until the morning and wake up at about 10. We woke up cause her stupid drunk ass 40 year old friend was at the door! What? I look out the front door and am like she has GOT to be kidding. I close the curtain and put the clasp on and ignore her. The girl in bed stirs and says who? I say NO BODY do not go near that door and I physically keep her in bed. Her friend gets the message after a few minutes of knocking. We frolic some more and she gives me a great blow job. I really wanted to come in her mouth. I mean she was really steaming my rod. Just before the volcano erupted and I spewed the hot lava she let up and just in time too. She looked at me like yeah, nice try. Damn that was great.

We lounge around a little and then OH SHIT I have an appointment at noon. I jump up, hand her her clothes give her 1500 for good performance and hustle her out. This was at 11:30 am. The maid then came and I will be damned if the maid was not fine as shit. About 18 with one bambino and really cute. I am starting to notice how to tell the hardened hookers from the regular girls by the look on their faces. It shows what they have been through. I offer her a cervezas but she aint hearin it! Then, just as planned Glenny shows up at 12pm looking real cute. The maid sees this and finishes up quick time and hustles out closing the curtain and the door. She knows what is about to happen… (more later)

[El Tiburon]

3/22

So I am in the room with Glenny. She is really cute about neck length hair (pulled back into a cute little bun), golden brown skin, 5’5”, about 125 pounds with some ample and full B cups in the chest area. She has a really soft look on her face and I remember saying to myself she did not seem like one of those hardened Calle Duarte women. She speaks no English though or very little so we try to converse as best we can. I find out she was walking home from another hotel down the road where she works when I met her last night. She has one son whom she had about 6 months ago and she lives in town with a roommate. I find out she is 18 years old. She did look pretty young so I check her cedula (I.D.) and I confirm her age.

Ok, we are in business. At this point I think she is beautiful. She seems to be one of those regular shop girls that I read on this forum that you can score and I am glad I decided to approach her. With all of that swirling around in my mind I made a mistake attributable to my being new in the Dominican Republic. I figured since this girl was obviously not a hardened hooker, I could treat her nicely and worry about sex later. That was a mistake. In any situation where you are pressed for time and are not trying to make a long term relationship out of something you need to set the sexual tone immediately if not soon. Put the cards on the table, that way she knows how you are swinging even if she turns you down she is set in her mind to eventually have to give up the goods or get the hell away. However, I kind of like this girl and am blinded by her youth and looks so I say to myself lets take our time and make an adventure out of this. Badass motherfucker mode back to OFF…

So I decide I want to meet her son. Mistake number two. We leave the hotel and take a moto about a half-mile to her neighborhood. It is down that road to the Costalunga and then off to some side roads and eventually a dirt road. This is my first visit to the “vecinidad” (neighborhood). I notice kids running around along with chickens and lots of activity. She lives in one of the many little houses with a corrugated tin roof and very creative paint on the outside of the house. We go in and there are two young Haitian kids about and her housemate who is Haitian also. I meet her housemate and Glenny’s son and settle down for about an hour in the living room. They are really poor out here. So after a little broken conversation we decide to go back to the hotel. We take her son with us, mistake number three. We hop a moto back to the hotel and I turn the couch around so it faces the wall as sort of a crib for her son. What is that smell? Oh no, her son needs diapers! On the way to the store whom do I run into but they guy from the Bronx with the beach chairs who overcharged me for the Pina Colada. He runs up to me as if he saw me all the way from the beach as I am on the other side of the road. He says, “hey what happened you were supposed to come back for dinner?”. I don’t even break stride and tell him “sorry I have somewhere to go, I will talk to you later”. He says “you were supposed to come back I had dinner ready, you OWE ME MONEY”. ??? ?Excuse me? ?Perdon? I double back and say, “listen I said I might come back, it was totally up to me to come back or not so I don’t owe you anything. I tried to be nice to you and you take me for a fool so nice meeting you”. I turn around and continue on to the store thinking there is no shortage of bullshit in this fucking town, no shortage at all… If he would have followed me and tapped me on the shoulder or something I am quite sure I would have done the very wrong thing and punched him dead in the face. I would have given it my all too…

So I go to the store for some size fours and on the way back pick up some of that fish from the vendors on the street the Gua Gua travels that goes to Santo Domingo. I get back with beers diapers and the food, which she wolfs down. I get bold and taste the pescado (fish) and plantain and it was pretty damn tasty! A whole fried fish and fried plantain with ketchup on the side for 80 pesos. Not bad at all. She changes her son and we sit around a little bit. I am now thinking I am going to make this a long term effort maybe spending the rest of my vacation with this cutie and just doing the girlfriend experience. Little did I know she had other plans. My guess is she has taken me for a complete sucker because I put out a lot of effort and bought things without even stating my case. After we sit around for about an hour she tells me she is leaving and she needs money. Oh no, my worst fears confirmed, I am playing myself again. Ok Travel, you can take the diapers and the food as a loss (500 pesos) but I will be damned if I am giving her money. Badass motherfucker mode back to ON and I break that particular switch so it is permanently in the ON position. It should have been ON from the beginning of this trip. I say, “you need money huh?” and look her in the eye and start unbuttoning her button down shirt until I expose her braless boobies. She has a really nice perky set. Her son has not taken full advantage of these beauties because they stand up beautifully with no sag or stretch marks, perfect areolas and fullness. She looks at me with this weird look as I stand up, strip naked and come back to the bed. She looks a bit shocked while I peel the rest of her clothes off. She does not stop me physically however. I look at her with only her panties on and am determined to bag this up. She is a solid 8 at this point, maybe 8 and ½. I produce a condom slowly guide her down to the bed and kiss her to which she surprisingly responds. I put the condom on and before I loose my erection bypass the panties by pulling them to the side and really go at it with her. I only did missionary but I definitely enjoyed it I am sure more than she. I really pounded her, it was a revenge on Boca Chica fuck. I was pretty quick with this one because the situation was still pretty awkward and I knew I would loose the mood if I tried to switch positions. I grabbed a handful of her hair as I came. Damn Travel, what is this place turning you into? LOL Her son was asleep in the corner on the couch throughout all of this. That creeped me out a bit.

We finish up and I think I have won her over but she gets dressed grabs the pampers and the baby, holds out her hand and says “money”. Ok, any thoughts of girlfriend experience were just thrown out of the window like a chicken sandwich wrapper from McDonalds… I give her one thousand pesos and tell her as best I can that she could have had me for the rest of my vacation but this concept of consistent money every day seems to escape her. As pretty as she was and as much as I tried to be “nice” to her, she came off very mercenary throughout most of our encounter. Lead me on honey, especially as cute as you are, let me THINK you like me and/or are enjoying this! That way, you will get more money out of me stupid! She just does not get it. So she leaves and I am thinking to myself ok I am going to change my ticket tomorrow. This place is not what I am ready to deal with. Everyone thinks I am stupid and to be honest I am giving them every opportunity to exploit those feelings. I want to bail instead of throwing good time and money after bad.

I lounge around the rest of the day, watch some basketball and make plans in the morning to check on flights and get the 2pm or the 7pm to JFK if I can. I go into town in the evening for some pizza and go to the pizzeria. I order a medium pizza with “meat to grind” and onions. I wait across the street at the bar with the casino games next to the Cosmos disco. The girl I first met on my first night that called me over in front of the Cosmos disco is at this bar. The one who was very pretty and competed with the other girl whom I eventually took home. She started a conversation with me about why did I not take her instead of the other girl. I kind of blow her off and she gets a little offended as I stand there and watch the bar’s TV. About a minute later the Haitian girl from the park from my second night walks by (you know the FIVE) and puts her arm around me. I physically remove her arm and lie to her and tell her I might see her in the disco later. She gets the message after about one minute and leaves. Then the girl who I was originally talking with who I turned down my first night says in English “yes, you have very nice vacation, very nice girls, very pretty girls you have had” and all her friends in the vicinity roar with laughter because she said it in her best chica sarcasm. I held stone faced for about 5 seconds and then I had to bust out laughing too. I wanted to laugh with her and kick her in the shins at the same time. I decided on the former. They all look at me like “we know a good joke when we see one”. Yep, the joke was certainly on me. I pay for my pizza when ready and head back to the hotel. I have pizza and beer and watch the basketball game. I never felt so relaxed during this whole vacation.

3/23

I sleep alone and wake up at 9 and start thinking about how to arrange my ticket change. The fine ass maid knocks and I let her in. She is really cute, damn. I am looking at her every move as she goes about her business. She is bending over and shit and my dick gets SO freaking hard. She knows I am looking at her. She bends over to fix the bed and exposes some cleavage and I am staring straight down her uniform. She knows it too but unlike some bitchy western woman, lets me get my jollies. She smiles as she catches me but makes no attempt to hide her cleavage while she is going about bending over to do various chores. I was thinking to myself “ok just like the movies I can just go up to her, lift up her uniform and fuck her silly”. Yeah right… I would have loved to have the balls to do that. She eventually finishes up and I am preparing to go to the phone center to make my call to American Airlines. Just before I go out there is a knock at the door… It is Glenny! Hey baby, I see you came back. She has her child though and looks a little worried. I let her in and she stands there with her baby and does not say anything. I say “Como esta?”. She says “my baby, he is sick”. Bull SHIT I am thinking. She says “he needs to go to the hospital”. First of all I am thinking “where is all this fluent English coming from?” Second of all he was fine yesterday even smiled at the pampers I bought him, now he is sick huh? I just ignore her and start watching TV. She repeats her concerns about the baby and I say “listen, I am not stupid, your baby is fine”. She says “ok I am going to the hospital”. I reply “good luck” and watch her walk out of the door. I lie back in bed and think to myself “mama said there’d be days like this”. I think about the ticket change and say to myself, “it’s only two more days man, make it work”.

So I venture out later to the supermarket next to the park. I buy more beer and small OJ and start drinking it outside of the market. About 2 minutes later this rather thick cute chica comes up to me and I notice she has these cute sleepy bedroom eyes and her hair is curly down to her shoulders with brown sugar skin and some nice ta ta’s. She says hi and strikes up a conversation. I know she is on the game but I play stupid. Eventually the conversation turns to “what am I doing and can she spend time”. I am like “maybe”. She methodically blinks her bedroom eyes like she is deep in thought and goes “well let’s go for a few hours to your hotel”. I say “cuanto, how much”? She says “you tell me”. I say “no you tell me”. So we go back and forth with this and finally I say “ok in that case, 500 pesos for two hours”. She says “oh, dios, no”. I say “ok, nice meeting you” and she says “wait, ok mil pesos”. I say “no 600”. We go back and forth until we get to 800 pesos for two hours. That is an ok deal. We walk to the hotel and she says “lets go by side streets, there is this Canadian I am supposed to be with and I need to avoid him. He gives good money but I want to fuck YOU”. Well that’s what I like to hear sweetie! So we get to the hotel at dusk. She, like all the chicas I have been with, strips down to her panties. They are cotton, black and plain but I like simplicity. She is a big girl but not fat just very “thick”. I pulled her panties down with one swift motion. I liked her in the buff I would say she was a 7 (but I like em thick and slim so she may be a 6 to you guys). She was shaven as were every girl in the DR was that I would encounter. It was funny they all had “stubble” but no more no less. Is that a custom there or something? I like it but sometimes I want to cut through the jungle with the machete nahmean? So we kiss like high school kids for about 10 minutes. I then dine at the Y for the first time in the DR and she is fresh and wet and she is enjoying this. I am enjoying it too. Then we have sex. She is pretty good in bed she moves pretty well for a thick girl and she is pretty so I am having fun with this. So we have sex for about 30 minutes in various positions and when we are done I take her to Italy Italy. Mainly because I am hungry and since she did a good job in bed I decide to bring her along for the ride. The bill is 800 pesos and I think to myself “ok you treated the best pussy so far to a good meal, so what”. I am starting to finally relax here in Boca Chica. We try to decide on what we are going to do the rest of the evening. She has to study for her English class and she has to get her material. So we go back to her place and on the way another blackout hits.

We are walking through her neighborhood and since I am black and actually look Dominican I feel pretty comfortable. It is real third world over here but I am totally kool with it. To tell the truth I am LESS comfortable walking around in my own freaking neighborhood back home. The stars are really shining in the blackout and I point out the big dipper and small dipper but she looks confused. Ok honey, whatever! LOL We get to her place and it is the worst I have seen yet. It happens to be clean and pretty spacious but it is in need of a coat of paint and the lane to her crib was really uneven, a dirt path filled with potholes. It was corrugated tin roof the whole nine. She has a roommate, which I converse with a little. She is Haitian. So we settle in on the bed and she lies on top of me and we fall asleep in our clothes. We wake up about an hour later and the power is back on. She turns on the TV and I say “hey I am going to camp out here ok?”. She is kool with that and she strips down again and I get to feeling on her but she says no hanky panky because her housemate has a child and I heard him in the next room. No problem I just want this experience. She gets up, gets ready to go to the bathroom and says with both hands in the air in submission, “ok, my bathroom… Is no very good” in her Spanish accent. I thought that was a bit amusing. At least she warned me and I did not have to go. I wonder to this day what sight was waiting for me in there. I feel up on her during the night and it was great hugging up on that thick curvaceous body whenever I wanted to. She was very accommodating to my touch and she responded whenever I touched the “sensitive places”. We fall asleep for good and she wakes up at 6 in the morning to study. I wake up too and look out side.

3/24

The sun is shining and the tropical trees are blowing with the wind that blows outside and also into the house. Now this is what I am talking about, total serenity. She studies for an hour or so then disappears outside for a while. I lounge around in my drawers for another hour and then decide to have some respect and get dressed. I hear her come inside and start rummaging around the kitchen. Meanwhile I start making up the bed and what is that smell? She comes into the room and says come to the kitchen. I go and I am met with a set table with scrambled eggs with cheese and diced, fried ham chunks, fresh rolls with butter and a quart of orange juice. NOW THAT IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT! I wanted to cheer, I mean standing fucking ovation. The meal itself was delicious albeit about 2000 calories. Good food comes at a price though. So we eat and she is debating going to school and I say “take yo ass to school and learn something girl”. She smiles and we go out and she gets a moto to school. I had arranged for her to come to the hotel later. I had her cell number and called her at 2p. She comes over and lies on the bed. She says “listen I want to stay with you but my child’s birthday is coming up and I need to make some money so it will be a good birthday”. She did show me the presents in her home that she started to buy. The child was going to be one year. My thinking, which I told her, was the baby is going to be one, why don’t you have a little party but spare all the gifts she won’t remember? She tells me one and fifteen are the big years for them as far as birthdays. So she is back to the money thing and she kills herself by brining up the Canadian she ditched earlier and saying that she could be with him because he called but she wants to be with me. She needs money though. She totally destroyed the girlfriend experience right then and there. I said to her “listen, if he is going to give you top dollar, go with him”. I give her 1500 pesos for the great night and breakfast. I am not going to let her put me up against some other motherfucker with more money. Go with HIM sweetie if it is that important to you. I got what I could out of the experience and it was great but I have to draw a line when she starts in on the mercenary thing. Your child and excessive gifts at an age when they won’t even know what is going on for another year or two is a bit over the top for me. So we part ways and lay around again thinking “this place is something else”… (more later)

[El Tiburon]

3/24 (con’t)

After lying around the hotel for a while I decide to head back out. I end up going to the Chinese restaurant on Calle Duarte and pick up some fried chicken and fried plantain. The food here is cheap and good, 80 pesos for 2 pieces of fried chicken and the fried plantain. I take my meal to the park and start eating on one of the concrete benches in the park. I am eating my meal and then I happen to look up and this totally hot, thick chica is coming toward me with her friend. She is about 5’7”, light brown skin, very full C borderline D cup breasts and she has on this skimpy little skirt that is showing off way too much of some real sexy legs. Her hair is braided and pulled back, medium brown maybe from dye but she looked totally hot. Her eyes were medium brown too. I should have called her brown sugar. She was very pretty and by the way she looked you could define “sex” in the dictionary with a picture of her next to it. She approaches me and says, “hi, remember me I saw you before and you spoke to me” in really bad broken English but I understood. Really? I don’t remember that but if I did I was an idiot for not trying to strike a deal with her. She tells her friend something to the effect of “ok you can go, I am going to get him” in Spanish. Her friend leaves and she sits next to me and I continue to eat as if I am not the slightest bit interested. To tell the truth I wanted to fuck this hottie right there in the park. However, I have to play my interest down in order to set the tone. Why am I just now beginning to remember my monger principles? I guess Boca Chica intimidated me at first. She asks after 2 or 4 minutes of my ignoring her and eating “what is your name, how long are you here etc…” I tell her and ask her name and age. She is 19 and her name is Carolina (pronounced Caroleena). I look at her again and say to myself “damn she is cute”. So she says “I want to go to your hotel”. I say “cuanto, uno hora”? She says “dos mil pesos (2000)”. Without even looking up I take a bite out of my chicken and say “no, expensivo” and continue to eat without looking at her. She says “ok mil pesos”. I look at her this time and she smiles at me like a kid on Christmas morning. I chuck the rest of my food in the garbage and grab her hand and lead her up the road towards my hotel.

I go by the Hamaca on the way to the hotel and of course all the security guys knew me. I high fived like 4 of them on the way while they took a long look at my chica. She SCREAMED sex, I mean she was fucking BUILT for one thing and that was it! We get to the hotel and as soon as I close the door I turn around and she is stripping naked! YES! She strips naked and I see her body and man oh man I wanted to fuck her silly! She had the pubic stubble again however I would see the stubble up close and personal. Why? Because I would proceed to eat her pussy for the better part of a half hour. She had those fucking soap operas on though and I really don’t think she cared what I did until commercials where she then started to get into the cunnilingus. She put her feet on my shoulders while I ate her out and she was nice, clean and tasteless. I like that. So we fuck and I would have loved to have lasted longer but looking down at her sexy face, it was very hard to last. She was just so damn sexy. I had to bite my finger very hard to prolong it. I almost drew my own blood this way. She forgot about the stories while I was fucking her though and got totally into it. When I finished up she lay there and stared at me and I stared back at her and we just smiled at each other and would hold the stare each time for about 10 seconds before she got embarrassed and looked away. She got up to go “pee pee” after about 10 minutes and she just plopped down on the toilet and took a whiz right in front of me, smiling as she relieved herself. Some find that disgusting but I strangely find it a turn on. I start to try to figure her out.

She was not hardened at all, very new to the game in my opinion. She had just had a baby about 4 months ago and my guess was that drove her into the business. She had this really bright smile and it was just so innocent. She was also a part timer in the game because she lived in Santo Domingo and had to go home to her baby so her encounters were strictly daytime, no overnight much to my chagrin (which I also tried to get). So we lay there naked as she continues to watch her stories and she puts her bare feet on my thighs and generally does various stages of cuddling which I really liked. I just wanted to be AROUND this chick she was so damn sexy. I start playing with her breasts and notice she is still lactating. I remember her shirt had these stains on them and I wondered what that was all about. I thought she might be dirty or a sloppy eater when I met her. Now it made sense, those big ass titties were full of milk. So I suck on her breasts to try to get some milk out and she presses her nipple so I can taste some. She laughs and I say “leche muy bien!” (I learned a fair bit of beginner Spanish here so far). She laughs and I just can’t stop messing with her breasts. She pulls her breasts away and says “para mi bambino”! LOL It is getting dark so she has to leave but as she gets dressed I am still laying on the bed grabbing at her breasts. I am really acting like a child now unrelenting for what I want. So she puts her skirt, shoes and shirt on but before she buttons up the shirt she pulls me up by the hand from lying on the bed and sits me at the edge of the bed. She grabs both her breasts and SPRAYS HER FUCKING BREAST MILK ALL OVER ME! I don’t know why but I just closed my eyes and opened my mouth. This lasted for about 5 seconds and I thanked God about ten times during that 5 seconds. Surreal this was. Um, can someone direct me to Justice of the fucking Peace!?!

So I towel off and get dressed to walk her out. We walk out and I start thinking. Ok, my flight is at 6pm tomorrow, that means I have the morning and the afternoon… We pass the manager of the hotel who is checking in some male and female guests of the non-monger variety. You know, the young backpacker types that bring women to a land full of some of the best pussy the world has to offer. I want to be discrete but the manager is my chance at perfect translation since she speaks good English. She gets ready to take the guests upstairs to show them the rooms and I just have to grab her and say, “can you translate for me”? She agrees while looking a bit nervous because it is very obvious my guest is a hooker. I say to the manager in no uncertain terms “TELL HER I WANT HER BACK HERE AT TEN OCLOCK TOMORROW MORNING”! I am sure the guests heard that and knew exactly what was going on. She translates for me and Carolina shakes her head vigorously yes. Alrighty then! So I walk her into town and we get more chicken and plantain from the Chinese woman for her to take to her family for dinner back in Santo Domingo. What a great girl, thinking about the family. I want to give this girl 3000 pesos because she was well worth it but give her 1000 because I know that is what we agreed on plus 200 pesos tip. I can’t spoil the pussy no matter how good she looks right fellas? So I decide not to sample anymore wares. I go I want to save my juices for Ms. Hottie in the morning! I just get more pizza and beer and watch basketball again.

3/25

I wake up at about 8:30 am. I set my internal clock to wake up and be ready for Carolina. I eat some food I have in the fridge and lounge around until the maid comes in at 9:45am. I wondered if Carolina would show up, I mean she is very pretty and voluptuous and there are guys out there that are willing to pay much more than I did. Would she show up? As I looked at the maid again with my usual hard on I thought maybe I should make a solid play for the maid. I mean, I am going home today what is there to loose? Well I look out the door of my garden view and who is making her way up the steps but Carolina? Oh yeah baby. She has a much shorter skirt on today as if that were at all possible. It sure was possible. A good wind shows all her goodies. She HAD to wear panties with that skirt. She comes in acknowledges no one, lays on the bed (exposing her panties because of the skirt) and grabs the remote and once again the soap operas are in effect. The maid has not mopped yet and she asks me if I want her to leave. I say no you can stay. Actually I want to ask, can you stay and partake, or just watch? The maid makes one mop line from the bathroom to the door and again closes the curtain and the door and gets up out of there. It takes Carolina and I about 5 minutes to be in full missionary position. This time though I hit it on the edge of the bed doggy, from the side, bending her over the breakfast table… God she was a good lay. Not because of her sexual skills which were not bad but because of her raw sexual presence. I had only been with one other girl with that much of a raw sexual presence and that was years ago in college.

We both lie back in bed after the Olympics and lounge around for a minute. It is a bit hard to have a conversation with her because she has no English skills. So I let her watch her stories and then we head into town and eat at old faithful, the Chinese place. We have fried chicken and to add variety to life eat fried rice instead of plantain. On the way to the restaurant, because of her ridiculously short skirt, she had several males from the shoeshine boys to a couple of grown men actually drop to the floor when we walked by to get a look up her skirt. I honestly could not blame them. I thought for the men it was a bit childish but shit, I am with her and that said something about my selection if grown men were driven to act like that. She got hoots and hollers the whole way to the Chinese place. I also remember passing through the Hamaca resort and 3 huge tour busses came in filled with tourists. I looked at each and every bus and almost every white woman looked and frowned at us and I gave each and every one my BEST SHIT EATINGEST GRIN! You are god damn right I did! Score one for the whoremongers. So we eat our meal and then hang out at the park for a bit. I have my bags with me because I have checked out of the hotel and am going to spend some quality time with my honey before I grab a cab to the airport. She buys an icy off of one of the penguin vendors and I just had to get a picture of her on the bench at the park with that icy in her mouth and that skirt just barely covering the goodies.

It starts to drizzle and we go to the bar across from the cosmos disco where we run into one of her friends. She is a short dark-skinned chica with some DDD titties, I kid you not. I had run out of film, pity. She is cute too but real hardened. Carolina asks me to buy her a soda and I tell her friend to take off her hat. Ok… Now model yourself for me and she spins around and sticks out her ass. Ok “um, bartender large cola please”! So we sit around and shoot the shit for an hour or two. I have fun by writing a big “NO” on a napkin and all the vendors who spot us and make their way over notice the sign and say “NO” out loud and laugh and keep it moving. Maybe that is an idea for the future trips. So time passes and it is time for me to catch cab to the airport. So the three of us make our way to the park and I let her arrange a ride for me for 500 pesos. She turns to me smiles at me with that sexy ass smile and I tongue her down right there at the park for about 2 minutes for all to see. I hop in the cab and say “adios, mama” she says “adios” and we speed off. Damn! I wanted to fit her in my bag and take her home.

We get to the airport and I still have two hours until I fly. I check in and head back outside and I am watching all these fine ass chicas go into the airport and a good number of them smile at me. After sitting out side for an hour I say to myself “Travel, YOU HAVE NOT EVEN SCRATCHED THE SURFACE OF THIS COUNTRY”. Totally hot chicas I assume most from Santo Domingo entering the airport. So I am thinking about my Thailand trips and how the two locations measure up and then I have a thought, an epiphany if you will. “Holy shit, you have 38,000 frequent flyer miles in your account don’t you?” I am Silver Elite with Northwest because of my Asia trips and already took a free trip to Bangkok because numerous trips there gave me so many miles. I still had a balance that I was going to wait to build back up to 60,000, the balance needed to go to Asia. Availability is a bitch to Bangkok though and you have to plan a trip months in advance. I am unemployed right now with 38,000 miles in my account, money in the bank and it costs 35,000 to go from EWR on Continental to the DR. I hear Sosua is nice this time of year…

TRAVELFOX

[gdogg]

Damn!! What a great story! I cannot wait until my virgin voyage to the mighty DR!

[Twohands]

Brought back great memories of my first trip to BC... But dude, as a fellow NYer, I gotta insist that for the sake of, I don't know - your LIFE, next time DO NOT EAT THEM CHICAS OUT!! Are you nuts?! You don't wanna catch something you can't live with. :shock:

[granpollo]

This is like a guide on what not to do and what not to pay. NEVER go with ANYONE who speaks English, NEVER in a car with a "guide" , NEVER give the shoeshine beggars a peso, NEVER pay 1,500, 2,000 pesos, or any other prices quoted. Especially to Carolina who I know and shse's happy from me, with RD$400.

NEVER waste money on buying a BC girl dinner, lunch or any other food, MAYBE beer in your room if you like to drink, buy that at the non-fancy market and offer one as a courtesy - dinenr is throwng bad money at good sex with no benefit.

EVERY English spekaing guy you run into (other than tourists of course) are deportees from the US for felony convictions and/or being there illegally and you are thus dealing with drug dealers, robbers, etc., and using them for advice and driving around with them.


I have no idea if you are going to the Costalunga or trying to why a cab driver takes you to the Hamaca - just ask a cab driver a) if he knows how to find Boca Chica ( some cannot) and b) if he knows where the Costalunga is located. Frankly at the airport take a marked tourist taxi with a sign on the door - a great many come and go from Boca Chica and at least you don't wind up on the far side of the Hamaca at a no-name joint.

NEVER drink breast milk or give oral sex, and have the Hep A and B shot series before you go there.

There is no such thing as a GFE or part-time hooker in BC either, whether they live in the capital, or San Pedro or wherever. For a GFE youneed to go find an actual non hooker proably in the capital or near La Vega, areas around Cibao valley, etc.

If you want to do the maid, and you can do it so that she doesn't get behind schedule and lose her job, ask her.

This whole post is a good example of the absolute need to learn at least workable Spanish before a trip to the DR and be able to understand the basics and negotiate like you are not a gringo.

[the_Jayman]

granpollo,

I don't agree.

jayman

[El Tiburon]

This is like a guide on what not to do and what not to pay. NEVER go with ANYONE who speaks English, NEVER in a car with a "guide" , NEVER give the shoeshine beggars a peso, NEVER pay 1,500, 2,000 pesos, or any other prices quoted. Especially to Carolina who I know and shse's happy from me, with RD$400.

******* You are right on not getting in a car with someone period whether they speak English or Spanish. I realized the error of my ways after the fact. I paid for it also to the tune of 600 pesos for an hour of driving. Second of all the shoeshine guys perform a service. I had on shoes and they were dirty from the plane ride and from walking around. I gave him 20 pesos for a good job. He became my shine guy for the trip and he performed his sevices well though I only paid him 10 hence. Say hi to Carolina for me if you see her (if she is in fact the same one).

NEVER waste money on buying a BC girl dinner, lunch or any other food, MAYBE beer in your room if you like to drink, buy that at the non-fancy market and offer one as a courtesy - dinenr is throwng bad money at good sex with no benefit.

******* Gotta agree with you on that one. You offer things to Dominican people as a courtesy? *shock and awe*

EVERY English spekaing guy you run into (other than tourists of course) are deportees from the US for felony convictions and/or being there illegally and you are thus dealing with drug dealers, robbers, etc., and using them for advice and driving around with them.

******* Agree with you on that one as far as not dealing with them but they ALL are not horrible horrible guys. The guy in the car DID play baseball in Arizona, though he fucked me the same... LOL So the hotel security guys and the guys selling the timeshares are drug dealers and deportees? Lets be serious about your absolute statements though I know what you are getting at.

I have no idea if you are going to the Costalunga or trying to why a cab driver takes you to the Hamaca - just ask a cab driver a) if he knows how to find Boca Chica ( some cannot) and b) if he knows where the Costalunga is located. Frankly at the airport take a marked tourist taxi with a sign on the door - a great many come and go from Boca Chica and at least you don't wind up on the far side of the Hamaca at a no-name joint.

******* I had a cab driver take me to the Hamaca because my friends know someone there and they told me to see if she was working the desk before I went somewhere else but she was not. I left that out of my report. I walked after that because I have usually found something that was quite nice while on previous vax by walking and if I had not made the mistake of letting that guy in the car take over I would have gotten the hotel I did for about $25 a night. The Hamaca is central to the hotel I stayed at and to the Calypso and the Costalunga, all walking distance away. (I walk alot)

NEVER drink breast milk or give oral sex, and have the Hep A and B shot series before you go there.

******* Personal preference there, Hep A and B are blood borne diseases and so is HIV, VERY tough to catch the latter (by way of oral sex and breast milk) and somewhat tough to catch the formers. I have had aformentioned shots.

There is no such thing as a GFE or part-time hooker in BC either, whether they live in the capital, or San Pedro or wherever. For a GFE youneed to go find an actual non hooker proably in the capital or near La Vega, areas around Cibao valley, etc.

******* Tend to agree with you there too, all this learned after my first trip. My second to Sosua was much better though I made mistakes there too they were definitely minimal.

If you want to do the maid, and you can do it so that she doesn't get behind schedule and lose her job, ask her.

******* Could have done that but I also did not want to fuck someone who had access to my crib. It was nice to imagine the possibilities though.

This whole post is a good example of the absolute need to learn at least workable Spanish before a trip to the DR and be able to understand the basics and negotiate like you are not a gringo.

******* I agree with you also but I learned what Spanish I could before I left (I left on a weeks notice without ever giving the DR a glancing thought previously). For a newbie, I think I negotiated quite well. You have to understand if you are speaking Spanish then you have double the firepower I have. You must also understand that I had many chicks just say "fuck it" and turn away when I bargained too hard and I got myself down to what I felt, based on my limited experience, the market would bear. Hey I slam people on one level for mistakes and I am being slammed also, thats kool, I can take it as well as dish it out. Again, say hi to Carolina for me if you see her... (tall lightskinned black man from Nueva York)

Travelfox

[granpollo]

granpollo,

I don't agree.

jayman

With what? I am happy to debate with some details.

[Macky]

Travelfox--
Interesting that our travel experience is sort of mirror image. I mean that I was experienced in the DR and made a first time trip to Thailand recently. I was suprised in TL that I did not have so many problems ---with the girls not doing what they agreed to for the price they agreed to. The DR seems to be worse when it comes to that. A few Thai girls left after a few hours instead of staying all night as agreed to, but I gave them the going rate for short time instead and there was no problem. In the DR that would have the chica sitting on the bed, refusing to leave (unless she gets the all night fee), and threatening to call some guys to come around and take care of me. You may have expected better behaviour from the girls in the DR as your prior time was spent in TL. Also in TL its easy to get into a GFE, even if you aren't looking for that, but in the DR most of the girls are not so great for that, even if they act like it. One guy said that some of them deserve acadamy awards.
Everything that happened to you has happened to me especially in regard to paying the girls too much. I used to write it off as a party expense and so what. But it is better not to do that, and to walk away if a chica doesn't agree to the going rate, and not to give in if they demand more than the agreement later on. I found that the chicas started treating me better once I would not overpay or give in to various demands. A place like Boca or Sosua is a small world where, believe it or not, the girls know all about you whether you have ever met them or not. The girls do trip reports on us, believe me. In Boca I had girls I had never seen before coming up to me and telling me all about myself, including what I liked to do in the sack. So the problem is that once one of them finds that you can be pressured and it works, they will all try it. In TL the scene is so huge that we have more annonymity, but in a little place like Boca, nope.
Some of the guys who responded to your report were giving you good advice but theres a tendency to get a little authoritarian about it. I enjoyed your post and like I said, I made the same mistakes. And more.
You had too many guys getting stuck to you. One thing is for sure, next time you go, you really don't need any dominican males for anything. Boca and Sosua are small and walkable, and at worst all you may need is a 5 minute moto ride someplace if its hot. For 30 pesos or so. Otherwise those guys have nothing to show you that you cannot find or do for yourself. In fact they will make your trip worse, they will give you wrong information. Forget about being polite. Ignore them on the street or wherever, they have a game going, if you even stop to talk with them they know they have a newbie and will really turn it on. I found very little of that in TL as compared to the DR, but in the DR those guys are like gnats. Get away from them. As you have already found out, one of the favorite ways that a dominican has of making a deal is to tell you what the deal is, the deal that you made with him. The fact that you never made such a deal with the guy is irrelevant. They are trying to see if you respond to pressure, if you have been around. Thats why every dominican, male or female, will ask if you have been in the country before.
Go again and have a good time, just know that they are scam artists, a scam a minute. Next time you will be armed with knowledge, you will do fine.