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01-19-2007, 02:20 AM
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PART II
For those who enjoyed part I, sorry I lagged so bad. But here is part 2:
So we're feeling really good at this point and start walking around this outdoor shopping plaza, which is right at the border. We go into some shops and see the usual, blankets, sombreros, ceramic weed pipes shaped like skulls, butterfly knives, fireworks, fake cuban cigars ect ect, but we pass on buying anything for the meantime. So we're still in the plaza, walking around and we are solicited to come into this strip club, its in the plaza and I think it was called "Pussycats". Ok, 1:00 on a Wed, I should be in Business Calc, but f-it, its the week before spring break. Me and cuzzo walk in and see that there is only one other "customer" in the place, I think he was German. At this point we were kind of skeptical b/c there are only 2 girls in the joint, one giving a half-a$$ed strip tease on the stage and another one sitting on the German dudes lap. F-it, we go to the bar and get some beer and singles from the bartender (who looks like Lou Diamond Phillips). Well, he must have appreciated his tip because moments later he was jumping over the bar, shot up a flight of stairs and came back with three "lovely" ladies ready for duty. I can honestly say that they were looking pretty hot (but xanax is known to f-with your judgement), I know that they atleast had nice bodies. So, I get a double team lap dance from these two sexy latinas, while my cuzzo is dry humping the other one on the stage. I manage to lift my head from the huge rack of one of the girls to see my cousin climbing up the stairs to the "VIP" area, where there are stalls for private dances. I was like WFT at first b/c my two girls were already topless and there was no one else really there, why would he need to go up there? OOOOOOOHHHH, I hope he wears a jimmy hat. About 10 minutes later he comes out and tells me that we should bounce. I know my cuz and saw that look on his face, so I dont ask any questions and toss the girls a $20 tip to share. So, as were walking out he tells me a pretty funny story, it kinda went like this: Cuz: So I walk upstairs with that striper and I'm telling her what I want to do, she then turns away from the private boothes and opens this door that I didn't even see, and there is this fat, nasty, old whore laying on a bed in her bra and panties. I tried not to puke while I told that she was the one that I wanted to bang. She wanted $40 for Jabba the Hut and $120 for her, I tried to get her down to under a 100 but she wouldn't budge. I was in tears and was laughing so hard that I alomst puked. I dunno, the way he told the story was just hillarious, I guess you had to be there. It's about 2:00 or so and we try to walk to Revolution BLvd, TJs strip, but these solciters won't let us out of the plaza. We get sucked into another bar with the promise of 3 for 1 drinks. We only get the 1 for 3 deal on the first round, but the bar was pretty cool. It was on the second story of the plaza and was completely open so we could look out into the plaza. We meet a group of people from Arizona State, they were mostly girls but they were mostly broke, except one. We shoot some pool and drink ALOT with our new friends. They say that they are going to Safari(club) which was, back in the day, THE club for college kids in TJ. Safari was 20 to get in but was all you can drink, and Wed just happened to be college night. I used to take the party bus from my campus to go down there and it was always crazy, I told cuzzo that we should try to survive unitl the night bc it would be worth it. Which wouldn't be hard b/c it was already starting to get dark. So things start getting blurry from here, I remember eating another half zanny bar at some point, but I don't remember leaving the bar. I'm guessing that we somehow get seperated from our new freinds and end up trying to walk to Safari, I don't know why I thought I would be able to find this place, I couldn't find it if I were sober. We end up on some street that is really dark and isnt very friendly. For some reason my cuz is talking to this dude, I have no idea what they're talking about and I'm just following them. We end up on a main street and he directs us to an ATM, I stand there and smoke a cig with our new amigo as my cousin gets $ from the atm. I still don't know whats going on, but I don't really care at this point and just go with the flow. Fast forward a few blocks and we arrive at what looks to be the entrnce to an upstairs apartment. There is a locked gate to open the door, but our amigo takes out a walkie talkie, and gets someone to come down and let us in. We walk in and there are three girls sitting in a small lobby-type room and they're wearing lingere. I finally realize that we are at some type of massage parlor/brothel. And suddenly thoughts of "From Dusk til Dawn" pop into my head, but I am excited nonetheless. The madam tells us to pick which girl we want, so I let my cousin pick first, cuz he's my guest. I end up with a slightly chubby chick but she would have to do. My cuz gives me a pat on the back and we go our seperate ways. I'm starting to wake up a bit from the adrenaline and I remember telling myself that I have to def wrap it up no matter what. I follow the latina and admire her full a$$ which is displayed nicely in her silky panties. We go into this small room which has a bathroom, small couch and a TV with a porno on. She lays a mat down on the floor and tells me to strip, I obide and lay stomach down while she oils me up with some type of, um, oil. So she tells me 20 for the massage and I'm like 'fine' bc she already started and I could tell that I would able to preform (I wasn't sure if I could preform, but after seeing her a$$ and feeling her massaging the oil up and down my back, I knew I was game. I felt it move!!!) I let her massage me for a full 15 minutes, she was straddling my a$$ and I had to flip over bc I couldnt physically lay on my stomach anymore [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]. I say "BJ?" in a voice similar to a toddler asking for a 'cookie?'. She says 50 I say something like 'thats kinda alot, but ok'. To be honest I'm too embarassed to say how much I woulld have paid at that point. She gives me a couple yanks to tighten things up, and then does this cool trick where she puts the condom in her mouth and it ends up on my weiner. She was a pro and it was good even with the rubber on, she knew to cup the balls, awsome. So, I pull the rubber of and tell her that I'll just finish up myself cuz the condom sucks,she pulls me closer to her (I'm sittng and shes kneeling b/w my legs) and she pushes her t1ts together, I wasn't 100% sure if I could cum on her so I tried to aim away, some got on her and I apologized but she was fine with it. I have a good repore with prostitutes. She hands me a towel, I pay her and I go to the lobby to see my cousin already waiting for me. Appearently, he skipped the massage and actually f'ed the girl, who come to find out was pretty hot. We go down the stairs and see our amigo waiting for us. He asks us if we had fun ect ect and then hints toward his tip. My cuz breaks him off a 10 and i give em a 5, but he isn't content. He is showing us back to the border and his tone is getting more aggressive everytime we tell him that we dont have anymore money. We our probably 80 yrds from the border and have it in our sights, when he tries to kick me, I take a quick hop back and dodge his kick, but my phone flies out of the front pocket of my hoodie. The dude runs and picks up my phone and takes off, running across the street and my cousin takes off after him. Since we were practicaly at the border already, there were border agents yelling at my cousin to stop, so he did. My cuz is fast, he would have caught him, but he probably would've gottn killed, bc as the dude was running he was yelling "amigos, amigos" to signal for help. I didn't even care about the phone and I just wanna to go back to my cousin's hotel and smoke a blunt, it had been a long day. One problem, my cousin just cant walk across the border with a huge buldge in his pocket, the size of 58 xanax bars. So we walk back torwards some street vendors and bum a piece of tape from one of the ceramics dealers, and my cousin finds a bathroom and tapes his baggie to the inside of his thigh. And that's my story, anyone whos been to TJ to party can probably tell you crazy stories, too. I know some ppl that never made it back. 
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01-19-2007, 02:37 AM
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Re: PART II
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For those who enjoyed part I, sorry I lagged so bad. But here is part 2: So we're feeling really good at this point and start walking around this outdoor shopping plaza, which is right at the border. We go into some shops and see the usual, blankets, sombreros, ceramic weed pipes shaped like skulls, butterfly knives, fireworks, fake cuban cigars ect ect, but we pass on buying anything for the meantime. So we're still in the plaza, walking around and we are solicited to come into this strip club, its in the plaza and I think it was called "Pussycats". Ok, 1:00 on a Wed, I should be in Business Calc, but f-it, its the week before spring break. Me and cuzzo walk in and see that there is only one other "customer" in the place, I think he was German. At this point we were kind of skeptical b/c there are only 2 girls in the joint, one giving a half-a$$ed strip tease on the stage and another one sitting on the German dudes lap. F-it, we go to the bar and get some beer and singles from the bartender (who looks like Lou Diamond Phillips). Well, he must have appreciated his tip because moments later he was jumping over the bar, shot up a flight of stairs and came back with three "lovely" ladies ready for duty. I can honestly say that they were looking pretty hot (but xanax is known to f-with your judgement), I know that they atleast had nice bodies. So, I get a double team lap dance from these two sexy latinas, while my cuzzo is dry humping the other one on the stage. I manage to lift my head from the huge rack of one of the girls to see my cousin climbing up the stairs to the "VIP" area, where there are stalls for private dances. I was like WFT at first b/c my two girls were already topless and there was no one else really there, why would he need to go up there? OOOOOOOHHHH, I hope he wears a jimmy hat. About 10 minutes later he comes out and tells me that we should bounce. I know my cuz and saw that look on his face, so I dont ask any questions and toss the girls a $20 tip to share. So, as were walking out he tells me a pretty funny story, it kinda went like this: Cuz: So I walk upstairs with that striper and I'm telling her what I want to do, she then turns away from the private boothes and opens this door that I didn't even see, and there is this fat, nasty, old whore laying on a bed in her bra and panties. I tried not to puke while I told that she was the one that I wanted to bang. She wanted $40 for Jabba the Hut and $120 for her, I tried to get her down to under a 100 but she wouldn't budge. I was in tears and was laughing so hard that I alomst puked. I dunno, the way he told the story was just hillarious, I guess you had to be there. It's about 2:00 or so and we try to walk to Revolution BLvd, TJs strip, but these solciters won't let us out of the plaza. We get sucked into another bar with the promise of 3 for 1 drinks. We only get the 1 for 3 deal on the first round, but the bar was pretty cool. It was on the second story of the plaza and was completely open so we could look out into the plaza. We meet a group of people from Arizona State, they were mostly girls but they were mostly broke, except one. We shoot some pool and drink ALOT with our new friends. They say that they are going to Safari(club) which was, back in the day, THE club for college kids in TJ. Safari was 20 to get in but was all you can drink, and Wed just happened to be college night. I used to take the party bus from my campus to go down there and it was always crazy, I told cuzzo that we should try to survive unitl the night bc it would be worth it. Which wouldn't be hard b/c it was already starting to get dark. So things start getting blurry from here, I remember eating another half zanny bar at some point, but I don't remember leaving the bar. I'm guessing that we somehow get seperated from our new freinds and end up trying to walk to Safari, I don't know why I thought I would be able to find this place, I couldn't find it if I were sober. We end up on some street that is really dark and isnt very friendly. For some reason my cuz is talking to this dude, I have no idea what they're talking about and I'm just following them. We end up on a main street and he directs us to an ATM, I stand there and smoke a cig with our new amigo as my cousin gets $ from the atm. I still don't know whats going on, but I don't really care at this point and just go with the flow. Fast forward a few blocks and we arrive at what looks to be the entrnce to an upstairs apartment. There is a locked gate to open the door, but our amigo takes out a walkie talkie, and gets someone to come down and let us in. We walk in and there are three girls sitting in a small lobby-type room and they're wearing lingere. I finally realize that we are at some type of massage parlor/brothel. And suddenly thoughts of "From Dusk til Dawn" pop into my head, but I am excited nonetheless. The madam tells us to pick which girl we want, so I let my cousin pick first, cuz he's my guest. I end up with a slightly chubby chick but she would have to do. My cuz gives me a pat on the back and we go our seperate ways. I'm starting to wake up a bit from the adrenaline and I remember telling myself that I have to def wrap it up no matter what. I follow the latina and admire her full a$$ which is displayed nicely in her silky panties. We go into this small room which has a bathroom, small couch and a TV with a porno on. She lays a mat down on the floor and tells me to strip, I obide and lay stomach down while she oils me up with some type of, um, oil. So she tells me 20 for the massage and I'm like 'fine' bc she already started and I could tell that I would able to preform (I wasn't sure if I could preform, but after seeing her a$$ and feeling her massaging the oil up and down my back, I knew I was game. I felt it move!!!) I let her massage me for a full 15 minutes, she was straddling my a$$ and I had to flip over bc I couldnt physically lay on my back anymore [img]/images/graemlins/smile.gif[/img]. I say "BJ?" in a voice similar to a toddler asking for a 'cookie?'. She says 50 I say something like 'thats kinda alot, but ok'. To be honest I'm too embarassed to say how much I woulld have paid at that point. She gives me a couple yanks to tighten things up, and then does this cool trick where she puts the condom in her mouth and it ends up on my weiner. She was a pro and it was good even with the rubber on, she knew to cup the balls, awsome. So, I pull the rubber of and tell her that I'll just finish up myself cuz the condom sucks,she pulls me closer to her (I'm sittng and shes kneeling b/w my legs) and she pushes her t1ts together, I wasn't 100% sure if I could cum on her so I tried to aim away, some got on her and I apologized but she was fine with it. I have a good repore with prostitutes. She hands me a towel, I pay her and I go to the lobby to see my cousin already waiting for me. Appearently, he skipped the massage and actually f'ed the girl, who come to find out was pretty hot. We go down the stairs and see our amigo waiting for us. He asks us if we had fun ect ect and then hints toward his tip. My cuz breaks him off a 10 and i give em a 5, but he isn't content. He is showing us back to the border and his tone is getting more aggressive everytime we tell him that we dont have anymore money. We our probably 80 yrds from the border and have it in our sights, when he tries to kick me, I take a quick hop back and dodge his kick, but my phone flies out of the front pocket of my hoodie. The dude runs and picks up my phone and takes off, running across the street and my cousin takes off after him. Since we were practicaly at the border already, there were border agents yelling at my cousin to stop, so he did. My cuz is fast, he would have caught him, but he probably would've gottn killed, bc as the dude was running he was yelling "amigos, amigos" to signal for help. I didn't even care about the phone and I just wanna to go back to my cousin's hotel and smoke a blunt, it had been a long day. One problem, my cousin just cant walk across the border with a huge buldge in his pocket, the size of 58 xanax bars. So we walk back torwards some street vendors and bum a piece of tape from one of the ceramics dealers, and my cousin finds a bathroom and tapes his baggie to the inside of his thigh. And that's my story, anyone whos been to TJ to party can probably tell you crazy stories, too. I know some ppl that never made it back. [/ QUOTE ] can u elaborate?
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#27
01-19-2007, 03:25 AM
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Re: PART II
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They say that they are going to Safari(club) which was, back in the day, THE club for college kids in TJ. Safari was 20 to get in but was all you can drink, and Wed just happened to be college night. I used to take the party bus from my campus to go down there and it was always crazy, I told cuzzo that we should try to survive unitl the night bc it would be worth it. Which wouldn't be hard b/c it was already starting to get dark. [/ QUOTE ] Safari is still the place most people go when they're first starting out with TJ trips - except that I've never had to pay cover. You just have to tip your bartender, and the bigger the tip, the better the service. But now that I think about it, my friends and I usually went behind the bar and made our own drinks. . .it's really fun when you're there, but you usually have to throw out your clothes the next day cause they smell like vomit and booze, and there's always at least one person who ended up having sex in the bathroom, which is at a cesspool-level of cleanliness.
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#29
01-19-2007, 03:58 AM
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Re: Tijuana Trip Report Part I
awesome. A-
[ QUOTE ] I have a good repore with prostitutes. [/ QUOTE ] A+
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#30
01-19-2007, 04:15 AM
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Re: PART II
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I was in tears and was laughing so hard that I alomst puked. I dunno, the way he told the story was just hillarious, I guess you had to be high. [/ QUOTE ]
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