Angeles City - 04/03/2009 - Vanessa

I had an uneventful flight into Clark Airport, right on the outskirts of Angeles City. A 10 min taxi ride brought me to my hotel, the Pacific Breeze. I had spent a LOT of time researching hotels and had gone for this hotel because of its terrific location and high quality rooms and facilities. I wasn’t disappointed; it was a great choice, if a little expensive.

I checked in around 21:30, showered and went right out on the town. I had done a tremendous amount of research on where to go and had a great map, plus a ‘league table’ of bars to visit. The Asian Escapades website had been particularly informative because of the interactive nature of the Forum, though other valuable info had also been gleaned from whorist.com. I wanted to touch base with Robbie, the manager at The Bodyshop … a bar just 200 yards from my hotel. I walked through the door and was immediately jumped on by 3 girls, but I quickly diffused the situation by saying “is Robbie in yet”? The lead girl said “oh yes, he’s over there” and pointed to a small table nearest the bar, in a slightly elevated position affording a good overall view of the bar and stage. There were 3 guys there chatting animatedly. I ordered a beer and brazenly sat down at the same table, even though 90% of the other tables were unoccupied.

When there was a lull in their conversation I said “excuse me guys, but I’m looking for Robbie”. He immediately identified himself, got up and sat down beside me. I explained that I was a member of AE and Shagger (a prominent member of that forum) had suggested I drop by. Since the BodyShop was rated #6 out of the 200 bars in AC it was gonna be high on my list anyway. Robbie introduced me to Paul & Phil, 2 other long term residents and we had a great hour or so talking crap. By now it was just after 23:00 and none of the ‘stock’ in the bar particularly appealed to me. I decided to split and go on the hunt – starting at Geckos, the #1 rated bar just around the corner.

On entering I was surprised by how small it was. There was the inevitable elevated dance floor against the left wall, with the usual bar stools parked against it. There was a narrow central aisle and a few 2 person booths running along the right wall.  The music was loud, though not overpowering and there was the familiar line up of young firm flesh jigging along to the music, plus a dozen waitresses who were encouraging punters to buy drinks, particularly ladies drinks at 150 pesos a throw.

I settled down and watched the entertainment and came to the conclusion that none of these skinny youngsters was really my cup of tea. I wondered why Geckos had received such a top rating, the selection on offer seemed no different than I had seen elsewhere. It was later that I understood that “the early bird catches the worm”. The 1st shift does 14:00 – 23:00 and the 2nd overlaps by doing 18:00-03:00. Either strike early afternoon, or between 18:00-20:00 when both shifts are working. By 23:30 I had missed the boat on both shifts – a lesson learned.

Off next door to Lollipop, rated #2. Similar size to Geckos and a similar line up it seemed to me. I ordered a drink and observed the gals, bra-less with G strings under see through back lingerie – yummy! I was getting a cheeky look from one of the waitresses – a little stunner. I beckoned her over and we started to chat. She had a great personality and bigger boobs than usual. She could see I liked them and squeezed them together suggestively – little flirt. I bought her a LD and started the check list … and fell at the first hurdle!

“Are you a cherry girl”? Her answer was “yes” – bollocks! It was a few days later that one of the other girls explained I could still have barfined her and get a blow job (some do anal), the only thing that was not allowed was fucking her pussy. Well a BJ from this little honey would have been perfectly acceptable result, but I immediately backed off, not knowing all the rules of the game.

Off now to Voodoo, rated #4, situated within the (in)famous Kokomos restaurant/bar. I ran the gauntlet past the door girls at a number of places en route and had some great banter with one little cracker (destined to become playmate #5, later in the week). Voodoo is a medium sized club with a central elevated stage running ¾ the length of the bar, with the usual bar stools around it.  I don’t like that position as you’re too close to the girls to get a good look at them and also keep an eye on everything else that’s going on. I took one of the side booths, ordered a drink and scanned the room. I got into some banter with 3 girls and here’s a lovely pic of them

There were 2 bloody stunners already sitting beside punters and I wondered by how long I had missed having a chance to pitch them. Anyway I spotted a dancer I did fancy and we exchanged smiles etc – so I gestured to her and she came and sat down beside me. We chatted away as best we could, given that the music was a little loud. Anyway, to cut to the chase, she was only interested in a Short Time (ST) and wanted to be away quite early in the morning. I like a long lie-in, with muffin for breakfast, so I declined and decided to move on (again). Bloody hell, this seemed a lot harder than Cebu!

By now it was about 02:30 (very late for an old fart like me). Next on my list was Champagne (rated #9). Bear in mind ALL of the bars I have mentioned are within 200 yards of each other and barely a 100 yards from Pacific Breeze. Dead convenient.

In Champagne the atmosphere seemed much more upbeat and there were quite a few smiling attractive girls all around. I had to stand at first as all the seats were taken, but that had the advantage of allowing me to move around towards the back of the bar. I spotted a tall girl who made very direct eye contact and gave me a big cheeky grin – impossible not to smile back. She made a bee-line for me, was very confident. Her name was Vanessa, she was 26 and had been working the bars for 3 years. Experience showed, this was not a demure girl like most of the others, though was still very feminine and tactile. I felt my old man stirring, he seemed to approve

We got on really well and I immediately felt comfortable with her, she had a great sense of humour – asked me “how many girls you had today?” I said “only a couple” to which she said “oh that’s an unlucky number, you had best take me and make it 3”. I laughed and that was the decision made. I checked she was up for a late start in the morning and asked about the bar fine, she said there was no need to waste money, the bar would be closing in 20 minutes. I liked that approach.

Vanessa invited me to join her, their mamasan and 3 other girls who were going for something to eat after work. I thought this was an interesting idea, though I wasn’t hungry myself, I was happy to go along with the idea. A few mins after 3am and off we went, me and my chatty escorts. Mamasan was terrific too and we quickly became pals, walking arm in arm down Sin Alley (aka Fields Ave). It all seemed very natural really, I felt extremely comfortable exchanging banter with these girls. The bar fine would have been 1500 pesos, so I offered to buy the food for all of them – at just under 500 pesos in all – a win-win for everybody.

By the time they had finished their grub it was approaching 4am. I told Vanessa that an old man needed his sleep – it was way past my bedtime! She said “no problem, we can shower, I’ll give you a blow job then we can sleep. In the morning I’ll fuck your brains out”. Ahem – yes, I suppose that would be OK! All of this said in a friendly, open way and the other girls smiled approval of her “plan”. So refreshingly different from the western way eh?

Back to the hotel, quick shower and part 1 of “the plan” achieved in fairly quick time .. I collapsed and fell into a deep sleep in double quick time.

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