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Regarding Santa Fe 1707 outcall -
After going to 1707 a number of times, I began to call over there in late morning for various chicas that I knew there to come to my hotel in the afternoon. It worked well and the cost was the same as in-house, plus taxi. I do think that there is an hour requirement on outcall, though.
I do intend to speak to Sylvia about this issue with service. Hopefully the matter could be resolved better or I think they will suffer a severe loss of customers.
Stormy
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Amigos,
I did call 1707 last night, but neither Silvia or Sol were on
duty. I talked to Cecilia (chechu @ platynum) who's the
chica doing the hosting when is needed. I decided to
wait until I could talk to Silvia.
I agree the facilities are almost decent... The place is just
an option for when walking around Santa Fe. Is really
cool for me to walk around Buenos Aires and know that
available chicas are just a block away. I wish I could say
the same about the US.
DWC
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Gents,
After reading Jackson's admonitions about Sante Fe 1707, I thought it proper to apply a double blind study (well maybe not so blind....) and compare results. As I only had a short break in my otherwise hectic schedule, I just dropped in around 8 p.m. for an objective evaluation of the night's lineup because I lacked sufficient time for "in depth" study. In conclusion, I found that the madam, Silvia, definitely needs to attend charm school as she somehow lacks the warmth I've grown accustomed to in this wonderful town. HOWEVER, before leaving I met two absolutely stunning ladies that knocked my socks off and nearly caused me to cancel the rest of my night's activities. The first was Bris (not sure about spelling), a beautiful busty little weight lifter that looks like she could hurt you, and the second was Pamela, which I can only describe as tall, tan, curvy, and gorgeous. As previously recommended, I immediately wrote their names down before leaving and plan to have them delivered to my apartment in due time at which point I hope to post results in this esteemed publication. Until then my brothers of the AMA.
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Sante Fe 1707
Jackson and other amigos,
I called today and talked to Sol (Soledad). I asked for Silvia and she told that Silvia is off for a few days... Anyway, when I started to talk about the incident with Jackson, she told me that SHE was the one "hosting" that day. Well, she said that it was true they ended the session but according to what Barbara told her, Jackson was extremely rough and unconsiderate with her and he was given it to Barbara "full force" doggie style. (go Jackson go!!)
Anyway, she (Soledad) told me that Barbara told her that when she asked Jackson to stop for a moment, Jackson said that he was the one giving the orders. (who's your daddy!!) I interrupted her to asked if that was anal sex and she said it was regular, just doggie style. (I was loving it!!)
Finally, Soledad said that they (management) will talk to Barbara seriously if they received complaints from several different customers but not for a single one.
She also mentioned that Jackson's friend "the italian" (who's that?..... Luca Brasi? ha!) was very satisfied with he's session and only Jackson was "difficult".
I personally think that Barbara is probably a no-no. I remember her from the times I have seen the line up and she isn't attractive enough compare with the others. I ended the talk saying that the word on the streets is that 1017 is not as reliable anymore and she said that they want all the customers to have a good experience and that "ese senor" (Jackson) was a special case. Anyway that is the report from the phone call.
DWC
[blue]Hi DWC,
Thanks for making the call. My description of the events is entirely accurate, and specifically, at no time was I in any way "extremely rough and unconsiderate", nor was I ever "difficult". Sure, after the chica ignored my second request to take off her clothes, I told her, in a calm and polite voice, that I was "el jefe", and that I wanted her to do what I asked her, upon which she complied. Hey, what can I say, I don't like chicas giving me orders.
In additon, she didn't suggest that "we stop for a minute", she simply announced that we were going to stop, period.
As to "full force" doggie style, is there any other way? Perhaps "half force" doggie style? Or perhaps "feather duster" doggie style? This is such BS.
Anyway, this isn't about the chica, it's about how the mangement of Sante Fe responded to incident, and that's where THEY (not the chica) failed miserably.
The net result is that I will still get all the pussy I want, but if I manage to use the power of this website to convince just one guy per week not to visit 1707 Sante Fe, which is certainly a realistic number, then THEY will have 5,000 fewer pesos in their bank in the next year.
Still, the solution is so simple: All they have to do to make good on the situation is to invite me back for the 45 minute session that I already paid for but did not receive. Hell, I'll even pay the extra 20 pesos for the BBBJ. It's simple.
BTW, "the Italian" was Capt Dave, and of course he was satisfied because he didn't get ripped off. He paid for 30 minutes and he got 30 minutes, including the opportunity to finish.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
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[blue][u]This is a re-post of the report that got this subject started.[/u][/blue]
[size=3][red][b][u]Too BIG for Sante Fe[/u][/b][/red][/size]
[blue]One measure of any business is how they handle dissatisfied customers. Guillermo at Affair’s interrogation of the chica that ripped off Mickey Mouse, and Bobby at Madaho’s interceding to get Crazy Emily permanently off my case, are just a couple examples of Buenos Aires businesses making an extra effort to resolve a customer’s complaint.
And then there’s the apartment at 1707 Santa Fe.
I don’t generally care for the private apartment scene for a number of reasons, but after hearing and reading the experiences of so many Forum Members visits to the various apartments, I decided, in the name of research, that I should at least see for myself what all the interest was.
I selected what was reputed to be one of the best private apartments in the city: 1707 Santa Fe. It had received endorsements from several qualified mongers, including Andres, Capt Dave, and lately from Speculator, who seemed to have visited there every day for two weeks. Besides, the place was only six blocks from my apartment. If I was going to develop an apartment as an afternoon get-away, it seemed to meet all the requirements.
I made my first visit on a Monday afternoon in the company of Capt Dave. We arrived at the rather non-descript building on the corner on Sante Fa and Rodriguez Pena at 5pm. From all the glorifications in the write-ups, I had expected some sort of elegant Victorian townhouse, but I was instead confronted with a unimpressive concrete building with a drably painted foyer leading to a cramped 1950's style elevator. We exited the elevator into a small hallway with a single door and an adjacent intercom. As Capt Dave rang the buzzer, I observed the security camera peering down at us from the ceiling.
We were greeted by a middle aged woman who invited us into the foyer. Again, I was unimpressed with the decor, which consisted of dusty, thread-bare carpeting, dusty, thread-bare furniture, and windows covered by dusty, faded curtains. We were quickly escorted into the “Viewing Room” decorated in the same worn motif, where we had a seat and awaited our opportunity to select our chica de jour. Even the doors in this place had a worn-out look consisting of old wood that was greyed, cracked and bare from years of use, without the benefit of having received even a single new coat of varnish in years.
One by one, in quick succession, the four available chicas entered wearing bra and panties, introduced themselves with the obligatory peck on the cheek, and quickly departed, the entire sequence being completed within a minute. I selected “Barbara”, a slim, medium height chica with light brown hair. After advising the “Madam” of my choice, “Barbara” returned and led me across the hallway into a small bedroom where I was invited to wait.
As I waited, I took note of my surroundings. One reason I don’t like the apartments, or in fact any “on premise” venue, is that I always imagine the stereotypical small room furnished with a single bed, with stained sheets on a mattress that it was bent in the middle from overuse, illuminated by a single bare bulb dangling from the ceiling. Thus I was pleased to note that instead I was comfortably ensconced in a small room furnished with a single bed, with stained sheets on a mattress that it was bent in the middle from overuse, illuminated by a single bare bulb [i]on a lamp next to the bed[/i]. Whew! That was close.
Barbara returned a minute later to advise me of the pricing structure: $60 pesos for 30 minutes, $80 pesos for 45 minutes, plus an additional $20 pesos for a BBBJ, which I had expected to pay directly to the chica as an extra inducement, but which had now been apparently incorporated into the official pricing structure. I opted for the 45 minutes with the BBBJ, and handed her a $100 peso note. She asked me if I wanted anything to drink, and I asked for a coke with ice.
She returned in 5 minutes with a dirty glass filled with a warm, flat, dark liquid that she insisted was coke. Miraculously, just one sip was sufficient to satisfy my thirst. She closed the door as I sat on the bed and noted the time on my watch, which I had placed on the table for the specific purpose of determining if 45 minutes actually meant 45 minutes.
Barbara next offered me a stained white towel the size of a postage stamp, and asked if I wanted to take a shower, which I declined having just showered a couple of hours ago. Besides, I could just imagine the condition of the bathroom. She then produced a condom, whereupon I advised her that we would be using mine as I pulled one of my own brand out of my pocket.
Finally, we were ready to begin. I first asked Barbara to take off her clothes, a request which she promptly ignored, instead instructing me to lay back on the bed. She then crawled onto the bed, popped off her bra, and ordered me to play with her breasts. I again told her take of all of her clothes because I wanted to see her naked, and she instead grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast. Okay, it was time to establish who’s in charge here, and I politely told her to stop being so bossy and instead just do what I told her to do, whereupon she got the point, stood up, and removed her panties.
The BBBJ was average, although she tried to stop after the first minute, then again after the second minute, and then after about five minutes she sat up and indicated by rotating her jaw that her mouth was tired and that she could no longer continue. Okay, I handed her the condom, and after she put it on we proceeded to do it with her on top as I instructed. This lasted for about 5 minutes, although she twice tried to hop off and change positions. In addition, she was bombarding me with a series of vocal encouragements to finish, until I politely told her to cool off and that I would finish when I was ready, thank you.
We switched to doggie style, during which she continued to pull away each time I gave her a good forward thrust. After about three minutes she pulled away completely, complaining that my dick was too big and it was hurting her. Now, for the record, I fit comfortably in my favorite brand of Trojan Magnums, but I’m not about to put anybody in the porn industry out of a job. Anyway, I decided at this point that this entire scene really wasn’t my style, and thus I’d just finish quickly and chalk up the whole thing to experience, so I told her to assume the standard position for my final run. After about three minutes, she scurried out from underneath of me, proclaiming once again that I was too big, that we couldn’t continue, and that she wanted to finish me with a hand job.
“A hand job! What, are you fucking kidding me?” I was thinking. Anyway, what I told her was that “I didn’t come here to pay $100 pesos for a hand job”, but that she could finish me with a BBBJ. “Are you crazy” were her exact words, in English. We went back and forth for another minute, and she was insistent that I could not fuck her any more. I just shook my head, and we both realized that neither one of us was going to budge, so the session was over by mutual declaration. Okay, fine. She left the room and I got dressed. The time: 22 minutes.
I walked out of the room, across the hall and into the foyer where Capt Dave and the Madam were talking. “How was everything” she asked, and I told her “Terrible, the chica stopped before I could finish because she said I was too big, so I’d like to have my money back.” The look on her face was priceless, and I had to repeat myself twice, afterwhich the chica entered the room and essentially corroborated my remarks, acknowledging to the Madam that she stopped the session for the afore mention reason. Everybody was calm, nobody was angry, and everyone agreed to the facts, so I again asked for my money back. The Madam asked me to wait as she slipped behind a screen and through a door, apparently to consult with el Jefe.
She returned and advised me that I had received 20 minutes of sex, including the BBBJ, and that their shortest session was 30 minutes for $60 pesos, plus the $20 pesos for the BBBJ, which was a total of $80 pesos. I had paid $100 pesos, and thus she was going to give me a $20 peso refund. “No, No, No” I said, “The session was ended by the chica before I could finish” and that I wanted a full refund. We went back and forth, she telling me that I got 20 minutes of sex, and me reminding her that the “Final Minute” I didn’t receive was really the most important part. She told me that they didn’t give refunds, and I offered to accept a credit to return another day for another 45 minute session with another chica. Finally, I told her that I wasn’t a tourist, that I live here in BA, and that if they didn’t do the right thing here I would tell all my friends and they would certainly lose business. This part just went right over her head. She eventually left to consult with her associate again, only to return and simply say “no”. That was it, the end of my options, and we left.
The Final Analysis:
Well for one thing, using the services of an apartment requires that you pay first, which is a violation of one of my four basic tenets of good mongering, and this situation demonstrates why: Once they have the money, you have no control, your only option being to quietly withdraw your patronage, which is exactly what I’m going to ask every member of this Forum to do.
Here’s what I would ask of this Forum’s Membership:
[b][u]First[/u][/b], just don’t visit 1707 Sante Fe. They’ll never know the difference, but if one less Forum Member visits per week, that’s $5,000 pesos they won’t bank in the next year.
[b][u]Second[/u][/b], if you are compelled to visit, please make a point of telling the Madam that you don’t want “Barbara” because you heard from a website about the time she stopped a session because the customer was “too big”, and you’re concerned that you’ll have the same problem.
[b][u]Third[/u][/b], and again, only if you are compelled to visit, please make a point of asking the Madam what happens if the chica ends the session before you can finish because you are “too big”, and if so, will you get a refund. In other words, make them explain their policy while simultaneously making them aware that you heard about what happened to the other norteamericano.
The bottom line is this: These people need to learn what many of the club owners have already discovered: If one American has a problem in their establishment, the next day every American knows about it.
Information is power, and that’s what this website is all about.
As for me, I guess I’ll just have to live with the fact that I’m just too big for some girls.
Yea, right.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
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Thread: 1707 Santa Fe
El Jefe,
Please forgive my contrarian viewpoint, but I must say the dreaded blue line report is a bit over the top.
I´ve been there for 5 visits and always had a GFE, and always on top of the blanket so I´ve never seen the seen the alleged stains on the sheets. Yes, the place is a bit shabby, reminds me of Tiajuana, Mexico, but I like that kind of sleaze from time to time.
After all, it is not Monte Carlo.
Thanks to your first blue line report, I use the callout service which works super efficient. The pop is 100 pesos for an hour on my clean sheets plus a Taxi fare of 10 pesos.
Sorry you got a nasty lady, and I can understand you rage.
Barbara, whom I´ve yet to encounter, will not get my action in deference to to you, but the other gals are great.
With all your wonderful experiences in Beautiful BA, maybe the Gods threw you a bad one just to make you appreciate all the great ones forth coming.
Keep on truckin´
Jackpot
[blue]Hi Jackpot,
My issue is not with "Barbara". My issue is with the management of 1707 Sante Fe, who upon learning from the chica herself that she stopped my session of her own accord, still refused to return my money or give me a credit for a return visit.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
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Here is 2 cents worth from a lurker if you vets are interested. Even if Jackson were partly to blame for being too rough, they should have given him a refund. That argument s irrelevant in my book. Whatever happened and for whatever reason everyone agrees he didn't get what he paid for in the end. Yes he got something of limited value, but they should have realized keeping the money could cost more than the 80 pesos, whether they were right or not. If it wasn't his fault and it was Barbara's, he should of gotten a free shot at a different girl. But if they believed it was his fault, they should have simply given him a refund and invited him not to come back (which evidentally he won't anyway). They shouldn't want a customer that gets rough with the girls to come around anyway. Taking the high road would have gotten rid of a bad apple, if that were the case, or would have turned a disatisfied customer into one who would return time and again, if it weren't. And it would have been the difference between mongers being wary of bringing their business to ones that feel even safer going there knowing it is run professionally. What is it they say, a satisfied customer tells a few friends but a disatisfied one tells everyone he knows.
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This thread is entitled "Buenos Aires - Apartments: 1701 Sante Fe" yet the true address is 1707.
This might be a little confusing to the not so serious monger.
Either we should rename the thread or ask Sylvia to move her business a couple of doors over.
DfB
[blue]Hi DBF,
So noted, and revised accordingly.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
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"Jackson & 1707"
Having been involved in the service business over the years, I would like to add my two sense about Jackson's experience. I have been to 1707 once and I can see why it has become a favorite for many including a couple good friends.
When dealing with the public (drunk or sober), you regularly have situations where you field complaints and/or suggestions from your costumers. Some of these will have merit while others can be baseless. It is up to the proprietor to deal with "All" of these situations, no matter what their personal beliefs or feelings may be in a fair and prompt manner. Jackson was obviously disappointed with the way things were handled and with good reason, an honest effort was not made to rectify the situation. Not even a credit for another day, now that does not make sense!
The management decided not to try and rectify the problem which would have been easy IMHO, instead they kept (most of) his money and said GoodBye. My solution would have been to get Jackson's #2 choice in there immediately for a BBBJTC that would have knocked his socks off! Come on, they couldn't have done that?
Personally, I prefer the confines of my own room when mongering because when a bad experience happens it is easier to right it or just kick them out (which has happened to me more than once). I have posted my mistakes before so we can all learn from them and that is why we are here: to share and learn. When I had my incident with some ladies from Affaire, management was notified and they made the effort to find the truth and deal with the problem. My goal was to inform so as to avoid a repeat in the future. Mission accomplished!
Two things I know about Jackson: 1. He is always deliberate in his negotiations when it comes to money and 2. BBBJ's are always part of the deal!
The fact that Jackson owns this site has no bearing (and should have no affect) on this situation and it's outcome. The fact that a fellow monger had a bad experience and is sharing it with the rest of us so we may all be better informed is what is important here. Share and inform so we may all have better and safer time while out there in that "Monger Jungle", that's what this is all about.
The Bottom Line was: When he pulled out Mr Johnson, she got scared and ran, then 1707 didn't have anyone else who could take care of that Python!
Just one Mouse's humble opinion,
MM
If 1707's regulars just mention the incident when they visit, I bet the solution will be different the next time.
[blue]Hi MM,
I appreciate your observations, and I'd like to reinforce a couple of points.
First, the whole incident illustrates that the management at 1707 Sante Fe doesn't give a damn wether you are a satisfied customer. I personally don't comprehend why anyone would patonize any business establishment that has demonstrated such a callous attitude toward's their customers, but that's me.
Second, given that the management of 1707 Sante Fe isn't going to modify their response to my incident, and...
Given that guys aren't going to stop patonizing the place because they can get laid there (and we all know how difficult that is to acomplish in this city), and...
Given that it's still a good idea to for them to understand that we are collectively watching how they treat their customers, then...
I think it's in everyone's interest that "1707's regulars just mention the incident when they visit" as suggested by MM.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
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A billionare got jailed because of 50K. I think people at top of their games should take it easier a bit, be flexible on principle and pesos, let the other guys worry about it.
No so seriously, I think this thread is a negative adorsement. Mere mortals won't possiblity encounter Jackson's BIG problems, and continue to visit this top rated apartment sort of acknowledged by Jackson. I'm sure a lot of the less endowed will try to sneak into Babara and see for himself how he compare with the king.
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Jackson has always complained to me about having pain in his knees. Well, now I know that's what happens when you-know-what smacks into the knee while walking down the street. Maybe he should dump the boxers and switch to briefs to keep that trouser snake bundled up.
-Uncle Otto
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I agree wholeheartedly with TallnHandsome's assessment.
I love this site and respect and admire the work that Jackson does to support it. This thread however, was initiated by one questionably bad experience and carrying on like this, to me, seems to be almost an abuse of power.
Fucking girl's after meeting them for 5 seconds doesn't always guarantee that you and she (and management) are all on the same page. Shit happens. The one bad experience that Jackson had wrt Barbara should not unjustly penalize 1707 and must be weighed against the scores of good experiences that others have reported on this forum.
Let's move on.
In the words of one senior member - "enjoy the life."
DfB
[blue]Okay, let's bring this back into perspective:
For the 10th time, my complaint is not with Barbara or any of the chicas that work at 1707 Sante Fe.
My complaint is with the MANAGEMENT of 1707 Sante Fe, who refused to refund my money or give me a "merchandise credit" in spite of the fact that, through no fault of my own, I did not received the services for which I had paid.
The significance of this thread is that it documents a rare opportunity to test the integrity of the MANAGEMENT of Sante Fe, a test that they failed miserably. Their response demonstrated that their concern for customer satisfaction is feigned, that they do not have a "customer service" mentality, and that in fact they demostrated that their policy is that once they have your money, the part of the deal where they have to deliver the services is unimportant.
In other words, "buyer beware".
Thanks,
Jackson
BTW: With all due respect, I have to disagree with your characterization of the events as a "questionably bad experience". I think the facts reasonably demonstrate that it was an "unquestionably" a bad experience.[/blue]
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Guys:
I'm surprised that, in the quest for the perfect apartment, nobody but myself reported about the Templo de Marrion.
This place, located at Maipu 429 5º "5", offers an acceptable variety of girls. I would say that most girls look Paraguayan or Northern Argentinian compared to those at SF1707, but the premises are slightly better (private bathroom in every suite and one apartment per chica instead of one room, since they own the apartments of the whole floor) and the service is as good as SF1707 or better.
As fs as I remember, prices were ar$50 30 minutes and ar$100 the hour. Phone numbers can be found at Platynum (those ending in 1895 and 4568).
Hope this helps,
Andres
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Jackson -
I've re-read your post. Sorry for my mischaracterization of your experience. While perhaps you may feel that you deserved a credit, it is not totally unreasonable for an objective viewer to think otherwise and thus not to boycott the establishment on account of it.
Sex with different ladies every day is an inherently risky business. Sometimes you get more than you expect, sometimes less. If you want consistency, stick with a girlfriend.
Although you didn't climax, she did provide some periond of bbbj and protected sex. Apparently you were a bit rougher and larger than she is used to and thus she was unable/unwilling for you to cum as you wished. Perhaps if you were a little gentler you could have completed the act.
While it would have been great if they credited you for the full amount, the fact that management didn't is not totally unreasonable.
If you go to a restaurant and are not crazy about the food, some restauranteurs will offer you a free meal, others will not. While it is entirely reasonable for you to choose not to return to the restaurant because they didn't offer you a free/different meal, you can't expect your friends who have eaten there and did enjoy the food not to return there as well.
I just feel that this thread is going a bit too far on this matter.
I welcome your thoughts.
DfB
[blue]Hi DFB,
Thanks for your comments, but your analogy falls short in one important aspect.
If I go to a restaurant, am presented with a menu, order a meal, and in this case, prepay for said meal, and then as I am in the midst of eating said meal the chef comes to the table and promptly removes the plate because he has decided that he does not want me to finish the meal, then I or anyone else would reasonably expect THE MANAGEMENT of the restaurant to refund the money I had paid for the meal, or at the minimum give me a credit voucher for another meal on another day.
In this circumstance, I don't believe any rational person would agree with a decision by the MANAGEMENT that since I had actually eaten part of the meal, I was not entitled to a refund.
Talking about how nice the chef has been to other diners, or how nice the other chefs are or have been in the past, is irrelevant.
The fact is that these people ripped me off.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
Jackson,
I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree on this one. No hard feelings.
DfB
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"I deserve what I got"
I would like to publicly appologize to El Jefe for not listening to his wisedom. I commited two sins this afternoon. One, I went to Sante Fe 1707. Two, I picked Barbara. Net result. Put my name in Jackson's story and you have mine. No I don't even fantasize about measuring up to Jackson and all I wanted was a BBBJ. So I thought I was good. I repeated this twice before I paid and twice after. Barbara said si all four times. 5 minutes into it she proclaims I'm to big for her to go on. She says it hurts her mouth. It wasn't much of a BBBJ to begin with. She stuck her tongue on my shaft and used her hand for the most part. I take this in stride and settle for a hand job. 2 minutes into that she asks why can't I finish. Well it's because she's horrible at it. So I try to take things in hand. A couple of minutes after that, she asks what my problem is. I've had it. I say NO MAS!! EL JEFE!!! EL JEFE!!! She gives me back the 20 I paid for the BBBJ to buy me off. I'm not detered. I talk to Sylvia the madam. I tell her my tale, Barbara backs me up. She sushes me into a room and says it's not her fault. What happens is up to the girl. I tell her I will never come back. She says that I will never come back to see Barbara? I say no, I will never come back period. She calls me back into the room again. Some old spiel, same statements from me.
I'm not angry that she had to stop the BBBJ if she was uncomfortable. I wouldn't want her to continue. But if she had said something the two times I asked before I paid, I would have just picked someone else. What really got me pissed off was all her comments. Asking me what my problem is because I can't cream my pants like a teenager is not really the way to get me motivated. Especially since at that point all she was doing was lying there.
Also, I take it that many of her clients are tourists. She speaks english far better than most chicas. In fact, when I started saying I'm sorry I don't speak much spanish in Spanish. She finished saying it for me after lo siento.
Don't be a fool like myself. Jackson's experience is worth it's weight in gold.