Wally Foot in BA from July 9 to July 29

[QUOTE=Wally Foot]I called into this place last Monday afternoon, largely to find out if I could get any news of Anita, a long-time favorita with a huge chest, or Claudia who was very good to me last year. It appears, and my Spanish is so limited that I might be wrong, that Anita is in Chile, and Claudia has found herself a (lucky) man.

Anyway, the madam seemed very friendly (clearly not the fat one mentioned on the Maipu 429 thread) and indeed doable, and she said the rate was AR$150 for convencional which may of course be the gringo rate. She showed me into the same room as last year, still a little tatty but acceptable, with the same large mirror and the same vicious looking vibrator on the table.

She showed me a line-up of four, all of whom were very presentable, and a little against my better judgement I chose Lisa, simply because her big chest reminded me of Anita's. The others were slimmer and a lot more friendly, so I suppose I knew I had got it wrong from the start.

Lisa was very mechanical, and went straight for the condom, and when I objected she did attempt to do a bit of tit massage with her admittedly impressive chest, but her heart wasn't really in it, and eventually I brought the show to a close because I was bored. There was no attempt to spin out the hour - she got some paper towels for me and then went to the bathroom herself, and came back in and dressed. In a situation like this there's not a lot one can do but leave, so I did.

I think I will go back there, in order to check on the others who certainly gave off a better vibe. The apartment is fine, if a little dowdy, and I certainly had a good time there on a few occasions last year. I struck out with Lisa, but you can't win 'em all.

Lisa did, at least, let me take a picture of the aforementioned chest, so here they are:[/QUOTE]Hello, Wally Foot.

The last week, called to the cellular telephone number of Anita, and took care of she. She said that is working independently, more or less with the same schedules, and that this not publishing, so for this week I'll coordinate an encounter with her. She's cell. Nº, if you wish to write down it, is 1557509040

Greetings

[QUOTE=Joram40]Hello, Wally Foot.

The last week, called to the cellular telephone number of Anita, and took care of she. She said that is working independently, more or less with the same schedules, and that this not publishing, so for this week I'll coordinate an encounter with her. She's cell. Nº, if you wish to write down it, is 1557509040

Greetings[/QUOTE]Thank you, Joram40.

I'll follow this up.

WF

Anita is in fact in full-time residence in Esmeralda 629 9A / B as Sportsman advised on another occasion. I had left a few messages on the number noted and she called me back and invited me round. So, purely in the interests of accurate research for this site, I called around yesterday, and there she was as large as life, or indeed larger. She and two others, Taty and Roma, work there and as has been described on the relevant Esmeralda 629 thread, the two apartments are interlinked - the girls seem to live in one section, and the bedrooms are used for entertaining. Anita professed herself delighted to see me, and insisted on introducing Taty and Romy, which is how I saw the living room. They are both very tasty, and Tatiana asked to be remembered to you, Sportsman. I can see why you fancied her.

Anita looked after my needs in a well-appointed and very clean bedroom. The bed was a bit soft, and it sagged considerably under our combined weights, but Anita has lost none of her oral skills, and once in a while it's nice to get enveloped in that massive chest.

I told her that her former colleagues in Maipu 429 said that she was not working any more, and that one girl told me she was selling bolsillas. I couldn't quite make out what she said in reply (her English is absolutely non-existant) but apparently she had got a job selling botas and bolsas for a while, but it clearly didn't pay because she's back selling her other purse again.

I hadn't mentioned money at all, and after probably an hour and a half of slow fun, I simply gave her a couple of notes which she didn't even look at. In fact it was AR$200 (I had nothing smaller) so I cannot really tell the standard hourly rate.

Anita reminded me that I had taken a few photos in Maipu 429 of herself and her friend Claudia a couple of years ago, and she then proceeded to phone Claudia and fix up an appointment for me (this afternoon) which was very generous of her. She even mentioned Manu, who worked with her in Diagonal Norte three or four years ago and who had shared Anita with me in a threesome on my last night in Buenos Aires that trip. How on earth do they remember such details after so long? She asked me if I wanted a repeat but frankly I'm not fit - I'm saving myself!

Claudia duly arrived bang on time at my apartment this afternoon and I had a great session, so good that I have arranged another session in a couple of days. She stayed way over the allotted hour, and again never actually mentioned an amount, and was very happy when I gave her AR$200. She does not work in a privado any more - she said something about working and training in a hospital, but she sometimes does visits to domicilios, when Anita phones her, I think. She's about twenty-five, dark, quite well built and very accommodating.

Incidentally I made another call to Maipu 429 a couple of days ago, and the same four girls as on my first visit were available. I passed on Lisa and chose Monica, a little Guarani with a smiling face. The rate was AR$150, and she was much more friendly and enthusiastic than Lisa, and did a very good job. I can certainly recommend her, though I don't think I'll go back to Maipu 429 myself.

After a very good steak in a parilla last night with some AP veterans (thanks again for your excellent company, chaps) we strolled to Hook where there was nothing very exciting, then I crossed the road to Ness to see if I could find a little blond Dominicana (an oxymoron, I know) whom I met a year ago. She was there and was very pleased to see me and to be remembered.

And this brings me to a question I posed earlier: how do these girls remember names, faces and details considering the number of men they must meet every year? Carolina could remember that I had given her a small pocket English-Spanish dictionary that I couldn't be bothered bringing home, that my flat was in Esmeralda last year, and that when we were walking home I had given a few pesos to a hungry-looking old woman sleeping in a doorway. I didn't remember those things, so how could she?

I was too drained from Claudia earlier in the day, and too full of bife de lomo, even to contemplate any action last night, but I arranged for her to come round this afternoon, which she duly did, in good time and we had a couple of hours of leisurely fun. Her English is quite good, and I don't want to sound as if I'm going soft in my old age, but like a lot of these girls, I think she has a very sad life, away from her kid. She said she's very fond of Americans and Europeans who treat her very well, and I suppose pay her well, but she is not so keen on Argentine men. But that's a debate for another time.

Anyway, she looked after my needs very well, and who knows, I might pop into Ness again before I leave. The problem, of course, is that I might spot someone I fancy more, so how do I avoid disappointing Carolina? Oh the dilemmas of a monger - it's a hard life!

Wally, I have experienced the same phenomenon. My thought on the subject is they remember the clients they considered "very good", really no different from you and me remembering the truly stellar performers.

Last night after dinner made my "usual" round through Black to view the selection and say hello to Valeria the tall blond bartender who takes care of me there. Wandered down to Madahos and damn if there weren't 5 of the chicas I have known working there that night (one from over 3 years ago who still comes up for a kiss and a chat every time I come in even though I have not pulled her in a couple of years) They all remembered my name and were very pleasant but all demanded some time to chat never asking for a drink. Since I am functioning on only a couple of neurons due to my advanced age, I could not remember a single name (remembered the faces and curves) but they remembered me!

I just had an experience that corroborates WF & DG's bemusement about this, halfway around the globe. In Bangkok, I went into an in-call joint that I usually hit once on every visit there (which happens only every few years or so) I picked a girl out of a lineup, and early into the session, she said she'd been working in that establishment for over 10 years, but that she remembered me from a session 5 years ago. It took a while, but I came to believe that yes, I had selected her before. But she remembered me WELL, with lots of details about my travels, the changes in my appearance since then, etc.

Given how many more of guys like ME that she would have met over the course of her long career there than the number of girls like HER that I get to meet in my under-sexed lifetime, it's really astounding that her memory would be so much sharper than mine.

BTG

I think this is a common experience for most of us.

As someone once said to me "There's a lot more diference than just the Plumming between Men & Women"

Some how Women never forget whom they Fuck, but Men always do.

Exon

[QUOTE=Wally Foot]: how do these girls remember names, faces and details considering the number of men they must meet every year? Carolina could remember that I had given her a small pocket English-Spanish dictionary that I couldn't be bothered bringing home, that my flat was in Esmeralda last year, and that when we were walking home I had given a few pesos to a hungry-looking old woman sleeping in a doorway. I didn't remember those things, so how could she?

And I don't want to sound as if I'm going soft in my old age, but like a lot of these girls, I think she has a very sad life, away from her kid. She said she's very fond of Americans and Europeans who treat her very well, and I suppose pay her well, but she is not so keen on Argentine men. But that's a debate for another time.[/QUOTE]As some of you guys have said: They tend to remember us (It happens to me too from time to time) because of our nice behavior -As Wallyfoot just expressed- women remember men who treat them nicely, specially the ones who live in countries with men who behave like selfish bastards, if you also treat other people with genuine respect, like when you give a beggar some money, secretly they admire that part of your personality, they feel respect for you, sometimes they even have fantasies about having you as their boyfriend or full time lover, happens from time to time.

But well, back to the real world, it might be as simple as an old saying from where I come: "Treat the hoes like princesses and the princesses like hoes".

Whiskas