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It's been my experience that they make room for you by displacing girls. Maybe they were completely out of space that day.
I'm glad to see some posters finding better quality in Orleans. I've always found the criticism a bit harsh. I still find their prices a little high, but at least there are no exit fees or anything.
FT
[blue]Hi FT,
It's been my experience that the waiters will prompt the girls out of seats for customers in the clubs, but I've never seen them do that in Cafe Orleans or Excedra. I believe the difference is that the girls in the cafes are paying customers also, in the sense that they pay to sit there, usually by being required to order a minimum of food and/or drinks, or by simply paying the waiter.
Thanks,
Jackson[/blue]
Overeagerness on the first day back here
I was tired. I was horny. I didn't want to wait around. It was Sunday, and Sunday is the slowest day.
So, gentlemen, I goofed, and I'm here to admit it. After very little negotiation, I made a 180 peso deal with a lovely young lady named Natalya at Cafe Orleans (she started at 300, so she must have seem me as a total sucker) She is slim with a pretty face and long black hair: an Argentina girl from Mendoza.
I ignored all the warning signs:
She kept checking her cell phone constantly even after I bought her a jugo. She said she worked at Cafe Orleans for three years. She was the only pretty lady in the place, so she had no competition. Worst of all: I paid in advance (I called her back because her butt looked so damn cute as she was walking down the hallway out of my apartamento; I caved in after a moment of resolve)
The session was not a disaster: it's just not what I remember of Argentina. Her BJ technique was not great, but she paid nice attention to the little guys, with feeling. She really was quite responsive in the act, but it was as if she got turned on despite her best efforts. I have to admit there is some real pleasure in getting a woman turned on when she does not really intend to get turned on. But worst of all, she interrupted things three times to answer her damn cell phone. Also, she kept asking me "Yes?" to see if I had finished. This is not what I want and dream about. She spent a full hour, but only after whining about needing time to take a shower.
This is a lady who, though young, has learned to be hard.
OK, I can do better. Despacio, despacio. Like a river.