From what I have read, Mayorista used to be a real hot spot for street action. The story goes that somebody or a group of somebodies decided to ‘clean up’ the area a few years ago, but it still has its share of street chicas and short time hotels.
It’s just a few metro stops (plus a short taxi ride or 15 minute walk) from where I live, and I decided to spend a free afternoon there. I had been there maybe two or 3 times in the past few months, and I knew one of the working girls to talk to, named Ana. She is quite a looker, with a very pretty face and slim figure, with an ironing board abdomen. She working her way through studying to be a psychologist, if she’s telling me the truth. Truth or not doesn’t matter much. Although I thought she was overpriced for the area, she wasn’t overpriced for how she looked. I splurged (a little) and we spent a half hour in one of the love hotels, doing what you’d expect.
I wasn’t dissatisfied with her performance, but to tell the truth, I wasn’t thrilled either. Her enthusiasm was definitely NOT off the charts. Just enough to be okay. So after that, I went out to sit at one of the tables in front of the bar next door to the hotel, and was approached by another chica. This one, whose name was Vanessa, was fairly attractive, but not in Ana’s league. Still, she was upbeat and had a nice personality. She propositioned me, naturally, but I told her I had just finished with another chica. She asked me how it was and I told her that Ana was very attractive, but just mediocre in the bed, a little cold and indifferent. Vanessa told me SHE was never indifferent. She was very passionate. Oh really? So just for the F of it, I said, well then, kiss me. She leaned over and I expected a perfunctory smack on the lips. What I got was full tongue. I know some guys won’t kiss a working girl and that’s fine. Personally, I love it assuming her breath is tolerable. At any rate, I decided to make a date with her. She agreed to come to my place for an hour at a reasonable price. What happened on that date was well above my average experience. If there’s a moral to this story, it’s simply that beauty is definitely not everything.