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DAY 13 in Angeles: Evening poon with Cindy @ Nifty's My last night in sex lover's paradise...but I think I've had my fill today. So rather than bar hopping, I decide to go for a meditative stroll and soak up the summer night atmosphere. Around 10pm I walk past the Xenum bars. I've often...

DAY 13 in Angeles: Duo with sisters Cherise and Racel @ Prince of Wales First thing Cherise says when get to my hotel is, "Sorry, forgot bring cigarettes. You like girl smoking." Not a problem: I tell the sisters I'll rush to the store 2 min away to buy smokes while they can shower. I say I'd...

DAY 13 in Angeles: Hoping to make the most of my last day After lunch at Bretto's on Perimeter, I walk over to Fields. Near the corner with Raymond, I give a cute girl a friendly smile. Turns out, she's a freelancer, and my smile is all it takes for her to run after me. I momentarily consider...

DAY 12 nighttime to DAY 13: Lynn @ Jolly Frog--hot romp and strange ending The girl that blocks me from leaving Jolly Frog is the punky type: unusual colored hair; prominent tattoos; overt sexual aggressiveness. Not super beautiful--traces of hard living in her face--but still pretty in a...

DAY 12 evening: Falling for a bargirl's game Around 7pm I get another relaxing Thai massage from small but strong Lolita. I'm planning a bar-hop next. I start with a fairly new bar named Mischief, which long-time Angeles resident Jim Dale just reviewed on his Harry-the-Horse website. And he's...

DAY 12 in Angeles: Poon with Cherise @ Prince of Wales Interesting: two of the 4 Raymond blow-row bars are closed, but the other two--Prince of Wales and Love Knob--are going strong, with over a dozen mostly attractive girls milling about. Suddenly I see a familiar face: Cherise, with whom I...

DAY II evening/DAY 12 morning: Final vacation days in Angeles Went for yet another Thai massage last night. My therapist was Gloria from Cebu, 4 kids, an eminently doable MILF. When their other customer was finished, and Gloria and I were the only ones left in a massage area with curtained-off...

Brilliantly stated "confessions of a mature hottie," along with perceptive Board members' contributions. Love this thread so much that I'll print it out and carry it in my dance bag when I go off social dancing. I'm still in search of that elusive BJ in the car from a dance partner I've just...

DAY 11 in Angeles: Afternooner with orgasmic Monique @ Jolly Frog I'm about to exit the Jolly Frog for greener pastures, when I spot Marilyn's best friend Monique. Marilyn introduced us last week, but I passed on Monique because she didn't seem friendly and talkative enough. But my, my--does...

DAY 11, Subic to Angeles: Selecting the right girl Start my last morning in Subic with a nice Filipino breakfast at the Blue Rock: dried fish and garlic rice, with buko juice from a young coconut. Checking out of my hotel, I've one last chat with Viking's manager Jimmy. We discuss Barrio...

What's the meaning of Mac's poem? Interpreting the poem "The Winds of Change" Since none of my poetry-crazed fellow pooners commented on Mac's moving lament, let me give my humble perspective on its meaning. Just like Shakespeare's sonnets, the message of Mac's poem can be interpreted at a...

My heart goes out to you, mimi. Honestly. What about the good old neighborhood pub? You're a beauty, mimi--inside and out. I'd be glad to be of service.:)

DAY 10 midnight: Missing out--but hanging in Ah well, there's always a first time... After enjoying Thai food at the Blue Rock, I go bar-hopping along the strip in Barrio Barretto. Enter half a dozen bars, among them The Office, Alaska and Lava Lounge. At The Office, a badly drunk or drugged...

:rolleyes:DAY 10 continued: A hot prospect & an eye-opening comversation Booked a 2nd night at the Viking Resort--feel like staying for a month. Alas responsibilities, too costly to ignore, call me back to Canada. So I go to the plush Wild Orchid Resort that serves as the Southern Cross...

DAY 9 to 10: Filipina GFE--overnighter with Cynthia @ The Basement bar After my massage I'm pulled, by an inner compulsion, to enter The Basement bar in the Emu Hotel. I part the entrance curtain...and there, in her bikini-clad glory, stands Cynthia in the midst of 8 dancers. Last night she...

DAY 9 in Subic continued: Joys & frustrations on Voodoo floating bar Before heading over to Voodoo, I freshen up in my room and grab a bite at the Viking restaurant. Order the house speciality that manager Jimmy recommends: goulash soup. "With garlic bread?" he asks. "Better not," I say...

DAY 9 on Subic Bay: Finding new digs, savoring Shagger's Rest One thing energizer bunny Kathy did for me: the tiring calisthenics with her make me sleep soundly. I wake up determined to change hotels. The Emu hotel I'm in, while well-located and inexpensive, is on the run-down side.*My room...

Hey Cock Throppled, You make some hard-hitting criticisms, and it's often critics like you that help me mend my ways. The way you see it, traveling hobbists lavish cash on Filipinas that contributes to "emasculating Filipino men" while further entrenching "corruption and gangsters and limiting...

DAY 8-9: Midnight romp with Kathy @ The Basement As I enter The Basement almost on the stroke of midnight, Cynthia is nowhere to be found. I ask youthful mamasan Rose about her, and she says, "Oh, it's her day off." "Can't be," I say. "I talked to Cynthia earlier*tonight, before I went...

Hey Ms Sarah, Thanks for your earlier response to brother cock throppled's insinuations. I also appreciate your perceptive question. Yes, the opportunity to post this report as my trip unfolds--in the heat of the battle, so to speak--has affected the quality of my experience in at least 3...