A Ten Year Old Dream Comes True
I know this is long- very long, but bear with me I had to tell someone!
I remember when I was in ROTC in college, the Commandant (a Sergeant Major) used to tell me stories about Germany- Germany this and Germany that… Germany was so great that he married a German woman! Germany was sooooo great because German women LOVE black men! After hearing his stories about the night life – including the red light district – I was intent on visiting. I am proud to say that a 10 year old dream has finally come to fruition.
Suffice it to say that I am military. I endured years of crappy assignments (Columbus, GA; Fayetteville, NC; San Antonio, TX; Colorado Springs, CO), I am finally in the honey-pot of the world (OK, San Antonio and Colorado weren’t that bad, but they were my shortest assignments and I barely had time to enjoy the cities). I arrived a week ago and finally managed to rent a BMW and drive around. I found the perfect apartment in a very rural village. When I say village, I mean VILLAGE. It’s the kind of village you see on TV or in movies, with a single 2-lane road winding through the town. At one point, it narrows so much that only one car can pass at a given time. The side-walks are cobble-stone and don’t provide much of a buffer between the road and the businesses… I was fortunate to find this place. The balcony (about 100 feet long!) overlooks a valley and sits above olde vineyards! Sweet!
After finding such a place, I decided to go out to Frankfurt and celebrate. I have had dreams of the “red light district” (RLD). In my dreams, it spanned for 4 or 5 blocks; and there were buildings on either side w/ red neon lights. The buildings were similar to US buildings, that is, the length of the buildings were parallel to the street. You could walk the hallways, looking into each room where “mujeres de la noche” stood waiting, trying to bait you in- that was my dream.
I drove through the RLD last night, but I was too embarrassed to park and get out. Tonight, I parked in the first empty space and started walking. I passed all of the “Eros Centers”. I walked a circuitous 6 blocks before I heard a familiar voice. Actually, its familiarity was that it was an American calling me across the street. I glanced over and saw a black guy beckoning me. I went and he promised to tell me the secrets of the RLD if I went in and got ONE beer. I obliged. After all, I had been walking for 15-20 minutes and this was the first person to solicit me. When I got in, there was a 40ish NOT cute chick who started throwing herself at me. We went to the bar and I ordered a beer- 5 Euros! She asked if I would buy her a drink & I said “sure”. By this time I realized that it probably cost double what my drink cost. I jokingly said just that. The bartender replied that her drink was 18 Euro- by the way, 1 Euro = $1.30, so her drink was costing me about $24. I had the money- and she had already poured the drink- so I just went along with it. Three minutes later, the old lady was begging me to buy her another drink. I asked how much this one would cost and she said 36 Euro. I said no. Then the bartender came over and tried to persuade me. She didn’t phase me… I left as soon as I finished the beer. It reminded me of this Korean Bar I visiting in Fayetteville (on Bragg Blvd, just North of Johnson St).
Anyhow, the guy outside did as he promised. He told me what I needed to know. And this little bit of knowledge also gave me a bit of courage. I visited 6 “Eros Centers”. Just so you know, they are not the grandious buildings that I imagined. They are 4-6 stories high, no elevators, and each floor only has 3-6 rooms on it. About 80% of the doors were closed, and you actually had to walk in front of each door that was open to see the girl inside… Suffice it to say, after 3 Eros Centers, my drunk fat ass was panting and sweating- but I cowboyed-up and marched on. After the 5th, I decided to walk down the block to cool off. It was only about 60 degrees F tonight. I happened onto another center and walked inside… BTW, I was still sweating.
On the first floor, there was this lovely latin mommy. I paused outside of her room to try to cool down- and hoping that she would invite me in. She did. At the door, so said 25 Euros. I asked what do I get. She said “everything”. After peeing in her sink (there are no bathrooms), I got naked and did the damn thing. Even w/ a condom, I could feel everything. I held back and, naturally, lost the initiative. By that time, about 10 minutes had passed and she was going to HJ me to completion. I wanted FS again, but she noted that I was taking too long. I offered another .20E and she obliged. The whole time, I was sweating like a pig, and at every break, she’d grab a paper towel and pat me dry. Not quite a GFE, but she was sooo friggin’ hot, that it really didn’t matter. Maria said that she is from Colombia. She spoke Spanish quite well; horrible German (as if I would know) and even worse English. Who’da’thunk that that I would travel 10,000 miles from my home in LA to Germany and use the little bit of Spanish I know to get some a$$?
Anyhow, for those who have never been to an Eros Center, don’t be shy. Walk in as if you own the place- just know that you may walk up 5 flights of stairs in each bordello. And typically, the best girls are closer to the bottom floor- meaning, the girls at the top floors cost less. My guide to Eros also told me not to spend more than 25-30 Euros. Anything above that and the girl is taking advantage of you because she thinks Americans are wealthy… I spent 45E doing the do, but that was only because I was enjoying myself so much.
I will go back, and with any luck, see Maria again. If you have actually read this whole thing and have any questions, PM me.
I will be posting this message on every board that I have ever posted on… NOT spam, I just want my buddies to know what I’ve been up to…
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The Greatest Place On Earth
To coin a phrase, this has got to be the greatest place on Earth... [for those of you who are about to respond that I am a traitor to the US, take a chill-pill. I am simply noting the similarities of Germany to a monger like me and Disneyland to a child. America is the greatest. America is wonderful. After all, you mongers do pay my salary and I am sworn to defend her.]
I went out again tonight, searching for this one chick that I passed by last night...
If you read my last report, you'd know that I was shy about getting out of the car 2-nights ago. Last night I got out of the car and actually walked through about 6 bordellos before getting some action. Tonight, I drove to the RLD, parked, walked directly into a bordello. I wasn't sure which one she was actually in, but perchance I happened upon the correct bordello and wouldn't you know, she was the first girl I saw in that first bordello. Her name is Lena. Lena esta de Colombia, just like Maria last night (I'm starting to see a pattern here). She is tall, about 5'9" and thick as hell! Don't get me wrong, she has lots of chub that needs to be worked off, but her proportions made it worth it... She had to have 38EE's- au natural (unlike Maria).
I would compare Lena's body to a chubby Gianna Micheals. Maria was a thin and tanned version of Olivia O'Lovely. At any rate, we did the damn thing for only €30 (the € means Euros). That translates to almost $40. Given the fact that one could walk into a building, pick the chick and do it in her room, it's a steal! Especially when the chicks are hot. We had a short, odd conversation. Like Maria, she spoke better Spanish than German or English. Yo hablo poquito Espanol, so it ended up being a one sided conversation. When I left, the other doors on the floor seemed to open and I saw 2 other hot chicks saying farewell to their Johns.
When I walked outside, I was in a state of awe. In 20 minutes, I had parked downtown, gone to a room, done my business and was leaving! No driving around for hours looking for a SW- or better yet, looking for a descent-looking SW. As I rounded a corner, a descent looking German/Czech/Pole chick sat outside of a bar. I looked a little too hard at her cleavage and she grabbed my arm. She invited me to come in. I said no, but she said replied, "it's free to look"- implying that there was no cover charge. I said, "sorry, I just had a girl" and walked away.
I stopped at a local pizzeria and bought 2 pizzas. I wasn't hungry, I just didn't quite feel like leaving the area just yet. It didn't seem right leaving so quickly. After the pizzas come out, I got in my rental car (a BMW 1-series hatchback) and sped down Taunasstrasse (Taunas Street) bumping "gettin' some head" (by Shawna). I zipped back to my hotel 30 km away (180 km/hr will get you anywhere fast), and here I am. Another sweet night. And thanks to the wonders of the German engineered BMW 1-series, I still managed to get 8.6 l/100km (that's 27.5 miles per gallon) while speeding and weaving through traffic on the Autobahn 66.
The most amazing thing is that it has been about 2 hours and I still smell her perfume on my chest...
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Searched all over town and all I found was this bag lady.
Since I finally had a day off I decided to run a daywatch. Nothing on New Brans, zero on Hackberry, I saw one white sw looking lady on rosevelt but either she wasn't working or she was being picky. I'm used to seeing the girls run up to a vehical for a pick up. This one just stood there and stared.
So I go to the west side.the guad ham area.(Not used to scouting this area) I can't tell if these chicks are working or just hot girls moving around the streets. Just when I think I'm seeing one that has the SW pose some dude springs out to greet her as if her boyfriend or something.
I head back to the presa rosevelt area and still nothing. It always seems that when I have the money the time and I'm willing to try one out there is none around.
I kinda figure I'm not going to find anything on the Broadway alamo Y intersection but I go there anyways. 3 passes and I spot this crazy looking bag lady heading north on broadway. Another pass and I see that she's moving down some street but she's actually waving at cars going by. Oh yea she has a wheel walker too but that doesn't stop me.
I take a few turns so that I can pass her as I'm reaproaching broadway. She's really old and is asking for help as she claims she hasn't eatin in days.
At any rate she's more then willing to get into the car for some flash sessions, but she's reluctant to drive off with me as she's afraid some one will still her walker. I convince her to put the walker in the trunk and we head out to brakenridge park where I take some pictures of her. She's not much to look at but, really I was determined to not go home empty handed. She takes $20 dollars so I can photo her. She had agreed to have intercourse for $20 but I guess she chickened out about going into the ditch, she even offers to have sex in the back seat but I refuse as the street seems kinda busy. She seems to have trouble walking, claims she's 57 and living on the street, and I'm also thinking she has some mental disabilities.
Here she is at any rate.
scout please don't ever post a picture again
I knew it would be nasty, but I clicked anyway. Please don't do that to me again. And maybe more importantly, don't do that to yourself again.
