In 1997 at the tender age of 17 I went to Tijuana on a Friday night with my friends on Valentines weekend, given that it was only a couple hours drive from where we grew up, we figured we could at least score some beers, eat some great food and perhaps sneak into a couple strip clubs with our fake ids.
About an hour in Tijuana and a couple soft tacos later, we managed to get into a strip club that was located towards the end of the strip, i forgot its name, u know the one that has 2 floors, and there was another strip club right next to it. The touts at the entrance clearly realized we were under 18, but since we were able to provide some sort of ID, they didn't give a shit. I've always been a fan of mexican girls/latinas since I was a child, so this was great, we were surrounded by what looked like hot chiks to us at that time with their tops off, and sipping on some cold ones. Lap dances were provided upstairs, since we all had some part time jobs, we had some cash to spare, making us the favorites of the strippers, young dumb kids with greenbacks to spend.
After some lapdances from various girls, all I could think of was how to get rid of my raging hard on. I clearly remember having my eyes on a specific stripper who I thought was the girl of my dreams lol, a fool I was at that age, so I finally muscled up the courage to ask her for a lapdance, of course she agreed. During the lapdance she let me get very touchy feely with her and then finally asked me the question i've been thinking about all night, " you want a bj ? " I thought about it for a split second, pretending to be innocent and shy but I knew exactly what I wanted, I obliged and asked her the ultimate question for us punters " how much? ", she responded 40 dollars, I said ok. =) First I had to pay for my lapdances then she told me to wait for her downstairs.
I went downstairs, told my friends about the ordeal, a couple minutes later she came downstairs with some street clothes, grabbed my hand and lead me out the club like a little boy. Apparently everybody knew she was a WG as all sorts of locals were cheering me on as I took the walk of shame to the motel that was located on the strip. We get to the hotel, go inside, walk up a creepy flight of stairs with my heart pounding 200beats per minute, half being excited about what was to follow, and the other half concerned about being robbed. Well, i didn't get robbed =) On the 3rd floor we encounter a guy that was manning the rooms, she asked me to pay the 15 us dollars to him and he let us in. The room was clean with porn in the background. She lays me down, takes off my pants, puts on a dome and starts giving me a bj. I was damn happy at this moment since its exactly what I wanted... a couple of minutes in, she asked me if I wanted sex? OF COURSE I DID, she said it will cost extra, i asked her how much and strangely enough, she points at my head, I didn't quite understand her and she kept pointing at my head and I figured out she wanted my Nike hat. I considered it for about a split second and said OK. I handed over my hat to her, she mounted me and I pretty much blew after 2 seconds. Haha, what was I suppose to do, I was 17 with a Mexican hooker. As we finished up the ordeal I asked her why did she want my hat? Her response was the one that will be the usual sad story of many WG's to come... " its for my kid. " On our way out of the room, the guy that was manning the rooms noticed she had my hat and laughed at us on the way out, something I will never forget. Btw, I just lost my virginity =)
Tijuana and wg's will always be near and dear to my heart for this specific reason hahaha.
happy punting.
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