Before Covid, I went to a s********* in Tijuana for the first time ever. It was exciting to have upward of 100 young women who, for perhaps $100, would accompany me upstairs for a friendly f***.
The smoke in the air at the club was a choking reminder of American past but the young honeys kept moving around, and letting anyone g**** them quite intimately and deliberately for a dollar a grab. The gathering wasn’t ideally organized (too many women standing/sitting around idly, making the setting seem more crowded than it was) but I don’t know how to improve the logistics of that.
“Arriba” is the word for “upstairs” … where your companion goes to a counter, gets a couple of condoms, and probably registers herself as turning a trick. Then you share a dimly-lit room for 30 minutes, which has a bed and a shower and not too much else.
I was a white guy who went alone, entering Tijuana after dark, and taking a shuttle right to the club.
When Covid is eventually behind us, it makes for a very pleasant experience for one and all, to go to Tijuana and get your stinger wet.