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California

I remember one time I was in the Dallas area about 2 years ago. I was thinking about going to Pandoras, or Lipsticks on Harry Hines. For some reason I decided to stop at this little bar next door to Lipsticks parking lot across this little metal parking railing. It was at night (I think I drove by once during the day and it was closed). I don't know why I stopped, but my "spidey sense" was tingling about something. The place was called something something Latino Club.

So, I went in. Nothing special about the joint, it was a bar. Looked like it was one establishment in a small strip mall that extended further away from Harry Hines Blvd, with a laundromat and a food joint also attached to it if I remember correctly. The bar was Hispanic, and I could hear the loud Hispanic music. This visit was a nighttime visit during the week or maybe even a Friday night. There was a lady collecting the entrance fee ($10 if I remember correctly). I could see in, and see there was one other guy (customer), and three chicks (two sitting at the bar, and a female bartender). The lighting was bright, the ladies were dressed in dresses. Again, spidey sense tingling, although nothing was overtly screaming to me. So, even though it didn't look very promising, I decided to pay the fee and enter.

So, I go in and sit at the bar. I remember initially feeling like a fish out of water. As soon as I sit at the bar though, one of the ladies approached me, and stood next to my bar seat. She was Hispanic, didn't speak hardly any English. I had to dig deep into my Spanglish to keep the barest of conversation going. The drinks were $4 for me and for her were $20 - so my spidey sense was really banging at that point, although I still wasn't sure what to expect.

I bought her a drink, and she got in close. I put my arms around her, and she didn't seem to mind. She was not exactly young, but not old either. Late 20s early 30s, not spinner sexy, but not horrible either. We continued like that for a little while, I finished my drink, she finished hers. I remember I was wearing shorts, and her hand started rubbing my leg and wandering up my thighs. I definitely felt this warranted another drink to see where this was going. I bought her another drink, and I started rubbing her backside up and down. I don't remember what happened, some commotion outside, and everyone stepped outside for a few minutes. I got the opportunity to pull out her tits and suck on them for a little while, and she was very bashful but let me do it for a short while. I remember scanning the joint for a private area, but not finding any. So we went over to the other side of the bar as the other chick that was chatting with that one other dude (and it got us out from right in front of the doorway entrance). The bar was one of those island type bars, or maybe peninsula if you want to be technical. The only cover we had was the bar itself, as the space above the bar was open. Thankfully there were no windows that I remember in the joint. The bartender left us alone for the most part, except when the drinks were getting low.

On the other side of the bar, I encouraged her wandering hand. This time it went right up my shorts, and started going to work on my little guy. I remember being very turned on at that point, not so much by the lady - who was very sweet and seemed to be into it as well - but by the circumstances of just randomly wandering into a place. I remember her saying something in Spanish to the other lady and the bartender in Spanish, and not understanding what they said but thinking it was about us guys in the joint. We kept on going like that for a while, me trying to pretend we were conversing, her working on my stuff. I was trying to explain to her to lubricate her hand somehow to speed things up. I don't remember if she understood me. I think I bought her one more drink before all the attention down below brought me to the edge. I had her pull it out all the way, and she kept going till I blew right there on the floor next to the bar! I chatted with the lady a little more after that, but was pretty spent. We hugged, kissed, and I went on my way. I slept like a champ that night. For some reason this adventure really relaxed me, and I had no desire to hit the clubs afterwards. I think I only spent $80 total when all was said and done - not bad for a night that I was planning to hit some Strip Clubs.

I realized later that this reminded me a little of Buy-Me-Drinky bars that I have been to in various Asian countries. Have you guys had any experiences at Buy Me Drinky joints here or overseas? Did things progress there like they did for me on this occasion? I have seen them mostly in Asian countries, and I don't remember getting anything other than the attention of a decent looking Asian girl. Not too many that I have seen here in the states though, and none that were Hispanic until this day.