Had nothing better to do after finishing up some work honey Wednesday night so took the trolley to the border from downtown San Diego. A quick 45 minute trolley ride, a walk across the border, and a $5.00 5 minute cab ride and I was in front of Hong Kong around 8:30 PM.
As always, no cover charge and just a quick pat down and walk through the metal detector at the door and I was inside what many people might feel on earth. Even at 8:30 there were probably well over 100 women working. Some dancing on the bar, some dancing on the stage on the main floor, Some playing with caving cream and dildos on the stage on the second floor, but most standing around giving every man that walks by sultry looks.
As it was still a bit early, there were a number of open still, not so much on the main floor, but on the second floor. Instead of letting myself be escorted into a table by a mesaro (waiter) I grabbed myself a beer from one of the bars, paying five dollars and then walked around soaking in the sights.
After a couple of beers and several gorgeous Latina, women coming up to me, rubbing themselves all over me, and letting me fondle them for a minute or a dollar tip I decided to check out what the rest of the Zona Norte had on the menu for the night and left for a bit.
After checking out two other clubs for a bet, and a short but intense $40 visit to one of the hotels with a very cute girl who been standing on the street I returned to Hong Kong at around 10 o’clock at night. This time I entered through the entrance to Las Chavallas, which previously was a separate club, but is now part of the Hong Kong and connected on the inside. My understanding is that the girls coming into work at Hong Kong are required to spend an hour on the LC side, so there were probably close to 100 girls, just in that club sitting around playing on their phones and watching the live band playing mariachi type music.
That time of night Hong Kong was packed the music had been turned up so loud that it was difficult to hear what girls were saying to you, but there were even more girls working than earlier in the night and you couldn’t walk through the place without having dozens of nines and tens rub themselves against you. Just hoping for a dollar or strike up a conversation to get you to drop $100 to take them upstairs .
I didn’t take up any of the girls from Hong Kong this trip, because I was too worn out from my shenanigans other places, but even if you treat Hong Kong like a strip club, rather than the brothel, and actually, is it still ranks among the best pure of strip club experiences that I have had. The only real criticism I could see someone having is that if you are looking for something other than a hot Latina, you probably aren’t going to find it.
