At Amistad, I left my laundry with the front desk and the maid brought it the next day. I tipped her $4 and she was happy. She returned 15 mins later with another t-shirt. Later I realized I did not have as many underwear as I had arrived with! I certainly did not leave them at any MP I can assure you....

Maybe she could not deal with the brown blow holes and did you a favor

As I was walking east from VIP's, Mami, (Club Extasis was closed) I was really needing to take a dump. I had to sqeeze hard at atimes so I knew this was a liquid one. By the time I hit Oasis I was ready to explode, I don't know if it was the CR diet that was finally catching up with me or what, but there was some serious pressure down there. I dared not fart as I knew I would totally shit my pants!

So up the stairs to Oasis I go, and OMG, what a nice lineup. They all stand up in unison to display the beauty and I repeat what beauties. Sweethearts, slim, all - none over 28 I would reckon. After complimenting them at how "bonita" they all were, I asked the front desk where the bano was. There was no friggin way I could pull off a session with the pressure down there, I had to shit and I had to shit NOW! Great - the lady points to where the bano is - the door opens to the room where the girls are. The girls hear the conversation and even helpfully point to the door for me. I was glad to hear the loud hum of the ceiling fan as I turned on the light. I sit down and try to release my load in a controlled manner, imagining the faces of the ticas listening -DAMN! But it felt so good....

Ahhhh, I exclaim silently as I finish my liquid dump. Then I look - NO FU CK IN G TOILET PAPER. There is no damn way I am asking for some like at home. I lift the garbage can lid to see if there was anything in there as I know they don't flush paper here. To be quite honest I really didn't know what I would do with it if there was anything in there, but hey, I had to check, maybe some kleenex's from nose blows or something! The garbage can was empty. I look around, only a shower and a sink, nothing else, no cabinet or nothing. WTF?? How do people clean there asses here anyways I think to myself??

I had just watched the movie "Jarhead" and it came to my mind as I sat there. The US soldiers were approaching the arabs in the desert and they waved their left hand at the arabs. The other US soldier said "Hey, don't do that, it is insulting, they wipe their asses with their left hand." I knew at that moment I was about to clean my ass with my bare hands. If the arabs do it, so can I. So I stand up and my belt buckle starts clanging (not too loudy but distinctive enough). I am like "Shit, those girls must think I am masturbating in here or something". I do hear general chatter and laughing, but I am pretty sure it was not about me. At least I would like to believe so!

I approach the sink trying not to drip liquid shit on my pants or the floor. I was my ass with my hands rinsing mucho mucho of course. That was one of the most disgusting things I have ever done in my life, but it is my own stupid fault, just one of thos e things right guys?!! Then I see that there is NO DAMN SOAP! Nada, the hand soap dispenser holder is screwed to the wall but no dispenser. I could not believe my bad luck. There was no damn way I was having a session now that is for sure! I rinse and rinse and rinse until my hands are freezing cold as there was no hot water. I look at the shower: Nope, there is no way, what would the lady do if she hears me having a shower and I have not even committed to a session?! No towels either. I am genuinely screwed.

At this point I want to get out of this place as fast as I could and get back to Amistad to wash my hands with soap. There is no way I could even look any of these girls in the face, let alone the lady or the guy downstairs guarding the door. I wanted to flee and not look back, I was ashamed and embarrassed. Then I try to flush - it circles and circles and circles and circles and nope, it was not going down. This is going from bad to worse. The stink was one thing, I was certainly leaving the light and fan on when I left but now I was facing leaving my damage in the bowl. Oh well, I will be far away hopefully when the next girl goes in here.

I wait a long painstaking full minute for the back tank to fill and try to flush a second time - phew! This time successful. I wonder to myself just what those girls were saying to each other out there??!! So I put my hand on the doorknob and stop. I need to plan my escape. What I am going to do is walk straight over to the lady and say something like "What's the price?" so it doesn't look like I just walked in to use the restroom. Next step; RUN. I exit the bathroom. Silence from the lineup of girls. No problem, I am past them in 5 seconds avoiding all eye contact. I stop at the desk. The damn lady is on the phone and not looking at me. Ok, EFF it - I turn and leave, down the stairs and boy oh boy, I could not walk fast enough from that place!!

Taxi to hotel and washed my hands like I had poison on them!!

Nooooo, no.... read my thread, I did not use my underwear!

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