"Un Ahora?"

I will say the part that always gets me about hourly's is the fact that their I.D. always has an address that is located right down the street. I don't understand how you think you are really fooling anyone. I love it when they say, "I only need to sleep, for a few hours. ". The taxi drivers here also provide girls, drugs and pretty much anything that at 4am in the morning seems like a good idea but probably is not. The girls come in all shapes, sizes, colors and ages. That's when the binoculars really come in handy. I feel like that guy from the discovery channel as every time it is the same thing. The man comes in and pays while she waits in the passenger seat, most of the time with a hooded sweatshirt pulled over her head, he opens the door then she jets in. The worst is when you see one girl and like 5 dudes go in and out of the room throughout the hour. I know it is probably more economical that way and these are hard times but come on! One of my favorites was Thanksgiving morning when a lady hopped out of a cab in her Sunday best and started banging on the door of one of our rooms. A couple emerged half dressed and jumped their car. The little lady from the cab began pounding on the window of the peoples car and screaming obscenities in Spanish at the man. I could see him trying to tell the girl in the driver's seat to drive away to which she was not abiding. Did I mention that this ladies Sunday best included some knee high black leather boots? With those pointy mother fuckers and just one attempt at a side round off kick she managed to send the side mirror from the car soaring into the air. I watched in amazement at what was happening before my eyes hoping that this ruckus would end before my family showed up for Thanksgiving. To my surprise the guy jumped out of the car and after getting a few swats and punches from his old lady he began running down the street as fast as his little legs could carry him. He is probably one of the fuckers who lives down the street and had been gone for an "hour" one too many times.
Now, I am pretty sure renting by the hour is illegal so when they ask for "una hora" I just give them a 5.00 discount. To me, my self-respect is worth more than 5.00 so if I was getting a whore I would just pay the extra 5.00 for the night and leave when I was done. But I think because I have self respect is probably a reason I would never get a prostitute. lol They always like to save that 5.00 though. I wonder how much does she get if they are paying 50.00 for a room and on top of that whatever she is making. I mean who pays 100.00 to have sex for an hour? When you think of it like that you might as well get married. It will probably save you money in the long run. One time a guy actually asked me how much for ten minutes? I tried not to laugh when I saw he was serious and said "50.00" They always ask for a room with a tv that is able to connect a dvd player and sometimes if I sell "condons" which I assume is condoms. It really disgusts me the fact that these people have no shame. Also, if you are going to all the trouble to get the girl, and get the motel room then how is it you can't stop off at the store and buy some freakin condoms? On second thought, shouldn't that be in a prostitutes tool belt or something? Anyway- Some of them sleeping with girls as young as 15 and as old as 72. I love, love, love, the tranny hookers though. They are so over the top. Just last week I had come home from a concert pretty drunk (because I always feel I have to live it up the nights when I am out of here), and at around 3am I heard the bell ring. I don't know if I mentioned this before but we pretty much work here 24 hours and if the bell rings (meaning someone is at the window and wants a room) then we have to get up from our bed and help them. So at 3am I wake up still half drunk and from a dead sleep to find a tiny Mexican boy with rouge red cheeks, pink lipstick and a blonde lady gaga wig on asking me for a cuarto. I smiled in my drunkness and wished I had rooms left. I wonder if the men know that they are getting a tranny and like that extra bit o something down there or if they are just super drunk and coked out from a wild night at the Cantina. I know it's been a crazy night for them when I go into the room and see four empty bottles of Boones Strawberry wine, used condoms and matted hair extension pieces. I always question why they also always feel the need to bring the key back to me. Why not just leave it in the room? Do I really need to know that you just did your business in 20 minutes and are now "done" as they say? So weird. I guess I will never understand the logic of the field worker migrants that constantly provide this place with income from their hourly patronage.