Tourist Bob starts his patrol walking by the local tent eateries on the way to the Jeepney area in town here, opting for the other iconic form of awkward Filipino transportation, instead of the 3-wheeled variety we’ve come to grow so fond of. Riding shotgun next to the driver, he gives us a Jeepney’s-eye view of the bumpy trip up this seedy oh-so-famous Boulevard, popular for its daytime expat hangouts. After jumping off the Jeepney and walking just a few yards, he finds himself immersed in a typical Filipino neighborhood, with people walking about and intermittent chicken crowing.

Joy is the type of girl that’s the life of the party. She has a loud and in charge personality that can make you endear her or make you avoid her. She dances like nobody’s business and is often front and center on the stage of her Agogo showing her moves and loving the attention. This girl if you took her for a twirl you wouldn’t be disappointed. She sucks the cock like a champ and her pussy has all the juices you’ll need to keep the wheels from falling off. A true champ get her if you can. Just one warning though keep her out of your booze as she just won’t quite if given the chance.

In the Philippines, sometimes you hunt the girls, and sometimes they hunt you. But other times, like in today’s episode, it’s something in between and you’re really not sure what the hell happened. John T. was out for a stroll in the mall when he spots this tall, sexy, leopard-skinned creature prowling about purposefully. By the eyes and body language she was transmitting his way, he couldn’t tell whether she was on a power-shop for clothes or a power-shop for COCK. I guess both things fill a need for women in their own ways.

In life, when it comes to pussy-getting, it is usually “feast” or “famine”. When you’re on top of your game, you’re slaying it and can’t keep the pussy away if you try. When you’re not, well, you’re just not. Dry spells hit everybody from time to time. However, here in the Philippines, any resemblance of a dry spell is quite rare. On the other foot, when you’re on fire, you are scorching hot. It seems like the more you get, the more comes your way.