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By Duncan Rhyne (2010)
I had a wonderful experience recently. I lived for some 2 ½ years in the small country of Panama. I would like to share the highlights of the stay, along with some of my observations, and general information for those thinking of traveling or living there.
Throughout your reading of my experiences, please remember that I am just a regular guy. On a scale of 1-10, in the U.S., I am a "5". If I am dressed up, maybe I can be considered a "6". I am afraid that I would never be considered higher than a "6", unless the woman judging me had bad eyes, was drunk, strung out, or a combination of the three. I have a nice speaking voice, and I can be charming, so I can land a few women out of my "average looking" class in the U.S. In the U.S, as far as most women between 18-50 years old are concerned...I am a fat, balding, middle aged guy. I am 6’2", 260, and have a receding hairline. I was 38-41 years old when I was living in Panama. I just returned 5 months ago.
In Panama, my world was turned upside down. I had first moved there with my ex-wife who was from South America. She did not like Panama. She decided this almost upon arrival. She was from a more conservative, cooler area south of the Equator. She felt that everything in Panama revolved around sex. I, being of a more naïve persuasion, did not immediately recognize this. I learned very quickly that this observation was more or less correct. It seems that in the tropical areas of the world, sex, sweat, and shorter unions are more the norm. Thank God for the Tropics!
I first settled with my ex-wife in the city of David, Panama. This is the capital city of the Western Province of Chiriqui. The city is not much to look at, and seems to mainly serve as a stop over point when traveling, by road, from Panama to Costa Rica or vice versa. It is also a jumping off point (bus station, airport) for those travelers looking to enjoy the cooler climates of the Chiriqui highlands. Most notable of the highland towns are "Boquete", and "Volcan". Because of upper Chiriqui’s cooler temperatures, and Panama’s great treatment of foreigners (tax breaks, discounts, and retirement incentives), many foreigners wind up living in the "mountains". The elevation goes up to about 9 or 10 thousand feet. There, one can experience spring like temperatures all year long and a refreshing departure from the U.S. and it's policies.
I had checked into places to settle outside of the U.S., for my Latin wife and myself, as she did not much like the U.S. I was game to move, and after extensive research, I settled on Panama. I though that the city of David would be a good place to start, as the highlands are only 30 minutes away, and should we choose to, we could live in upper Chiriqui, and work in David. In David the salaries were low, but we could of managed. My ex-wife yearned for the feeling of a larger city, and there were very few jobs in the highland, so it was destined that we would ultimately wind up in Panama City. We stayed in David for only about 5 ½ months. We moved to Panama City, but our relationship further deteriorated. We split after being in Panama City for only 3 ½ months. Free at last! I had been faithful to my ex-wife while we were together.
In Panama, from the time I stepped off the plane, to the time I boarded to come back to the U.S., I was a celebrity. I am tall, but not too great looking. What made me a celebrity was my white skin, long face, brown hair, and green eyes. Most (98%) of the People in Panama were darker skinned than me. I am not pale, but just a regular white guy. I look "different" and that alone was the key. My hair is a mouse brown color, and my eyes are a regular bluish-green. This combination in the "States" will get you ground beef. In Panama, it will get you prime rib! While still married, with a ring on my finger, I had girls (18-25) calling to me on the streets, flirting with me in shops and restaurants, and several times (yes, more than 4 times) touch my chest while I was walking down the street alone. This was in David. This was in broad daylight, in the shopping district. These were nice looking women who were shop workers, and shoppers. They were not prostitutes. I had many (20+) women try to make dates WITH ME during the time I was in David. I had my ring on my finger every single day. It was amazing! I am not a flirtatious guy, but something was definitely working in my favor here. When shopping with the "ex" in supermarkets, or walking with her in the streets, I still got lots of attention and smiles. This was the root of most of the problems that I had had with my "ex". I looked different, and that was enough to get attention. I was also from the U.S. Because of this combination I got a lot, I mean a lot of attention. For the Panamena (Panamanian woman) I represented an amazing "catch". To the Chiricana (Girl from Chiriqui Province), I was the catch of a lifetime. Not too many Gringos spend any time in David. To some women I represented the chance for her to escape, and move to the U.S.(Green card). For others' I was thought of as M.R. Moneybags (Greenbacks). Some women saw me as having the ability go give them a light eyed (blue, green, or even light brown) child (Green eyes). To some women I would be someone who could support her, and shower her with affection like most Panamanian men could not (Her friends would be green with envy). Other women really were attracted to white skin, and wanted to "eat me up"(White). Others’ though that I would help in the average girl from Chiriqui’s desire to "mejorar" (improve) her families blood lines (Red). Ironically the provincial flag of Chiriqui is not Blue, White, and Red, like the true Panamanian flag, rather it is Green, White, and Red! The funniest thing is that it did not matter that I was married. I became the fantasy object of many women. In Chiriqui, which has lighter skinned people than most of the rest of the country, a white gringo will garner the most attention. Many of the families prefer that their daughter hook up with a whiter guy, than a darker guy. Forgive me for saying this, but that is the sad state of affairs throughout much of Latin America. An average looking black man will probably not fare as well in most places in Panama, as an average looking white man. This is just a fact. This is embarrassing for me to say, because I don’t like racism under any circumstances. A black man looking for quick sex may do better than a white man in other places (ex. Germany, parts of the Orient, Scandinavia , etc...) Because of my "look"... in Panama, I was Brad Pitt. It was heaven! I, being crazy about Latinas and black women, did not do any complaining. The women in Chiriqui are known throughout the country as being both the most beautiful, and also most insatiable. Personally I like my women a little bit darker than the Chiricanas! All Panamanians joke about the hot-blooded "Chiricana's" reputation. There is even a nickname for the hot -blooded women from Chiriqui..."Ganado (Gana'o) Bravo". It does not translate well, but if you want to make any guy in Panama smile, mention the "Gana’o Bravo" that you recently hooked up with! If you prefer the Latina look to the mixed race (black-white) look, go straight to Chiriqui!
In general the country of Panama has many, many, many, more "Black" people than neighboring Costa Rica. Because of the many foreign workers who came to Panama during the years of the building of the canal, Panama has a wide variety of "looks". Chiriqui is a long way from the canal (6-7 hours). The people in Chiriqui, are generally kind, but are among the most racist in the country. If you are white, however, you will be more "welcomed". The "look" in Chiriqui is more of the Latino look…what we consider a Spanish (from Spain) and Native Amer-Indian blend. Panama City, however, is full of people who are ¼, or more, "black". Most are at least ½ black. The city of Colon, on the other end of the canal (50 minutes away), is full of what we would call true "blacks" (90%). Most are descendants of the workers who came from Barbados and Jamaica, to help build the canal 100 years ago. Many people in Colon speak English. Another place with a high concentration of true "blacks", is Bocas del Toro. Many people speak English there also. "Bocas" can be an expensive place to spend a few days. This is a beach/island community on the Atlantic (Caribbean) side of the Western part of the country. "Bocas" is on the other shore, across the land, from Chiriqui , which is on the Pacific side. Bocas has the Caribbean crystal blue water, friendly islands, and extremely expensive real estate!
While in Chiriqui, I did not have any sexual experiences outside of the jealousy prompted high energy sessions with my ex-wife. I write a lot here on Chiriqui, because for a single white guy, you will be in heaven if you like aggressive "Latina" looking women. Personally I like the darker skin a bit more! I knew a 50+ year old guy who met an 19 year old Chiricana through a friend. He had it set up, and paid for her services. She was a store employee (who needed an occasional bit of extra cash). There are many "decent" women who are game for this kind of thing. This guy took to paying for women. He did not use street walkers, prostitutes, nor club sex workers. He wanted "regular" young girls, who went to the University, or worked a steady job, and who lived with her parents. After having his "date" with that first girl, he asked the girl if she had any other girlfriends that would like to make a little cash. He offered to pay the referring girl a "finders fee", if she could steer a nice looking young girl (with no children) his way. 2-3 years ago, the going rate was $15 -$20 for a couple of hours (or longer) with a nice "chica". Again, these were just regular girls who wanted a few extra dollars to spend. The finders fee was $5. This guy was lazy in his hunting, but he was always "busy". He did also cut deals with girls in stores, in the park, and just walking down the street. My friend occasionally scored a freebie too! This gentleman told me that after the 3rd week in David, he had too many girls interested in being with him. He said that by treating them right, they all wanted to stay with him for more than the agreed upon two hours. They stayed for many hours, came back and had sex for free, wanted to see him again, wanted to date him, and enjoyed his company. Some of them had to be kicked out of his hotel because of their tenacity. He was not good looking, actually a notch , or two below "yours truly"! This story is an example of good news for regular guys. There is, however, better news!!! If you are a regular Joe, and don't want to pay...you don’t have to! While some think that it is cleaner to pay (business transaction, nothing else), you will probably have your hands full by buying a dinner or two, or paying a taxi fare, or sometimes without even having to pay a dime for anything, if you are just decent and kind.
As mentioned, I spent most of my time, and all of my “single” time, in Panama City. I never used the services of a prostitute. It was heaven there. I was working full time, but not earning a lot of money. I averaged about $1000. -$1300. a month! $500. a month is an unheard of salary for an unskilled worker. In Panama, most workers in stores make less than $200. a MONTH! This is for 44 to 48 hours a week (almost 200 hours a month)! Do the math and see why $15 -$20 is a windfall for a store employee! In Panama City, a city of sexy Latinas, and black girls, I was white, uptight, and out-of-sight!
My first experience was that self-same night when I had escaped from my ex.-wife. I had reached the breaking point, and had left (for good), with my 2 suitcases and a large box, nothing else. I got to a really cheap hotel in Panama City and paid for a week, so that I could get my bearings before moving elsewhere. An hour after I got there I saw a "vision" talking with the girl who worked the front desk. Later, though a door that was open only a crack, I saw this "vision" changing her shirt in the employee workroom. Oh My God! To cut to the chase, I started talking with her when she came out, and decided to take her to get something to eat. A girl like this would not want to be seen with me in the U.S. Remember, this is Panama, not the U.S. She ate and talked with me, and then wanted to go to the casino (careful: all women want to go to the casinos, or shopping….JUST SAY NO!!! until you have things under control) After eating I said that I was tired and just wanted to go back and sleep.. The whole evening... with 2 taxi rides, and the two meals cost me less than $10.00, yes I said $10.00!!! We wound up back in my room. She said she had to go meet some friends, and then (without warning) your humble narrator, acting completely out of character, came on to her super strongly. She responded well. In minutes she was lubed, and I was primed! I could not believe that I was enjoying the treat of "having" this beautiful creature. I gave her no money, and had only bought a meager dinner for her. She had amazing breasts, and a nice bit of hair in the right place. That night I did whatever I wanted to with her. She stayed with me for 4 hours. In-fuckin'-credible!!! The next night she came back to see me, and asked me for $10.00 for something or another. I told her I was poor, and I couldn‘t (No girl will believe that you are poor if you are a Gringo). She left in a huff. Believe it or not, she came back later, and stayed the night. We talked, and did other much more delicious things too! Many girls here respond when you are a tough guy, or even a bit of an asshole. She obviously thought I was attractive because she kept trying to convince me that her German boyfriend was "even better looking" than me! Hell, of course he's better looking than me. I’m a fat old bald guy...I'm not too good looking...am I? Am I? Am I?
Am I? Am I? Actually, from that day forward I started believing that I was good looking. I also convinced myself that beautiful girls were just as easy to get as average girls. Let me tell you…perception is reality (repeat that!)! I acted as if I deserved a lot of quality women, and I got a lot of quality women. I hooked up with some dogs along the way, but 95% of them really got me excited. What follows is one example of "off track" thinking that initially slowed me up: At first, when in Panama, I had some trouble convincing myself that I could land a nice black girl. In the U.S., if I had brought a black girl home, my friends and family would think that I was a little crazy. Also I might have trouble going into a "Black" neighborhood in the States. I dated very few black girls in the States. I had had a mental block, and I thought that it would also be harder to hook up with a black girl in Panama. I was living with this "perception", and limiting myself. As soon as I changed my mind, I changed my reality. I had no trouble with any of the races there. While "single", I hooked up with over 60 women in a year and a half's time. I never went to a single club, disco or casino (allergies to smoke). I bedded well over a dozen teenagers (18 and 19 year olds), and women up to 54 years old. The girls were rich, poor, tall, short, young, old, educated, non-educated, married, single, super beautiful, borderline pigs, white, yellow, cinnamon colored, brown, black, and dark black. I had 2 virgins, several "anal" virgins, several pregnant or nursing girls (yummy!), and one who had had 5 kids before reaching 30. Some had tight glistening bodies, and some were out of shape. My collection included Panamanian Indians from the San Blas region, from the Darien regions, and the Chiriqui region. I had no East Indian girls (from India), and that is a shame, because I find them sooooooo beautiful!. I did have two Chinese girls though. Chinese represent 5-10% of the population in Panama. I hooked up with many other foreigners. The Chinese girls were just O.K., actually one of them had just gotten married to her sweetheart less than two weeks before we first got together. She lived close by, and I never had to pay for a taxi, or anything. I saw her several times only. I had met her at her family’s restaurant, some months earlier. I would see her occasionally in the street. I saw her in the street one night, spoke with her about 5 minutes, and went to kiss her goodbye on the cheek. She instead kissed me on the mouth. Wow, I hadn't expected that! Here we were, a tall Gringo, and a "Chinita" kissing in front of a hundred pairs of Panamanians' eyes. She didn’t care, I didn't either. I grabbed her hand and led her to my apartment, and then had her in many positions. Additionally, I had several girls from Colombia, several from Nicaragua, a Peruvian, one from Honduras, one from El Salvador, two from Costa Rica, several Dominicanas (Dominican Republic), two Jamaicans, a Mexican, a Cuban, a Venezuelan, and a bunch of good ol' Panamenas. Most Panamanian girls, or girls from the tropics are not that into giving, nor receiving oral sex. I have a theory… because in the tropics everyone is always sweaty, straight sex is the norm, and least threatening. When I went down on some girls (dining at the "Y"), they were surprised, and even called me a pig. Needless to say, because I insisted, there are now several happy, newly indoctrinated, oral sex fans in Panama. Many women could care less about condom use in Panama. It is your call. I had a Gringo friend that didn't like to use condoms. He was young, and very good looking. He told all of the girls that he was looking for a wife. He told them as soon as he got a girl pregnant, he would immediately marry her, and take her to the States with him. The girls never protested for not using a condom. He was both a convincing liar, and had been properly snipped (vasectomy) several years earlier!
Where does one meet all of these available girls? On the street, in the stores...anywhere! When super horny, I could go out hunting and get 5-10 numbers within an hour. Many did not pan out. Sometimes when the girl had time to think things through, she would change her mind. Catch the girl off guard, and come on strong! Strike while the iron is hot! When I lived near the shopping district, I could go on the hunt, and (4 out of 5 times) bring a girl home within the hour! I sometimes would get 2 in a day, and even once, I got 3 in one day. My quickest conquest is when I locked eyes with a girl in the street, spoke with her for less than 40 seconds (I bullshit you not!!!) and asked her to come back to my room. We walked a quick 6 minutes. Before the door closed (well not actually before the door closed) , we were pulling each other's clothes off, and preparing to do the horizontal Mambo!
I would meet friends of friends, and get them back in my room, with no embarrassment on either end. You never had to explain what had happened when you caught up to your original friend (be it a guy friend or girl friend). Everyone knew that hooking up was just part of life. Several times I remember eyeing up one girl while chatting with another. After chatting, and visibly writing down a phone number, I would walk over to the second girl. No hard feelings, and if the first girl saw me talking to the second, the subject never came up later. I was playing a new game, and playing it well. Remember, I never went to any discos, clubs, or casinos. I did have a good looking black Canadian friend who liked those avenues. He was in the clubs every night. He stopped writing down the girls’ names in his record book, after he had bedded more than 100 girls within his first year there. Everyone has their angle. If you had told me that it would be possible for me, a 40 year old, balding, fat guy to "gain entry" into the intimate lives of over 60 females (plus have some delicious "near misses" - such as kissing, groping, or oral sex without actually hitting a home run) in a year and a half , I would have thought that you were crazy. Actually, I probably had another 10 or so girls in my bed, but for whatever reason, I did not "seal the deal".
Girls in Panama seem to respond better to a guy who takes control. Girl won't ask you "What do you think you're doing?" when you are trying to work your hands under their clothes, instead they just smile and assume that you are taking what you are entitled to. When you have the attitude that you are taking what you deserve, everybody wins!
Some of my experiences were amazing, and some not so great. Some girls were talented, enthusiastic, and energetic. Others were dead fish. Most were shaved (they say because of the heat , it is more hygienic). Personally I like the fuzz,. Hell, I actually prefer the jungle! Not many girls were into giving oral sex, but a few enthusiastically swallowed the idea. Life was not perfect! I did get slapped in the face a few times, had a few girls run out of my apartment like their hair was on fire, had a few offer death threats (the girl"s brother, father, boyfriend, or husband was supposed to come back to kill me), but somehow I still survived to tell this tale.
Malls, and the streets are good hunting grounds. All of the girls who work in rich households, as maids, or cooks, get one day off on the weekend. They ALL head to the malls. I know nothing of working the clubs, bars or discos. Higher class girls are universally a harder nut to crack. I got a few in each class, but had the best time with the middle class girls (salesgirls and students). I did have a lawyer, 3 teachers, and 2 nurses, among other professionals. I did lie a lot to get into many pairs of panties. It is par for the course. It doesn't matter if you lie. If you treat the girl decently, you’ll do well. As everywhere, some girls need to, and want to be lied to. They all should be lied to if you want to get anywhere! Always oblige, by lying, if you need to get in her pants. Always offer to pay their taxi (it should be $2-3 round trip). They will take the bus for 25 cents, and then take your money. You will feel better though!
I probably spent no more than $500.00 to entertain all of these girls. Taxi money, an occasional movie, something to eat, or a spare item of clothes). Some of the girls I saw once, and some 10 or more times (remember I was quite busy with my harem). I was off from work only on the weekends. Many weekends I saw three or four girls. Some weekends 5 or 6! I almost died, from exhaustion, a few times! Needless to say, I was sometimes shooting very little, or "couldn't" shoot at all. Yes, there were even times when I could not...uh, you know!!!!!! In those cases it is always good to have an agile tongue, and some toys to "leave no customer unsatisfied!"
I came up with a brilliant idea one day, I though about placing an "ad" in the newspaper, looking for a masseuse. In the "ad" I put that I was a Gringo looking for a masseuse without experience. I put a low price like $3.00, or $4.00 an hour, for two hours. Wow! Did the phone ring! I nailed (you know, got jiggy with) about 80% of the respondents. There were some that were only interested in giving a massage, and nothing else. Others were just too ugly to be "getting in to"! I always got a descent massage though.
I was seeing this beautiful black girl from Bocas who worked in a call center, and spoke English well. She lived in Panama City, but had a boyfriend in Bocas. She responded to my "ad". After about a month with her, she said that she was interested in a threesome with another woman. Once again, I used the newspaper to my advantage, and placed an "ad"...it read something like..."Bi-racial couple (Gringo and Morena) looking for an open minded female for ...." From this "ad" I received about 20 calls, met 11gals, bagged 3 with my "girlfriend", and got together with 3 behind her back (she didn't care, but boy were these 3 girls excited that they were "pulling one over" on another woman!) I could not have pulled this off in the U.S. in 100 million years! I found women in Panama to not be too jealous, but they really enjoy the sneaking around type games. I sometimes told some of the girls that I had just met, and gotten into bed (and basically had finished with), that we had to hurry because I expected my girlfriend to return soon. Some of them really got off on that!
I had left Panama in Early March of this year, for 5 weeks. I went back to Panama for a week to wrap up things to move back to the U.S. to tend to an emergency here. Before going back for the week, I vowed to bed 10 different girls in that week. I did not quite make it. I did get nine different girls. Two were brand new girls, and seven were old "girlfriends". I popped a few of them several dimes during that week. All in all, I probably has 20 bouts, of fighting the "good fight". Not bad for someone trying to wrap up loose ends, close accounts, sell junk, get rid of an apartment , and leave the country with two suitcases.
If you have some money to throw around (shopping spree for the girl…a pair of jeans, 2 tops, and some underwear for her to model) you will have girls falling into bed with you. The aforementioned shopping spree will set you back only about $30.00! If you take a girl to any of the all inclusive beach resorts ($35-$40 per person, per night) you will be a hero, and will get whatever you dream about. The girl will be telling her friends about her experience...for years!!! Lie about your motives, but treat the girls well, and you’ll go far. Make sure to tell them you want to find a woman, settle down, buy a house in Panama, and split your time between the U.S. and Panama. This will work wonders for your "game". Make sure that in all instances that you make the move to get in their pants at the first opportune moment !!!!(there is genius in boldness!). If you act so, you will be pleasantly surprised, and quite busy! Do not wait: if you see an opening.... go for it, if you see a crack (by all means available)….fill it!!!!!!!
I am sure that Panama is not the only place that you can do this, but it is the only place where I did "this!"
2 ¾ hours from Miami, and less than 5 from N.Y. If you like Latinas and black girls, you’re in for a treat.
Be nice, learn a bit of Spanish, smile, wear American clothes, and talk of returning often, wanting a steady girlfriend, wanting to settle in Panama, but also of maintaining a residence in the U.S. This will get the panties soaking.! Make up your mind that you are going to win, and you will, Big Time!!!
Perception IS Reality!
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