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[QUOTE=Dickhead] I placated her with some gifts of hand cream from Delta Airlines and the cute little amenities bag it came in, gave her 100 pesos plus 10 for the "cab" (she will take the bus) and got some shut eye.[/QUOTE]Am I reading this right? Did DH fly Biz Class on Delta, or did you snag some of the leftover Biz bags on the way out the plane?
Yes, flew business class for $391 round trip. So nyaah.
You and I both know you are not telling the whole truth. These guys are going to wear their eyes out looking for that fare.
$391? Sounds like an employee friends and family standby type fare. Is that right Daddy? :) former AA'er here.
OK OK so it was a buddy pass from a considerate fellow monger and I had to wax my carrot for two days in the Atlanta airport and one day in another airport. The only really frightening thing was that the Atlanta airport doesn't serve beer until 1 PM. It was still business class (at least to and from Atlanta to BA) and do you know how much free booze I can drink in business class? Food was pretty good too. Several of the flight attendants, who are primarily there for my safety, were cute and one even actually gave me a woody. There was one homosexual but even he wasn't a flaming homosexual like I usually see on United. And, the ass width of all the Delta FAs put together didn't equal one American FA. Dikembe Motombo sat next to me on the EZE-ATL leg. Fucker's huge.
Nyah, nyah, [b]NYAH[/b]
[QUOTE=Dickhead]Dikembe Motombo Sat next to me on the EZE-ATL leg. Fucker's huge.
Nyah, nyah, [b]NYAH[/b][/QUOTE]I thought posting about alternative life style adventures is against forum rules.
Not that there is anything wrong with it of course.
Yes due to seniority, all the deep SA, Europe, Japan flights are staffed by dinosaurs with expanded luggage compartments! Expept a buddy of mine who is normally the 1st class purser, but has 15 yrs seniority. By contrast fly an asian airline that has no union rules and notice all the nice pretty young lasses! Never the less, fat asses or not, I enjoy the lay flat sleeper seats on the 1st class flight on AA (B-777 ) from Miami, plus I usually spend the day in Miami fucking my EX cuban girlfriend while her FIANCEE is at work!
Had Daniela from Jaz, formerly of Ness, over for her first dinner. Split pea soup with ham and a fruit and nut salad with what I felt was a fairly successful honey lemon sauce with nutmeg. Garlic toast and of course beer. Booted her out around midnight and then met up with a local gentleman to do some light mongering. Went to Hot Point to check up on Erika. She was there with an allegedly 21 year old friend from Uruguay (Colonia) who seemed nice. I saw no point in buying Erika a drink but I did stick my tongue down her throat and feel her ass. She is supposed to call this afternoon but my dance card is kinda full. In Hot Point, the bartender pissed me off by charging me 20 pesos for a Heineken after I clarified that beers were 15. He said that is only for Quilmes. Whatever. I probably won't be back to that place and I don't think it is going to make it. We were the only two guys in there.
Then to Catto's where Rosie was very anxious to leave with me. I was not as anxious so I bought her a drink and messed around with her for a while. She is going to come over tonight to suck down the rest of the split pea soup, and I'll probably throw in a salad. She wants my special rice but since the soup already has potatoes in it, I don't think I will do that.
Then off to Jaz where Daniela was curiously absent. I asked her friend, the haughty Carolina, about that but she dummied up. Fine. That gave me license to leave with the Savage Beast, who promised she would be gentle. Yeah right. I'm all bit up now. She also said not to pull her hair this time but I did it anyway and she likes it. She says she doesn't really have a kid and is really 28 and that most everything she's ever told me is bullshit. Fine by me. I was out of pesos so I gave her $45 US. BTW she says that some gringos spent 3000 pesos in Jaz the other night buying tequila shots for her and her friend whose name I don't recall but whose ass I felt for free while the SB was changing her clothes. Said they gave her and what's her name $300 US a piece. And guess what? She says that the chicas think guys like this are idiots, and they don't respect them. She also said that the more money a guy pays her, the less good of a fuck he is likely to be.
I'm gonna take a hooker on the road with me. I'm not saying who. I was thinking of how much to offer her and I made a low ball offer of 100 p per day and she said fine. I was surprised. Our deal is that if she gets sick of me or I of her, I just pay her bus fare back to BA. Of course in the meantime I will be paying all the expenses. That's fine. There is no incremental hotel cost and the bus fares aren't that bad. I bet it lasts about a week.
Maybe I will be able to get in some mongering in the northern provinces, and if so I will report. Maybe I will just fuck this gal several times a day until I get sick of her. It all depends.
[QUOTE=Dickhead] Dikembe Motombo Sat next to me on the EZE-ATL leg. Fucker's huge.[/QUOTE]Weird. I Sat next to him on a Business class flight last year. He made his family sit in back.
I shoved the rest of the split pea and ham down Rosie's throat, and then shoved a few other things down her throat. We are getting to the point of having frequent simultaneous orgasms, which is something I really like. Then we played some cribbage and had a nice chat. Those of you who know me fairly well are aware that I have a sociological interest in all of this and am also trying to write a book about it.
As I've written before, Rosie is always talking about wanting a boy friend to take care of her. I said that she probably wasn't going to find a serious boy friend in the boliches. She said, "Well, where, then?" I said, "What about in your neighborhood," and she looked at me like I was from a different planet. "No hay nadie in mi barrio." I didn't really understand that. She explained that everyone (whether older or younger than she) was married and had kids. She claims she has never lived with a guy. We talked about what that was like; I said I had found it very difficult the times (4) I had tried it.
So then I was telling her about the latest ex-favorita's success in finding a "real boyfriend" in one of her neighbors in her building. She asked if the guy knew that the ex-fav was a hooker and I explained that he first had assumed that she was, since she left the building late in the evening each day, well dressed, but that she had convinced him otherwise. The ex-fav told the BF that she works in an old folks' home and is the supervisor and so must dress nicely. Rosie said, "What if he wants to visit her or call her at work?" I said the ex-fav had told the BF that where she worked was fairly far away but that I had expressed the same concerns. Rosie said, "El es un boludo."
Then I said, "But Rosie, you don't live anywhere near Catto's, so why would anyone in your neighborhood know you are a hooker?" I really didn't think I was particularly naïve at this point in my life, but I guess I am. She looked at me like I had recently fallen off a turnip truck and said, "Everybody in my neighborhood knows I am a hooker; I don't have a husband and I send my kid to a private school." It was starting to sink in but I still didn't quite get it. "But you leave for work every night. Couldn't you have a regular job that is paying for that?; you live with your grandma." "Toro, I never finished secundaria and everyone in the neighborhood knows that. What job could I have that would pay for a private school?"
Okay, I think I get it. Now off to the northern provinces with another hooker who didn't finish high school for another sociology lesson. I've prepared strawberry pancakes to get the trip off on the right foot. I really enjoy getting to know these nice young hookers on a little bit closer level but not close enough to where their problems are my problems. Honestly, I never thought I would be able to arrange my life to where I was getting this much pussy with so few other problems in my life. Brahma is up to 1,95 a quart and that is the most serious problem I face. I keep having to pinch myself to make sure I am awake and not dreaming.
One other funny thing to add: Night before last when I went to a few boliches with my porteño friend, every time he was out of earshot, the chicas I knew would say, "Wow, Toro; your friend speaks really good castellano." They just [b]assume[/b] that anyone who is with me is another guy from the US. Several were quite embarrassed when I said, "Obvio porque creció acá en Buenos Aires." Keep in mind most of them were [b]not[/b] raised in BA.
I know this is not on topic, but I don't know where to post. I will be in Mendoza in September and was reviewing the on-line version of one of Mendoza's newspapers, Diario Uno. They had a long listing of services under Saunas but I was confused by the pricing.
I am posting some examples here:
850,00/ 50,00 "Sexo Tántrico why kamasutra". Para gente que entiende, acariciá el placer en su máxima expresión. 4259217.
$800,00/ 30,00 "Bellísimas universitarias". Rubias, morochas, pelirrojas; nos encontrás donde ya sabés! "4259217" con la cálides de siempre.
$750,00/ 60,00 "Nenas exóticas, dulces, fogosas". Solo para gente que entiende. Disfrutá del show lésbico. "4259217" Buenísima atención.
$700,00/ 50,00. Todo el placer, bebotas creadas para los mejores momentos. Desde 20 (2x1) masajes. 4254258 (hoteles)
$700,00/ 30,00. ¡¡Absolutamente Hermosas! Masajistas, querés relajarte? ¡¡Si!; besos, mimitos, sexo libre why. Un café. 4231799. Animate! 4231799
$680,00/ 30. Atractiva Betiana. Morocha (130-70-100) ¡Pechos reales! Para maduros. Lunes a viernes 9/ 19 hs. 4203497. Privado.
What is with the first pricing? For 24 hours?
Thanks for any clarity you all can add.
[QUOTE=Wine Lover]I know this is not on topic, but I don't know where to post. I will be in Mendoza in September and was reviewing the on-line version of one of Mendoza's newspapers, Diario Uno. They had a long listing of services under Saunas but I was confused by the pricing.[/quote]If you go to mendoza, tell to any local to mark-up for you the "5th section" in downtown. You will be able to find some cutties SW's around that area.
Enjoy Mendoza ground of good wine.
Well, one place to post it might be the Mendoza section.
I am back and happy to report that I survived 10 days with my hooker friend, being together virtually non-stop, and it went pretty well. I had to lay down the law in Córdoba but once she got it in her head who was in charge, it was fun. What little I have to report on the mongering scene, I will put in the section for the appropriate cities. We got as far as Salta, which is a very nice town. She gave me pussy every day except for two days of heavy menstruation, during which she blew me several times. She did stroke my dick on those bus rides which were not too crowded, but I could not get her head down in my lap. I paid for all the essentials of the trip but not her personal bullshit like getting her hair cut or chewing gum. I bought her two t-shirts and a sweater to the tune of about 70 pesos. We split up yesterday morning so she could go visit family in Bumfuck, Santiago del Estero province. As mentioned earlier, I gave her 100 pesos a day.
She taught me a lot of new slang. By the end of the trip, I was no longer El Toro Rojo but El Sapote or El Sapote Mugroso. She, in turn, was Chinita. "Vení, Chinita, y chupá el chotito." We laughed our asses off on this trip, especially after I became Bolivian in Córdoba. All the bus rides (I paid her way back to BA even though she didn't come back with me; that was part of our deal), meals for two at whatever restaurant we felt like, mostly three star hotels, three nights on the town with live music, taxis, activities, blah blah blah, for eleven days cost me 2800 pesos. Throw in 1000 for her and it was pretty darn cheap for that length of trip.
Fifteen hours on a bus (the ride back from Santiago del Estero) is kind of a drag but not nearly as bad as a fifteen hour plane ride. Four movies, eight beers and a big glass of whiskey (3 pesos in some truck stop in Bumfuck, Santa Fe; San Lorenzo, I think it was) and we rolled into Retiro. Almost everybody else got off the bus in Liniers. 99% indigenous people on the bus, some speaking in what I think was Quechua. Didn't sound like Guaraní. Lots of small children, which surprisingly we did not encounter on the other segments. Much better behaved than American kids would have been, though.
After 8 days of intense mongering in Sao Paulo, my friend and I arrived at Recoleta in the afternoon. It felt like home! Around 9 PM, Jackson, Sil and few other friends met at my place and we all went out to dinner to Campo Bravo, in Las Cañitas. Outside waiting time was reasonable and we were offered complimentary wine while waiting. Resaturant was jam packed on a Saturday night. The food was great and most importantly there were a lot of eye candies. We all said good-bye to each other around 2 AM.
I was feeling very tired from all this traveling. So I wanted to stay in Reloleta and opted for Madahos. I was instantly disappointed with the collection. It may have something to do with Sao Paulo. I spent all these nights in high end clubs there where women are truly gorgeous. So Madahos was an instant letdown. Anyway, I was looking for one particular girl in Madahos, who I met here last year. I couldn't find her. I was not interested in anybody else and left the club little after 4 AM. Made a pit stop at Newport for 5 min and went home and hit the sack immediately. This is the first time, I went chica-less in BsAs on my first night.
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