Don't even think about it
Hey Billy,
Please please please know that your are threating in very thin ice. First know this is a very bad idea, I have had a 3 friends, who have brought back women: one from Colombia and two from Argentina. They tell me it is the biggest mistake of their life.
How can you even consider a women who gets laid 300 to 400 times a year from diffrent strangers any good. If they find a "bobalicon" to take them to the US. And make her feel like a lady, of course they'll take it.
These are money hungry women who will add fuel to the fire when they see america's vain style of life in some area.
In all three cases these sluts took my friends for everything they had ad left then holding the back.
Bigger better deal. Is exactly what they wanted.
Beside why on God's green earth would you want to get married to a hooker or otherwise when you can have a diffrent 19 yr old beauty everyday.
By the way bobalicon means half Bobo and half Maricon.
Why
Attempt to Marry a Chica?
Greetings,
I been pondering weather to share my tale of lost love in BA, but I think it will be both healing and conversational, so here goes. Please try to be compassionate and wait to hear the whole story before we jump to judgement. Much thanks to this board for making my first trip to BA become a reality. Three Thanksgivings ago I had discovered the board by accident and was fascinated at what BA had in store for me. I spend the 30 days prior to leaving casually calling some internet gems, and I tried to make some dates for when I arrived. I struck it up with a very soothing voice and we had plans to meet on the Friday of 2003. She was beautiful in the picture and did not come across with the completo, fantasia, mi amor conversation. I had the feeling I made a date.
So after mucho miles in the air I arrived at the Hilton and was immediately dumbstruck with how much BA had to offer, Puerto Madero was magnifficent, Cabannas was awesome, and the prices were three years ago. Evening comes around and my girl was to be there at 8:00, shows at 9:30. So I open the door and gentleman I do not know if you know the feeling, but I was struck by lightning. She was beautiful as only Argentinan women can be. Jet dark hair, gorgeous face, young, and quietstyle of beauty. So we get a little acquanited she calls in for two hours, and then I find myself in bed with this gorgeous creature. She starts off by offering a BBBJ and it was like I was 17 again. I trembled with every move, her touch was incredible, and it was just a metter of time before I hit the roof. SO now I am used to my Russina ex girlfriend, Pamela Anderson type body, who would leave the bed and find a way to a most expensive shopping spree, but nooooo, my little honey is in my arms for no more than 5 minutes and proceed to go downtown again for what is still the BEST BJ in my life, 40 something. So now I am in heaven and say I want to see her the next day.
So for the next week I spend 7 days with her every night for unbelievable sex with kissing, laughter, dinners on Sunday night, room service, everything! Never asked for any money after the first two nights, we were just enjoying each other. Unbelievable right, should'nt happen. The street are tough, right? Moving along the last night I leave Sunday flight to Chi-town and my angel, my love, as we leave tears up as we get my bags. I ask for the home number, we say goddbye and I feel like a hit the lottery.
We speak during the next couple of weeks, it feels great, so I say "Hey I want to see you again, I am coming for Christmas"! Que Bueno, and here I am three weeks later for an even more exciting time. Most of the time we are in bed and I think on arriving on Friday late afternoon hit 7 orgasms when we left for a late brunch on Saturday. Real. SO it goes good for the whole week and again parting is like Romeo and Juliet. I am really to old to be feeling this great, but I am walking on air!
Get home we talk and I say look I really would rather you not be doing what you do, so let me send some little contribution for you and your son, you live with mom and step, and I want you for me. She says OK, I am here for you. We speak everyday and night and this thing feels great, f*$%^ ing great! My suggestion, not prompted at all. This is love, man.
Hey honey I want to come there for your birthday in February, so here Javier goes again. This time we take a couple of days and we go to Cordoba, rent a car go to La Cumbre, I find a romantic cottage and we are on our Lunar de Miel! Honeymoon. This feels like I met my half, not on spat yet, all love, I stay away from the past as best as I can, and it works. We fill out the fiancee forms and my baby is coming to live with me!
Speed it up a little, little turbelance in the summer. RED light warning unheaded. And now I am back September. First thing out of the mouth is I don't feel like I did before. WHat. So this I know is called isterica, I want you, I don't. I want you. I don't. Very popular with the natives her. So I say this is our week to be husband and wife. Boom it works and another week of absolute bliss. Intimate apparel, multilple o's, but really much more like goood couple sex than h sex. SO now I am in a beautiful apartment in Palermo Libertador, and most nights now we cook, lay on the couch, walk a litlle and mostly just love, touch, and care for each other. She was not one much for the Te amo words, but preferred to show or demonsatrate. Flawless face, body, and it was cute. Little age dif but here it seems to work.
Hope your OK so far, now I come dowm for November, Happy Aniiversary, and meet the kid, great, but she needs a little push for the final Fotos for the passport. Months go by and Boom, accepted fiancee Visa, which by the way was self filled out no lawyer BS, the SA US embassy was direct and thorogh with their part and it was not the big deal that has been painted to be, for us. She did her part with the policia, and medical and the interview went fine. She must have wanted to come. We also got approval from the child's father to come. Documents through a lawyer. Second red light ignored.
So now after about a year a half I have tickets for March for my beauty to come. I see her at 7:00 AM in Miami and I think I am going to faint. We are together to try to make it work. First couple of night, like the marriage I wished I had. Unbelievable. The kid is in school and it is kind of working. She stays up until 1:00am putting the son to bed and after washing etc. I am now going to sleep most night now at 3:00 or more. School at 7, so now we nap in the day together. My life is slipping away. Dinners are great, family is happening, only one thing seems clear to me. She is not in love with me. We all know when the change happens, never really know why the switch is pulled, but I know. Little things like she asks usually for nothing, but now for $20 for mom to keep the phone number, or her friends emailing saying can't wait to see you again. So my love is slipping from me. I ask if she wan't to stay and be married (phrase here is idiota, but love is blind) and she smirks and says are you kidding me? Here. It did not help that I somehow I still had my Platynum page, and yes she did catch me one day, she says that was the deal breaker, but I think it was over before then. So one day in June of 05 she is out of here.
We speak for a while after and I say I am coming again November 05 to see her one more time. New apartment Sante Fe 2800 penthouse and I am like a heroin boy who can't wait for the knock on the door. I see her the first moment and it was like the first time again. Dinner with kid, and we now make love, unprotected int the hope of making a family together. IQ 65 thank you.
Go to far away zoo, and again feeling a little distance. SO we get back around 5 and for the 10th time she says she feels nothing for me. Bummed would sum it up. My fault really, she tried to say and I did not listen. SO for the balance of the week we talked a little and I was ordering in and Sante fe 1707 and it was OK, but no where near what I had before, not even close.
So the last night I asked could she please spend the night if in fact this was the last time we would see each other, and she says she was nauseous. Idiota believes wow honey I hope you are carrying our child! In 6 days thank you.
No show, until the last 30 minute in BA. She came from far, and I can stil feel her lips on mine for what turned out to be our swan song last breath kiss. Try to call a little later and it appears she moved out two months later to be on her own.
Now this past April 06 I go to BA, trip 7, and now I am mongering like everyone else. Four hands was great for two hours and I asked what the locals ask for the relax part for the whole hour, it is allowed and I did enjoy it! I tried Black, no take out and a BG girl Karla who sucks the paint off the walls, but alas no love. The PS to the story is I call the Mom, she invited me over and I now see videos of the baby inside sonogram, that my love is carrying, a boy gentleman. My mind races over waht are my rights, if she does not want to see me the baby should have the right to, etc. What would you do? Act like an NBA player or be the man. So it was a good week, not like any of the previous weeks, but BA in a different form. I was not loved while I was there, but still a much better time than in Ft. Lauderdale or so.
So my key question is, can I return after this experience. Still after the lies, the avoidance, the rejection, I still either love the city or the memories of her? I have plans to come November 06. But wondering if there is still a good time to be had. It is not like it is around the corner, right. SO a little gentle guidance or comments wouuld be appreciated. I hope the post does not become a laughing joke around the crew. Thanks for taking the time to listen. PPS. The baby is from the father of the first son. She is now living with him and his drinking and drug habits are f#$@ing it up for everybody. My poor sweety. Baby is OK, but it would appear to be the wrong door to me.
Javier