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| June
28, 1999 |
| If I can add my
2 cents, please let me do it now while I
think I have the nerve. My name is Jonathan
[ okay, that's not my real name but that's
what I told everyone] I had my wedding day
all planed for last October and as my final
getaway as a single man it was suggested
that I go to Rio. Okay, no laughing at me
just yet. [ At least not out loud. ] I had
heard about Rio and all of those women.
I had even seen an adult video of the escapades
that go on. It was too good to be true.
So when my doctor friend offered to pay
for my trip as a last hurrah before it was
time for me to " bite the bullet " [ His
words, not mine ] How could I say no. I
should have. Let me explain. I thought that
whatever happened, I was a man and could
handle it. Picture the energy during an
extreme head on collision. The women in
Rio were as ready for me as I was for them.
My first night there, I went to Help Discotheque.
All during the day, some of the guys there
were asking me if I was " gettin' some Help
tonight " Help is considered" Ground Zero"
for night action. I got Help alright. I
went in and was I was totally blown away.
Never, and I mean, never have I seen so
many stunning, available women in one place.
I felt like the proverbial kid in a candy
store. SO many choices. All flavors of women.
Vanilla, Cappicino, Butter Pecan, Milk Chocolate,
Mocha, and Dark Chocolate and all so delicious
looking. I ended up with a Mocha flavored
honey named Fraja. She was as tall as I
was. She was 22 years old. And a body right
out of a tease magazine. The kind that I
knew I could never have here in the states.
We danced a while. [ Something I never do
when I am home. ] As the song goes, I guess
I was " pretty fly for white guy ". To be
honest, Fraja taught me things. I thought
I knew everthing. I never even thought about
it before it happend, but I had never made
love in the shower. It is exhilirating.
I told my doctor friend about it the next
day [ of course he went with me ] He was
not suprised. The women love the water.
Ocean, Beach, or Shower. If I didn't have
a fiance at home, I am almost certain I
would have tried to have Fraja come back
home with me. We stayed together 3 days.
We spent time on the beach. We went to restaurants.
And at night, each time was better than
the last. Yes, I'm married now. But not
a week goes by that I don't think of Fraja
and the fun time I had. I should just "
Blame it on Rio" . Am I ever gonna go back?
I'd better not. I don't know if I would
ever come back home." |
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