Nakom that was some funny shit...This guy in question thought she was a non pro because of the way she carried herself, also she said she doesn't hang out at ANY of the places on the strip. Well he found out she was a Picky "NON-PUTA".
Oh yeah, he did get suckered though....he gave her 3000rd and a bag of his only AND favorite candy....Peanut M&Ms....lmao
Thanks so much for this post...
I met one who I think is a non-pro, and works in a bar..(I already fucked her..but she has a gringo novio and feels bad when we fuck)
I really like fucking her..but it's not a sure thing.
I coulda been like the guy in your story on my next trip (sitting at her bar hoping to fuck during the day...and trying to sneak around at night)....
Fuck that..maybe 2000 pesos will help her feel better about it..
Now that I read the other posts..
I will answer the inevitable questions..
1. I have spent maybe $60 bucks total on 4 drinks/dinner/dates before I finally hit. This spanned 2 trips..and we talked occasionally over IM. I also brought her maybe $20 worth of gifts on the 2nd trip.
2. Yes the time investment was worth it...top 5 all time best pussy in my life..although I do wonder if it is so good because of anticipation/unknown/forbidden fruit. She really seems into her novio.
You been to the DR since when and you STILL dont speak any spanish....lol
Dude, you had me going for a minute as well! You are hilarious! I thought I was going to have to make a special trip back so we can bring you back to the light... and get you to one of those Sex-aholic Anonymous meetings.
Hi, my name is Ryatt... and I am a recovering sex addict... LMAO.
Ryatt...man, you got jokes!!!!!
Lick 'em good. Fuck 'em hard. Leave 'em breathless!
All my friends that met their spouse in a bar or where the woman worked in a bar had a rocky marriage and/or an eventual divorce. Not saying that things don't work out for some people, but I have not seen it. Nevertheless, I do fall head over heels for women in bars...its one of my biggest turn ons...
When I was a very young fella my Mom warned me to avoid Women who don't drink at all. Something about them avoiding lowered inhibitions and the ensuing burst of honesty as their bones all come tumbling out of the closet. So what did I do? Married a Woman who didn't smoke, drink and had never experimented with drugs of any kind.
It's not difficult to spin yourself an embellished existence for public consumption but living with another person every day will slowly undress your soul and she turned out to be (over the course of more than a decade) the most deceitful, selfish and conniving human being I've ever met.
Moral of the story: Listen to your Mom!
Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.
- Benjamin Franklin
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