shredder
10-12-2008, 08:48 PM
Warning: This story does not include and mongering activity...just a gringo story about life in DR and meeting the family.
I was in Santiago last year and decided to meet some girls I found on the internet at an "Introduction Agency." To answer the first question...yes, they were all very nice girls and many are VERY attractive. But that's not why I'm sharing.
So I meet one girl. I find her attractive and decide to spend a few days getting to know her, go on dates, whatever. So she has 3 kids...I know, I know but she had a nice ass and huge tits. I will say that those kids were incredibly nice, respectful and a joy to be around. Turns out this girl has 11 brothers and sisters and I started meeting all of them...not at once but along the way I'd meet yet another one or two. So everyone in this family seems to be barely getting by. One sister has a hair salon in her house and she seems to be doing a little better. But then we go over to one brother's house for dinner and he is doing very well. His house is new and modern...there is prosperity all over this guy. He owns or manages a car parts place and the girl I'm dating works there part time. Anyway, I walk in the door and this guy and his wife are all over me. I mean they love me and are soooooo happy I'm dating their sister. I'm thinking...wtf? Why is this guy in love with me? Why is he happy to see some old lecherous gringo sniffing around his sister. I can see if the poor brothers and sisters were happy to see me but why this guy? In fact, the girl kept telling me everyday that her brother was asking for me and wanted to know how I was...hmmmmm.
So I spend most of my days with this girl in logistics hell. Gotta drive over to her sister's house to drop of this kid and then back to where she works and then go get her sister's daughter who is baby sitting for her youngest kid while her son goes to play basketball with the gringo church group that is in town. Then pick the son and his cousins up to bring them back to....you get the idea. And, of course, through all of this, I'm the ATM machine financing and facilitating all of this...phone cards, taxis, food, money for her mom, bus fair, yadda, yadda, yadda. And that's fine. I signed up for that and the...whatever...$200 is still way less than I would spend in the US dating some angry, cold gringa.
An aside...actually, the most fun I had during these days was playing basketball with her 12 year old son and his cousins. At the cousin's house they had a back patio and 10 ft wall. They found a scrap of plywood and bent a piece of rebar into a hoop and built their own basketball court. American kids would whine to their parents to install a regulation court and then never get off the couch to use it.
Another side story...The sister that had the salon was the real catch. She had an awesome body and quite the personality. When we would arrive to her house, there was some Dominican hanging around out front, Marino. So I would talk to Marino and then go in. A few days of this and I finally get the story. Marino is the sister's husband that she kicked out of the house and wouldn't let him back. The sister told me, "Marino was schtuuping a neighbor...one of my CLIENTS!!! I was styling her hair...and Marino was messing it up!!!!!":lol: :lol: She really was a kick in the ass...and an ass to die for.
So, other than the 2 on 2 basketball, I was loosing interest fast...though I did want to schtuup the sister. The girl I'm dating is friendly and nice and I respected her work ethic and her mothering abilities and her positive attitude...she never complained or whined once. But there was no affection developing and it got to the point where the only time she wanted to talk to me was when she needed money for yet another family member...never asked for anything for herself...I will say that.
So I turn her loose. Tell her that I respect her but I'm not interested in romance...it's not you it's me...yadda, yadda, yadda. Wow, did that ever get her attention. She is calling my hotel non-stop. She is calling the agency non-stop. She is calling the taxi driver that I'd come to trust non-stop. And her sister is calling...hmmmmmm. Anyway, I moved on.
But in reflection, I figured out why the prosperous brother and his wife were so happy to see me. As the ONLY prosperous brother among 11...all 10 of his brothers and sisters had him on speed dial for every problem that could be solved with money...which is every problem. The prosperous brother's wildest dream would be to be able to say, "Sorry, times are tight. Call Andrea's gringo boyfriend.";) ;) ;)
I was in Santiago last year and decided to meet some girls I found on the internet at an "Introduction Agency." To answer the first question...yes, they were all very nice girls and many are VERY attractive. But that's not why I'm sharing.
So I meet one girl. I find her attractive and decide to spend a few days getting to know her, go on dates, whatever. So she has 3 kids...I know, I know but she had a nice ass and huge tits. I will say that those kids were incredibly nice, respectful and a joy to be around. Turns out this girl has 11 brothers and sisters and I started meeting all of them...not at once but along the way I'd meet yet another one or two. So everyone in this family seems to be barely getting by. One sister has a hair salon in her house and she seems to be doing a little better. But then we go over to one brother's house for dinner and he is doing very well. His house is new and modern...there is prosperity all over this guy. He owns or manages a car parts place and the girl I'm dating works there part time. Anyway, I walk in the door and this guy and his wife are all over me. I mean they love me and are soooooo happy I'm dating their sister. I'm thinking...wtf? Why is this guy in love with me? Why is he happy to see some old lecherous gringo sniffing around his sister. I can see if the poor brothers and sisters were happy to see me but why this guy? In fact, the girl kept telling me everyday that her brother was asking for me and wanted to know how I was...hmmmmm.
So I spend most of my days with this girl in logistics hell. Gotta drive over to her sister's house to drop of this kid and then back to where she works and then go get her sister's daughter who is baby sitting for her youngest kid while her son goes to play basketball with the gringo church group that is in town. Then pick the son and his cousins up to bring them back to....you get the idea. And, of course, through all of this, I'm the ATM machine financing and facilitating all of this...phone cards, taxis, food, money for her mom, bus fair, yadda, yadda, yadda. And that's fine. I signed up for that and the...whatever...$200 is still way less than I would spend in the US dating some angry, cold gringa.
An aside...actually, the most fun I had during these days was playing basketball with her 12 year old son and his cousins. At the cousin's house they had a back patio and 10 ft wall. They found a scrap of plywood and bent a piece of rebar into a hoop and built their own basketball court. American kids would whine to their parents to install a regulation court and then never get off the couch to use it.
Another side story...The sister that had the salon was the real catch. She had an awesome body and quite the personality. When we would arrive to her house, there was some Dominican hanging around out front, Marino. So I would talk to Marino and then go in. A few days of this and I finally get the story. Marino is the sister's husband that she kicked out of the house and wouldn't let him back. The sister told me, "Marino was schtuuping a neighbor...one of my CLIENTS!!! I was styling her hair...and Marino was messing it up!!!!!":lol: :lol: She really was a kick in the ass...and an ass to die for.
So, other than the 2 on 2 basketball, I was loosing interest fast...though I did want to schtuup the sister. The girl I'm dating is friendly and nice and I respected her work ethic and her mothering abilities and her positive attitude...she never complained or whined once. But there was no affection developing and it got to the point where the only time she wanted to talk to me was when she needed money for yet another family member...never asked for anything for herself...I will say that.
So I turn her loose. Tell her that I respect her but I'm not interested in romance...it's not you it's me...yadda, yadda, yadda. Wow, did that ever get her attention. She is calling my hotel non-stop. She is calling the agency non-stop. She is calling the taxi driver that I'd come to trust non-stop. And her sister is calling...hmmmmmm. Anyway, I moved on.
But in reflection, I figured out why the prosperous brother and his wife were so happy to see me. As the ONLY prosperous brother among 11...all 10 of his brothers and sisters had him on speed dial for every problem that could be solved with money...which is every problem. The prosperous brother's wildest dream would be to be able to say, "Sorry, times are tight. Call Andrea's gringo boyfriend.";) ;) ;)