The next day I had a couple of less-than-memorable citas. I don’t remember this one’s name, she was very attractive but just so-so in the room. YMMV. No photos from the second.
Photos: Forgettable 46 47 48 49
I did get together with Kitty as I had promised. She speaks English fluently, and I enjoyed talking with her. First thing she did was pour herself half a glass of vodka. She was a little spun out because her sister had promised to baby-sit for her, and had flaked, making her almost two hours late.
I had heard she had a reputation for getting out of control on various intoxicants, but that was not my experience with her in this early afternoon cita. The vodka calmed her down, and we had a very good session. I did taste a bitter substance while DFKing, no doubt some of Colombia’s finest. She has a really beautiful face, but some of her tattoos are bizarre. She is tall, with a model-slim body—no doubt the white powder helps. I’d like to repeat with her, might even spend an evening with her.
Photos: Kitty 50 51 52 53 54 55 56
On Saturday we had the pool party. One of the guys instigated it, posting notices and putting out the word on the chica grapevine. He asked for donations from the rest of us, but I think spent a couple hundred bucks more than he took in. It was a wild, fun event—the kind of thing that more than justifies staying at the Mansion. There were easily twice as many chicas as guys, and more than enough liquor for all. Roberto offered cash prizes for a variety of contests, trying to spread money around so the chicas who didn’t get a guy at least got some cash.
There were all kinds of games, some intended to “loosen up” the chicas (as if they needed it). There was the who-can-drink-five-shots-of-tequila-fastest contest, with half a dozen contestants. Another was for the chicas who volunteered to taste five shots, and identify what kind of liquor it was (or something, I didn’t completely understand what they were supposed to do other than get drunk).
And then there was the banana contest, basically who could give a banana the sexiest bj. One chica peeled it sensuously, licked around the tip a bit, then suddenly put the whole 5-6 inches straight down her throat (alas, she didn’t do that to me when I was with her). Another licked each segment of peel as she separated it, then put the banana into her pussy. There was the best/sexiest dancer contest, and some other games that I wasn’t sure exactly what they were. There was some kind of a whipped-cream-eating-off-each-other contest when the party moved down into the club below at dark. I heard that it was the wildest contest, but I had left to go to a good restaurant and missed it. The party was continuing in the club when I came back, and went on until late. More games, and Roberto handing out more cash
Yaritza showed off her new breasts, and had me feel them and photo-document them for her. Nice, she had been kinda flat a month ago.
Photos: Yaritza 57 58 59 60
Photos: Yaritza & Catalina 61 62
I flirted with girls I had been with before, and with new ones I hadn’t. I added six or seven chicas to my FB collection and got a bunch of phone numbers. I took photos of their face so I would know whose number it was—easy to loose track with so many.
This girl—Tania—gave me her phone number but wouldn’t let me photograph her face. I still got a photo to remember her by:
Photo: Tania 63
Luna hooked onto me and spent a lot of the afternoon turning me on. She had been on my repeat list but I rarely saw her around, so I was glad to be with her. We danced at times, and she ground into me as we watched the various games throughout the afternoon. It added to the fun. Eventually we went to my room, where she delighted me one more time. Alas, no photos of this very sexy spinner.
Sindy was looking good at the party.
Photos: Sindy 64 65
Pucca Garcia was showing off her wares:
Photos: Pucca 66 67
The food was excellent and relatively inexpensive. I made a point of getting filet mignon, baby beef, or equivalent for most lunches and dinners. Le Bourse in Rio Sur and Le Gris Cafe in Oviedo were my favorites, although they were substantially more expensive than the neighborhood restaurant in Laureles that I had frequented three years before. Still, a top-quality filet or baby beef dinner with drinks and desert, more than I could eat at once, was under $15-$17.
Deserts were pretty good too.
The other FB girl I hooked up with (besides Kitty) was Fabi Perez, a cute spinner. The guys told me she had a reputation for being a starfish when I mentioned I was meeting her. So I gave her detailed written instructions as to what I wanted her to do (my Spanish isn’t good enough to communicate clearly and specifically enough verbally). She followed instructions and made me happy, not at all a starfish. But jeez, 20 years old with 2 kids—she started at 15!
I saw Catalina one more time. She likes to pose. She has a boyfriend, and I saw him dropping her off at the Mansion one night. She said her job was OK with him.
Photos: Catalina 68 69 70 71 72 73
Photos: Catalina 74 75 76 77
There just wasn’t much time for too many others, since I had such a good connection with Leydi Johana. I spent 5 of my 8 nights with her, one unexpectedly when I came down to the bar after an inadequate, disappointing session and found her before someone else got to her. She dispelled my disappointment and restored my faith in Colombianas.
One night in the bar I ran into Krystal, whom I had noticed at the pool party; she had seemed very sexy. Although I was with Leydi Johana that night, I had a good time dancing with both her and Krystal, so I asked my date if she would mind if we took Krystal to the room. She said it would be fine, and had me make love with Krystal first.
Photos: Krystal 78 79 80 81 82
Leydi Johana was helping, but after a few minutes of my enjoyment I could see her change. Her face seemed to be clouded with jealousy, so I withheld my leche. After I quickly dismissed Krystal, we had a talk.
Leydi Johana said she had feelings for me, and was jealous that I was with Krystal. I told her she was special to me, and I meant it, so it was no problem to get send Krystal away. Maybe she really does have some special feeling for me; she certainly acted that way during our time together over the next several nights.
So, here we have the monger’s dilemma. We have an appetite for “new” even when what we have is completely satisfactory. Leydi Johana does not have the large silicone breasts that I came to Colombia for, but she is tall and slim with an otherwise sexy body. Her smile brightens up the room, and she is always smiling—she has a great attitude. I just plain enjoy being with her. Sexually, she is as good and satisfying a partner as I can find. So naturally I want to spend a lot of time with her.
Photos: Leydi Johana 83 84 85 86 87
She is a working girl (and a popular one); we haven’t discussed that we have other partners. And we probably won’t, as I am not moving to Medellin to be with her, and don’t care about her in a way to be concerned with her profession—in fact, I highly recommend her services to my fellow Hombres. She seems tolerant of my own mongering behavior so far (within limits), although that could change.
There are still all those sexy girlfriends on Facebook that I haven’t gotten to. I guess I’ll get to them more slowly, as I could be spending a lot of my time in Medellin in a fulfilling (sexual) relationship with Leydi Johana—as long as she’s willing.
So, meanwhile, I’m writing this in the Cathay Pacific lounge in Hong Kong, on my way to Angeles and Thailand, in the never-ending quest for “new.” (I procrastinated 4 months before posting this.) When I’ll see her again, I have no idea. But it will probably be within a year. Then we’ll see how she feels—and how I feel.