Well, we had the bad out of the way,… now onto the good stuff. FL and BW were out trolling. Fl had a regular he was hooking up with and BW was in the hunt. Cman and I went to the Hotel Copacabana (amazing how I was attracted to that name) had a late breakfast and headed back for the casa.

Photo: Affectionate 02

Roadkill was out on Calle Cinco and we made several "right turns around the block"…(you see, you can't make many left turns in Cuba). First ones we saw were gone by the time we got there. Second one was a little stunner, blond, natural 34-36C's, yep…green eyes. Picture does not do her justice and she was very camera shy. She was a real beauty. I said this one was for me. He agreed and we continued. We got close to our casa and I suggested letting us off while he continued to scout for talent. She was real affectionate. Holding my hand, leaning her head against my shoulder, rubbing my arms. After last nights episode, this was a welcome respite. We got to our casa but unfortunately did not have any bikinis with us…OH DARN…? So, we put them in wife beaters and thong panties (Murasaki…It's a sleeveless see through T shirt). She was a little modest at first but when she saw the other girls dressed in similar attire, it was not a problem. The only problem was the pool. I swear it was at least 78 degrees. To them, it was frio????

After a few chicken fights in the pool and some grab assing with FL and BW's girls, we retired to our room.

Photos: Chicken Fight 03 04 05

What ensued was at the opposite end of the compendium from the previous night. No money discussed or asked for. Total GF experience. Great…make that awesome body…really pretty girl, 93 pounds, 5'3", little roll around the middle but nice when standing, great firm tits with puffy nipples, great BBBJ and tight as hell little pussy. I had to really go slow when I entered her her; multiple positions….whew..this was the Cuba I remembered.

When we finished, we walked back to the pool. There sat FL with his novia. I sat there proud as hell with my new find and conquest. Fl looks up and calls her by name. Reaches into his phone book and confirms he still has the right number for her. Mother F &*$#%@ had done her on a previous trip…so much for one upping this bastard.

She stayed with me for the rest of the day, went home to change, returned on time and stayed with me that night. The guys started calling her my wife. She was getting some nice "milestone" gifts out of my gig bag and we were getting into each other. Lots of showers, lots of DFK'ing, fucking in every position possible and a few she had not experienced (reverse Mish which she thoroughly enjoyed). She left and said she would be back at 3:00PM. At 4:00 she wasn't there and we went looking for other girls. (Ed. Note: Upon returning to the US, I was reviewing some old Cuba posts on this and another board. Sure enough, there she was. Reports on her were mixed and I must admit I might have passed based upon those reports had I put two and two together. As it turned out, she was very accommodating and pleasant with me. Being over 2 hours late wasn't a good move but it turned out to be a good move for me with the new found treasure)

Very good report. I am eagerly waiting for the next segment. Cuba seems like a lot of fun.

Sandman, I'm sorry to see you losing it dude, but I have to inform you that thong panties are not sleeveless, see-through t-shirts. They are skimpy pieces of clothing that wrap themselves around the ass and the crotch....

(LOL - I can't believe you remembered our wifebeater conversation! Damn that was a long time ago!)

LOL Mura...The (paren.) was referring to the wife beater T's in the same sentence. It was a good old memory of bygone banter on the board. How's the Tofu and sprouts these days?


Sandman

Wish I could afford tofu and sprouts. It's down to curds and whey these days. Unfortunately, no Ms. Muffin for dessert.

Sandman, I don't think I even remember your "affectionate" girl. Did I actually meet her?

OK, Mr. Chocolate Warrior. As usual, I'm sure you had a good time with her because you were packing fudge.

In the third chicken fight picture...
I'm trying to figure out what my girl was thinking as she was looking (down) at DG (with a puzzled? shocked? worried? look on her face). I think she's thinking, "damn! where's my magnifying glass when I need it?"

Did you happen to take any pics of my girl during that extraordinary dinner we had at the casa? Is it possible that none of us took pictures during the dinner???

Anyway, I still have a full nite of other girls to report on before getting to this incredibly good batch.