RIO – Day 8


And the rains came. I am getting curious to just how big a cubit is. The rain is great for sleeping; the rain sucks for getting around. Nothing meaner than an older Brazilian woman with an opened umbrella…your life is at risk.
Yesterday it finally happened. There I was in terma 65. A short cutie is there, I catch her eye, well, she caught my eye as I was staring at her ample breasts. I mean very nice…super nice for Brazil….and all natural. We chat for a minute as I finish my beer and we head to a room. Alas, I have had better hand jobs … self-inflicted hand jobs…than this session was. Very little kissing, she did not care for the DATY, mechanical BBBJ with little, make that no enthusiasm, and I have seen a damp dish towel make more moves than she did. Alas, at least I got the one bad one out of the way. Beware if Denisha at 65…cute, nice rack…also needed some female hygiene help....end of story.
Great dinner at Napoli´s. Good food, good company, good service…what more can you ask for and at these prices.

It is still raining this morning.

The bars are dry inside.


Life is wonderful