Several times throughout the flight, the attendant requested that the laptop be returned over the PA system. As we flew, I replayed my actions in my head to try to determine when the folder had been grabbed. I had been using the computer early on near the gate, and I remembered stuffing it tightly back into the backpack, so it was definitely grabbed by someone in the lobby. It could have been grabbed during moments I had drifted off to sleep, but I was sitting near many other people, so that would have been an extrememly bold and risky move likely to wake me as the bag was near my feet. Then I thought of the PDA, I removed the folder while lookng around for the PDA. I had trouble finding it, so it was probably taken while I was distracted and fatigued. Since the flight was boarding I planned to just find the PDA on the plane and rushed off. However it was taken wasn't really going to help me now, so I started making plans on replacing the lost equimpment and information.
A round of applause appeared in the plane as we touched down. Supposedly the pilots of the local Dominican airlines are not the steadiest flyers, so refief and clapping when landing are customary. Unfortunately, there had been no tips and nothing turned in despite the threat of searches at customs when we landed, but while we were getting off the plane, the attendant up ahead made a promising hand gesture. We were standing in first class when he produced the red folder and had me open it to check it. I immediately removed a fitness magazine that wasn't mine, and the attendant handed it to a passenger sitting in the row in front of us. I was told that the passenger was deaf, so he didn't hear the announcements. I was elated to have my laptop back and the attendant had promised there would be no repercussinons if it was voluntarily returned, so I didn't bother asking any questions, but I could hear another attendant asking the first how the passenger really came into possession of my things.
A small group of men in colorful hats greeted us with lively music and a "Thanks for your Tips" sign as we walked down the hall towards immigration. I filled out and purchased the required tourist card for $10, was quickly processed through immigration, and waved through customs. A crowd of taxi drivers waited for us outside, and as promised, the Voramar driver was there with my name on his sign.
Salvador was very friendly and provided me with interesting information as we drove to Sosua from Puerto Plata. We arrived at the Voramar in probably less than 30 minutes. The ride was free and saved me a $15US fare that most airport taxi drivers charged, but Salvador disappeared before I could give him a tip and I never saw him again.
I had hoped to change my reservation to only a few days, but instead paid for the length of my trip in advance to fulfill my reservation at the manager's request. I had a great rate of $30US per night including fees, so it was no big deal even though I knew I wouldn't be using the room every night. The room had a safe with a key based lock, but was not big enough for my compact-sized laptop. There was no phone, no fridge, and the bathroom faucet leaked, but otherwise the room seemed decent for the price.
I grabbed a few things including a map I printed from online and found my way to the Sosua Palace. I initially walked past it which I realized when I saw the Europa, so I backtracked and found it hidden up an unpaved dirt road. I didn't know I had found it until I asked the name of the building from a lady that was about to walk in.
A small group of men were chatting with a few ladies when I entered in the late afternoon. They were friendly and greeted me. I immediately recognized Soronji from photos posted on various websites. The second I recognized but couldn't recall her name, it turned out to be Mercedes. The third I didn't reconize at all, this was Jahaida.
I was very surprised by the Palace, it was very unlike what I had expected. Besides being unmarked outside, there was no bar, no restaurant, and no office nor reception desk. I suppose I could have known about this if I read more closely about the Palace beforehand, but you tend to assume things regarding hotels when you've traveled somewhat frequently. They had what looked like it could be very small bar if they spent a lot of time fixing it up, but it was simply a small lounge area for the guests and any ladies that happened to be around.
I hung out for a while, talking a little bit but mostly listening. When the men started to disappear, the ladies started to turn their sights towards me, asking if I wanted a chica for fiki-fiki (FEE-kee FEE-kee). None of the three really appealed to my particular tastes, but I wanted to start the trop off right so I debated between the three in my head for awhile.
Mercedes looked like the most fun of the bunch, I found her face to be attractive, but her stomach stuck out slightly and was somewhat of a turn-off. Soronji's face looked better in person than in the photos, but she was 5 months pregnant and it was obvious. Jahaida was the skinniest and looked pretty when she smiled, but her staight face looked a bit masculine to me and she was perhaps too skinny.
Mercedes disappeared before I decided, so the obvious choice seemed to be Jahaida. Soronji must have known because she then got close where she whipped out her left breast from her shirt and sexually flicked out her tongue. At close range, her stomach disappeared, so Soronji would successfully sell me on a Happy Hour, the Dominican term for a threesome for 1000 pesos or $28US each, twice what I could have negotiated for a Happy Hour according to a regular I spoke with later.
We stepped outside where we caught two motos back to the Voramar hotel. The rate for that distance should be about 20-30 pesos, less than $1 US, but I gave them 50 pesos each not sure of what to pay yet. The man at the desk requested their IDs, the one and only time IDs were requested from ladies I brought back, perhaps because it was still daylight out and other guests were around. The rest of my female companions were brought in the late evening. I did see they collected them from other guests in the daytime as I saw where they were placed while I was sitting down when I checked in.
Photos: Soronji/Jahaida 01 02 03 04 05 06
Soronji's pregnant body was not the best to look at, but she had a highly talented tongue and gave an incredible BBBJ. Jahaida kissed me while Soronji climbed on top. I was only planning on a BJ from Soronji, but she was already up there and working away. We soon switched condoms and Soronji went to the bathroom while I climed on top of her friend. Jahaida was not really into the sex or was too inexperienced, so I didn't think too much of her. I climbed off Jahaida after a stretch of relatively monotonous sex, at which point Soronji pulled off the condom and started in with another round of an excellent BBBJ. She attempted to get me off with her mouth and hand, and nearly succeeded, but unfortunately was unable. I didn't want to enter Soronji again, so I slapped another condom back on and started back into Jahaida. I worked my way to an orgasm to which Jahaida had little emotional response. We all got dressed again after being in the room for about an hour and I paid the ladies their 1000 pesos each. We caught a couple motos back, Soronji got dropped off on the way while Jahaida and I returned to the Palace. No one was around, so I rounded the corner and walked down the street in search of a restaurant.
I passed a number of small bars on the way. At one of the larger ones, I met a lady with a pretty face named Sophia who waved me down as I was walking. She had a little bit of a stomach, like it mattered after having had sex with a lady 5 months pregnant not too long before, but she was still attractive. I took note of the name of the place, the Merengue Bar, and promised Sofia I would come back to talk to her later.
I didn't have to walk long before I reached the end of the block where I recognized a restaurant whose name I recalled as being well recommended. I walked up the steps of the Morua Mai where I was greeted and taken to a seat. Another young gentleman and his gorgeous young date were seated near the entrance, but most of the guests seemed to be what we would probably call "normal" tourists. For dinner, I ordered some French Onion soup and Spaghetti Bolognese. The soup was topped with a cheese covered roll, and the spaghetti was served along with bowls of additional sauce and a dish of Parmesan cheese. Near the end of my dinner, a couple of other young ladies came into the restaurant where they were seated within my sights at about 2 o'clock. The taller of the two had a beautiful face and a was almost overly well endowed. We exchanged glances, but I didn't see her smile until I was getting ready to leave. I wasn't uncomfortable with approaching ladies in relatively nice restaurants, so I just hoped that I would see her again in my 8 day visit.
I started walking back and received a number of glances and smiles, but the ladies were relatively few and I didn't see many that particularly caught my fancy. Sophia was still hanging around and came to near the sidewalk when I was walking by. Another lady with a more beautiful face and what appeared to be a better body sat staring at me with her mouth open next to where Sophia had vacated her seat. Sophia caught me looking back and mentioned that the other girl was her sister. I chatted with Sophia for another minute before moving on, waving to the both of them as I walked off. I soon found a moto and caught a ride back to the Voramar hotel where I plopped down on the bed to catch up on some needed rest before the night's festivities.
I got back up around 10:30pm to get dressed and ready. The roads leading to the High Caribbean disco (referred to by most as High Caribe) were dark, but I still walked them and arrived within about 10 minutes. A group of taxi drivers were gathered in front of the club. I walked past them and up to the opening where a young lady collected 50 pesos (a little over $1 US) for a cover charge.
At shortly after 11pm, the club was still relatively empty. A few ladies and gentlemen were scattered here and there, but there was still plenty of space to walk, talk, and dance. I walked around to explore the place. A large part of the room consisted of a dance floor that was in the center. A short distance to the right were some steps that led to a small balcony level and the DJ booth. Two large bars could be seen ahead and to the right past the stairs, while a smaller bar was visible to the immediate left. Between the small bar and the bar ahead was a bride spanning part of a pool that continued outside, with exits near both ends of the bridge leading outside. A few chairs and tables were set up outside around the pool. The restrooms were on the left side, just past the exit near the small bar. Another small bar beneath a gazebo was located in front of the right side exit, and to the right of this was a covered area containing a small restaurant and bar. A large illustrated menu took up a large portion of the wall between bottles of booze and the entrance to the kitchen.
Tattoo (not his real name), a guy that I met earlier at The Sosua Palace arrived and we spent some time talking about various countries we have visited. The disco started filling up as we talked. There were attractive ladies here and there, but one blond in particular caught my eye. Tattoo didn't see anyone that really interested him, but he talked and hung around with one lady he knew well from past trips and regularly provided him with a pleasant time.
The young blond lady and I exchanged glances and smiles as Tattoo and I continued talking. In my opinion, she was very clearly the most precious jewel of the club so far for the evening, so I approached and introduced myself. Jenny and I clicked immediately, and soon found ourselves drinking together and dancing on the dance floor. She had a bubbly personality with a permanenent smile fixed to her face and often let out cute girlish shrieks. She was very sexual while dancing, we often kissed and spent most of our time grinding rather than dancing in any manner appropriate for a younger audience.
We broke for some air and more beers after a while. Jenny was drinking a beer and only slept a short distance away from me when another lady that had tried to propostition me earlier tried to cut in. She had stopped me earlier in the evening while I was exploring the club, and I excused myself saying I may talk with her later...well she interpreted now as later and didn't seem to care much that I was with a lady much more friendly and attractive. I was polite at first, but this one was persistent and Jenny started to get upset, so I had to almost get up and walk away before she left us alone.
We danced for a short while longer near the table we had grabbed before I asked Jenny if she wanted to come back with me to the Voramar. She happily agreed and we left without discussing the price. The moto got us there within a couple minutes where the night manager unlocked the door and let us in without checking ID.
Photos: Jenny 07 08 09 10
Videos: Jenny Dancing 1 Jenny Dancing 2
The sex that followed with Jenny was incredible, she was enthusiastic and passionate with lots of DFK and a great BBBJ. We made love twice within a couple hours before falling asleep in each other's arms. Jenny was a perfect ending to my first day in the Dominican Republic.
Vladimir
Links:
Voramar Hotel
High Caribbean Disco
Morua Mai Restaurant
Sosua Map
Sosua Palace Hotel
