Early Riser - It’s Monday morning and I wake up @8:00 AM. WTF, I’m on vacation and want to sleep in and enjoy my Z’s. I realize that back home it would be 6:00AM, time I would be getting to get ready for work so it made sense. To take a positive spin on it, my time adjustment wouldn’t be as drastic plus I can enjoy more of the waking day in RIO.

I’m starting to get hungry and I haven’t been introduced to any of the restaurants nearby except Alcazar. I figured Alcazar wouldn’t be ready since it left an impression of being an afternoon till early morning type of place. In addition, I didn’t want to bother Ken and Don so early in the morning. I decide to go light and healthy. Since the supermarket was nearby, I’d get myself some inexpensive tropical goods that I’ve been craving for and would have been very expensive back home. I get cleaned up and prepped to head out with 30 Reais. Fortunately, I didn’t have far to go since o supermercado was two doors away and a farmacia was 3 away…should I get stop and get some vitamin V’s or Ci’s too, hmmm. Anyway, being very timid about my language skills, I go in as casual and low-key as possible in order to not attract much attention. I buy some small tasty bananas, tangerine, mango, and papaya. At the checkout, I try to be friendly and take the opportunity to practice my minimal Brazilian-Portuguese (B/P). “Bom Dia,” I say casually, the same way the cashier and preceding customers have done. Cool, a decent breakfast for under $10 Reais. I leave with a proud feeling because it was my first successful solo venture in a foreign place. Sometimes we need to do things like this in order to get more comfortable with and learn from our surroundings. Head back the apt. and feast to get my energy level up for the day.

I was getting ready to take a walk on the beach when BS and I start talking about women and touring Rio. I needed a more in-depth professional tour service compared to what was originally offered - Roberto taking me to the sites for 40 R/hr. BS was good enough to contact a friend of his that had been a tour guide and we discuss matters. It was a challenge talking to him and apparently he lived quite a distance away. After the discussion, he said he’d call back later to negotiate the fee after talking things over with his sister he was to take his sisters car. I didn’t seem to get a secure feeling about this.

It’s noon and BS’ friend, call him Vegas, shows up. We end up having lunch at another similar kilogram place. During lunch, one of BS’ recommendations shows up. According to him, under his tutelage, she had become an expert on BJ’s. Although highly skilled, she didn’t do it for me but she ended up with Vegas. Hoped he had a good time. After lunch, BS and I head to the computer place and farmacia. On our way, he introduces me to the smaller ‘apartment brothels’. We went to 3 or 4 of them and the women weren’t as good as the terma garotas. It was interesting to go to these since I’ve heard how inexpensive they are, however, the quality isn’t as good. At least that satisfied my other curiosity and one set of establishments to avoid. We head back to the penthouse while greatly appreciating what the termas have to offer…

It was @2 PM and I head over to see if Amerioca Tours was open. I was eager to find out what the agenda for the day was and to sort something out. Today I meet Geraldo, the man of the hour, who was working there and Pappasurf, also a key figure for interesting things to come. I tell Geraldo about my requirements in getting an adequate tour service – informative on the key sites and fluent in English. He makes a call to a guy named “Rogerio.” We settle for $100 US and confirm that he can satisfy my requirements and also has his own vehicle. Great, I secured a real tour for tomorrow, Tuesday for 10 AM. Great job Geraldo!

Loving the Attention - Ken and Don arrive. Ken had plans to take us to 4x4, a place that had been highly touted by a few guys yesterday at BS’ and in Bwana Dik’s guide. At his point, I was ecstatic and ready to better my previous garota experience. A bit later, we head out with Ken, Pappasurf, and I in the same taxi. We share some laughs, and bond. We arrive and settle the key, robe, and slippers deal. This time, I was less nervous and more prepared. We go inside the boite and the only thing that I can think of is “Wow! I wanna do half these girls now!” Cuties and Beauties! As I proceed to go further in, I’m appreciating the looks, smiles, and occasional feel by the darlings as I strut along. A guy should feel like a rock star in here. I scope the room to view the women. After a short while, I noticed one right beside me because of her cheery disposition, long sexy brown hair, tight body, and gorgeous brown eyes. So I say “Ola” just to break the ice. She smiles and I get to see her beautiful smile. At this time I’m turned on enough to proceed further. I gotta session with this girl not because she’s attractive but because she reminded me off this cute chick I know, who just wants to be friends with me. Well, Rio is about fulfilling your fantasies and that’s why I’m in it. :o) I excuse myself with Pappasurf and decide to take a seat on the couch and invite my lady friend. I got her name but forgot it, sorry. We qualify a few things and have a couple of laughs just to ease into things. I actually had to have Ken translate for a moment. I was kinda disappointed that she wasn’t as aggressive and ‘touchy feely’ like the girl in Luomo. I guess every girl is different but may also be a good barometer of how enthusiastic or affectionate she will be in the session. No big deal, let’s get it on. As we walk out, I just realized I made an ‘oversight’. I didn’t check her ass although she had a decent upper and lower body. It was a bit bigger and softer than I expected, whereas I liked firmer and smaller bundas. I’ll take this as a learning experience.

I like the cabines. There’s a shower/toilet stall and ample mirrors. You can take a shower and watch her too. Wicked experience :o) This is way better than going to a strip joint and watching a shower show, not that I’ve seen one. When she finished washing herself, we got down to business. LK and good BBBJ for first SOG. She cleans me up like an attentive nurse…nice touch. Much better treatment than the Luomo girl. Things are looking up. It was my turn to sample and explore her. When we switched roles, I had to give her a 10 for effort to get me going for the 2nd SOG. Decent FS with her doing most of the work because I wanted to see what skills she had. I have to say that these Brasileiras have that hip movement that really defines them. We clean up and head back down.

Love It When Things Cum Together - I return to the boite to catch up with the men. I see Pappasurf and exchange a few words. He starts expressing great interest on a garota that he wants to get acquainted with. I ask him why he doesn’t just approach her and he says that he would do it later. He wants to show me so we decide to casually walk by a group of garotas while trying to spot one in the blue bikini. While parading by, I make eye contact and smile at the beautfiful ladies. I didn’t notice her because I was focusing a brunette or blondy. We then walk on by again to return to our original spot but focusing on a blue bikini babe. I walk on by and make eye contact with a girl in a blue bikini. At the instance, she suspects something from me and I feel a lingering attention behind me. We get back to our spot and then I tell Pappasurf, “Yeah I saw her.” As I casually look over my left shoulder, I can see her talking with a couple of ladies while watching me but closer to me this time. I’m thinking, “I hope our eye contact gives her the ok to move in closer as these girls are quick on hints.” As I turn my head back into position, some nice chica taps me on the shoulder. I turn around and smile at her. Mumbled my Portuguese in greeting her and forgot the name. Ok I’ll have to stay cool and not overly-friendly so I don’t take too much of her time. Wish I knew more Portuguese so I can have a more meaningful conversation with her. Then my luck, Pappasurf’s eye-candy is just diagonally from me. The ‘tapper’ girl introduces me to her, forgot her name too, we exchange greetings. Everything is working as planned. I then introduce her to Pappasurf then I tell him, “there you go, talk to her :o).” That was just the beginning of a good week to come for him. As soon as the tapper sees what has happened and I seem disinterested, she taps me again and says goodbye. I in turn bid farewell with a smile…what a sweety. I just didn’t know what else to say.

As you can see, there was never a dull moment for me…always a story in development. What a euphoric day and more to come. For those reading, these may seem uneventful and not fulfill any high degree of excitement but it allows me to recount my trip. Every blow by blow account has a high degree of relevance in the total scheme of things and it gives me reminiscent pleasure and motivation to continue on writing with a purpose. I also hope that you can see that there are games played no matter how subtle, nevertheless, lessons always learned. There are more interesting things to come and the week gets better. I have just created most of the foundation for the week. I will post the continuation of this day soon…tchau.

Loving the report, Dean, but you're leaving out the meat and potatoes!!! There's a common thread running through your experiences that unites the whole thing. Your unaccomplished goal. Yes, I'm talking about "the line," I taught you. This is no time or place to be embarrassed! Remember what I said on the way to 4x4? A man should be proud enough to stand up for his perverse and twisted desires! You're already going to hell, at least leave a record of the ride ;o)

Dean,

Keep writing, you take us along for the ride and we're enjoying every minute of it.

Jag

Looking forward to the next installment, Dean!
Bwana

You're right G.
I'm leaving the meat and potatoes out of the Churascarria. I'm in the process of putting a special segment just to glue the loose ends from the beginning and to give my story the back-bone...hahaha

Why hold back, we're all in the same boat or elevator to hell. Besides, at the end of the day, we do more good than harm by assisting the garotas and emotionally. I was even trying to be so gentle and polite to the ladies even when turning them down that I think I have been given an open boarding pass to heaven ;o)

I'll be posting tomorrow. Tchau.

(Message edited by dean on January 05, 2006)