I believe that things happen for a reason. Usually when that little miracle or divine intervention unravels itself, I don’t make sense of it at that moment. I’m either busy trying to resolve the situation or allowing things to flow naturally as they ‘should’. Afterwards, while away from the scheme of things, I acknowledge that it worked out really well because a solution was provided, or a sequence of events led to positive results. Staying within the RIO trip frame of mind, this had already been in play since I left my apartment, but this acts as the crucial nervous system along the back-bone/spine (the goal)…

The Dupla Friends – Being happy on how I was able to contribute to Pappasurf’s situation, I was just content to admire the T&A’s and eye-candy that Terma 4x4 provided. As I sip my Guarana drink and quietly reflect, “So far, not a dull moment and it’s only Monday afternoon. More time to make history :o),” I get a tap on the shoulder. I thought my sweet tapper just left. So I turn around and I see a new face smiling at me. So I smile back and we introduce ourselves. She then turns to the girl beside her and another set of introductions. Wow, I’m starting to feel popular…or was I an easy prospect for being a fresh face. We start small talk with basic English so I didn’t suffer too much. They start getting friendly and I was in a good mood. I asked if they wanted a drink and they accepted. As we approach the bar near the entrance, I take their orders and they sit on the couch. As I wait to be served, I see the girl with whom I just sessioned. I promised her a drink but kinda regretted it. Anyway, I keep my promise and buy her a red bull. Kiss her “Tchau” and I’m off with the drinks for my companions. I squish myself between two pairs of delicate thighs. The start buttering my up with smiles and attention, and a bit touching. I’m having a good time and was actually appreciating how they were building up to the sales pitch. I tell ya, they were so smooth. It finally came. One of them asks if I wanted fuck both of them. I knew I wasn’t going to session anytime soon because after my 2nd SOG, I would be flaccid for a while. In addition, they didn’t turn my crank. I then simply reply, “That sounds fun, maybe.” I’ll give them credit for being persistent when one of them says that they were best friends and they like each other. Now I’m getting uncomfortable because they were so nice and how could I tell them that I wasn’t interested in sessioning because I was too tired in Portuguese. I didn’t want to hurt their feelings. I needed a scapegoat so my eyes were secretively and frantically going back and forth while bowing down to sip my Red Bull. I was hoping by some miracle if Ken or Pappsurf would somehow come by and pull me away. Lo and behold, I see Sweetmesquite and SF Hombre enter the boite and stand in front of me. Allelujah! I jumped on this opportunity by excusing myself and telling the duas garotas that I needed to speak to them. I greet the dois hombres and tell them my situation. I just needed to buy some time so they would ‘hopefully’ get impatient and politely leave for other prospects. I turn back to the two lovelies and tell them that I had to speak with my friends for awhile. They wouldn’t be too hurt would they? I did buy buy them drinks so that would at least soften the blow. After a while they both leave and head towards the stage area. Whew, it worked. Perfect timing wouldn’t you say?

Retiring in Brazil – As I’m enjoying the company dos hombres, I see SweetM get himself tall pretty garota. He heads off and I hang out with SFH. We head upstairs to the restaurant because he was hungry. I wanted to hang out with him because he’s in an interesting situation and maybe he can advise me on retiring in Brazil. I was intrigued by the fact that he is retired and moved away from USA to live in Brazil. To me, that was a new concept – developed country to a developing one. It was my first time at the restaurant and it had stripper stage too. I was wondering if they held any shows there. We continued our conversation and appreciated his openness. That really got me thinking about my post employment situation. If I save enough money by the time I retire, I can move and live in Brasil while enjoying all its pleasures – weather, food, and women. I know that there are more considerations but at least I had found such an appealing place to provide the motivation to do more research. Apparently, many North Americans and Europeans have made the choice. As of right now, that is my long-term goal unless something else steers my direction.

Welcome Lana – As SFH and I chill while waiting for his order, I look at the next booth and spot three good-looking young couples. The chicks were beautiful, blond, and fit bodied. I start getting lusty thoughts, salivate, and tried to figure out why I didn’t see them downstairs. These guys made good choices. One really grabbed my attention because she had a cheery disposition, sexy friendly smile, wicked body, and long blond hair…who is that mysterious girl with the ultimate package? Well, girls must be getting hungry because I see a few start entering the restaurant. Two decent looking ones sit at the table across from us. SFH’s food arrives and it’s like “Finally.” Within a couple of minutes, the duas garotas across from us come to our table. My eyes widen, spidey sense tingling, and thoughts start running, “Vultures? This is an interesting situation, I wonder how things will unfold. Will the girls just start digging in, will they?” I observe and learn how the experienced SFH handles the situation. In a relaxed fashion, he politely offers the girls some fries, and of course, they can’t each take a bite of his hamburger. :o) That would just be too strange. I notice the shorter cutie cuddle up with SFH and the taller blond one press against me. We both smile and greet one another. Her name is Lara. Man, this girl will ultimately leave an impression on me today and later in the week. As things were getting interesting, CH Don (as opposed to AT Don) joins us. I feel a sense of optimism when I’m in the company of more mature gentlemen in Brasil. It’s because I see these guys enjoying themselves and relaxed and I can see myself that way too in my later years. Why be miserable and alone in a cold place when there is plenty to enjoy here without the pressure.

I’m starting to enjoy Lara’s company – very light smooching, necking, groping (with her initiating all of this). What a seductress. I noticed her silky long blond hair, which she probably spent a considerable amount of time straightening. So I decided that it deserved complimenting. While sliding my hand down the silky soft hair in an appreciative manner, I say, “I like your hair, loira, it’s very nice.” The hand sliding must have caused a genie-in–the-lamp effect because the surprises were starting to come out of her mouth. First, she tells me that I like blonds. I’m like laughing and say to myself, “How the fuck did she know that? Myself and the others guys know that but it wasn’t being frequently advertised like car commercials.” I give her my attention and ask amusingly, “How do you know that?” She replies with a cute and sinister look while keeping a sideways look to me, straight-faced, and simultaneously casually pushing a fry into her mouth past a set of sexy lips, “Oh, I know.” I just jerk my head back and laugh in amusement. Someone must have leaked the info, that’s it. Secondly, she says, “I know you like fucke,” while moving her pelvis back and forth. I’m thinking, “Was she stealthed in the room? Were we taped? Was there a peep hole that I didn’t see? How did she know that.?” I then inquired, “How do you know that? Did you watch me?” She then confesses, “I saw you go upstairs with a girl.” Great, I have someone monitoring my moves, but I am flattered. “I see, now I understand,” I replied. Then comes the expected delivery. While grabbing me below and giving me this lusty look, she demands “I like you. Let’s go fucke!” All I can come up with while smiling and trying to be gentle is, “OK, maybe.” Left it open and non-committing. Man, I’m starting to feel like Houdini and trying to get myself out of these jams. I needed an escape. Well, what can I say, someone must like me. The abandoned stripper stage all of a sudden lit up for business. Who was performing…that gorgeous mysterious girl! At least I can feast my eyes on her and divert attention away from the sessioning topic. As I start complimenting her, Lara says in a disinterested way but with a definite tone of jealousy, “You like her?” I reply, “Yeah, she’s gorgeous, beautiful body, and great dancer. What’s her name?” Lara says, “Izza.” Hmmm, I gotta remember that name and I wouldn’t mind seeing her perform again. So hot, moves naturally on stage, great enthusiasm, and a beaming smile while she totally exposes herself to the world. I say “Izza, wow!,” then all of a sudden Lara turns to me while clutching my hand and assertively proclaims, “You’re mine!” Now her eyes are wider, face a bit more stern, and looking straight at me while I’m smiling back at her. I’m amused by this whole situation but I now know how to indirectly dissuade her from me. Another strip show is about to begin and time to plan into action. I do the same complimenting with eyes forward. Lara seems quiet this time and I can tell the wheels were running underneath her silky blond hair. I ask her, “Do you dance too?” She says “No.” I ask “Why?” but can’t remember her answer, think she just shrugged her shoulders. The show finishes, so I decide to excuse myself to the washroom so I can let the jealousy and disinterest seep in a bit more then she’ll eventually seek out a new prospect. As I get up and start heading to the doors, she stops me and points to redirect me, “There are washrooms at the back.” Damn, caught, think quick. I proceed to tell her that I need to go to the washrooms downstairs so I can go to the boite as well to see the other guys. She understands and I’m relieved. Close one. This Lara episode seemed like a fencing dual of words. She had me backing up at the beginning but my defenses sharpened and spotted her weakness. Overall, the garotas were respectable and considerate. They never asked for food, only had a few bites, but at the same time, gave us good companionship with the arm wraps and cuddling.

I take my time getting to the washroom and have a relaxed piss. I stick my head into the boite like I said I would. Two steps in, some blondy (a bit older and tired looking compared to most in4X4) grabs me. By the looks of it, she was in the middle of a conversation with 2 guys. I looked at them with a smile and wondered if they’d get pissed at what was happening. As soon as she and I greet and cheeky kiss one-another, the hombres dispersed but didn’t look upset. I sense that she trying to capture my attention but I motion that I had to look for someone and I was sorry that I couldn’t chat long. During my attempt to communicate, I see one of the dupa girls, upset looking because she remembered me for not biting at their offering, tapping the blondy. I save the situation by politely excusing myself. With eyes now towards the stage area, I see the other dupla girl turn back to face me and waves with a smile. I do the same. I commend her for not being just persistence, but because she was a good sport about what happend earlier.

As I casually head back, while savouring every step in 4X4, I see some of the girls in the ‘light’. Man, what a difference! It’s been a few minutes and Lara’s probably gone, right? Well, I head back to our table and now Lara’s on CH Don’s lap with her arms wrapped around his neck. Great, she can work on him and I don’t have to feel guilty taking her time. I sit down and look amusingly at the current situation. After a few words exchange between CHD and Lara, she looks over at me and heads my way. She proceeds to snuggle up against me and it’s smiley “hello” time again. She then looks lustily at me, rubs my flaccid cock, and whispers, “You want to fuck me?” You know, no man would say “no” or else she’d be hurt. I reply back stating that I was very tired and can’t right now. She accepts my excuse but with a disappointed look on her face. We bid each other a two-cheek good-bye (for now) and she takes her beautiful blond hair and friend back hustling to work.

A couple of minutes later, I’m heading to the boite where Pappasurf and Ken were taking temporary residence. I sit down and some cutie sits down beside me and introduces herself. She was cute, blond hair, 5’5 or taller with the heels. Her name is Angelica and her photo is in Athos’ report. Very cute and cheery. We talk for a bit and Ken interprets at a few points for us. I didn’t want this to turn out into a long session similar to the one I had so I asked if she did outcalls, and she yes. I have her input her number in the cell phone but with the intention of not calling her back anytime soon for sessioning but possibly hanging out at the beach. As we start heading out, I see the girl I sessioned with and we joke around calling one another ‘Safada/Safado’. Something I think I learned from Don at Alcazar before heading to 4X4. She also taught me to use ”Posso” before the phrase for “Can I.” How helpful she was. Also I see Angelica walk by with her sessioning kit and what a difference. She had some rash thing happening on her cheeks which I didn’t see in the boite. Must be the makeup reacting and it goes to show that the darkness in 4X4 hides some details

<This next part may have happened earlier during the day but the sequence is not that crucial.
The significance is that it did happen for things to come>
The Referral - When we arrive back at home base, I tell Don about my dilemma. Although it was only Monday, I still felt my time was running out. I needed to quick results without all the hunting. I ask him if he can refer anyone that would be open-minded to my request. He recommended Paula at Luomo. He says she’s good-looking and crazy and she may even gurgle your cum if you ask. He was able to find out that she worked tomorrow and he would pass on the word that I was going to meet her. I trusted Don on this recommendation. After Pappasurf and I left the office, I felt that I wished I had done deeper research by reading more posts on CH. Chalk this up for better prepping next time.

Transition to Tuesday - Pappasurf and I head to the Italian restaurant for dinner and enjoy our dinners. We part for the evening and I had back to BS’ penthouse. The other room mate was there and we were discussing garotas for a bit. I told him I was going to see Paula at Luomo tomorrow. He says he thinks he knows her. Great, someone with first hand experience? He then goes to his room then grabs his laptop. Turns it on and has Mike In Brazil clips. Dude, you are prepared. He glides through the thumbnails and plays a file with Paula in it. Wow, there she is. Long dirty blonde hair, pretty face, fit sexy body, and giving some guy BBBJ. Now, I am really looking forward to my rendezvous with her. I head to bed and eagerly awaiting for tomorrow to arrive – Rio Tour with Rogerio, Paula, and whatever plays out.

Today surely was the biggest challenge and major learning from all angles. The reality hit me hard acknowledging the fact that I was very vulnerable and weak as a foreigner coming to play in Rio for the first time. I can get ripped off by a garota but can’t do anything about it because I wouldn’t be able to communicate and stand up for myself. Would Ken or Don stand for me? Didn’t find out, maybe I should have. I have to be more assertive and be more patient. I was just getting a hang on the rules and need more time or fast-track. However, on a very positive note, I believe I handled the garota situations very well. Although the attention was abundant today and felt tremendously flattered, I kept my senses up, played fair, and showed respect towards GDP. I love women, especially the ones that are sweet to me. I never want to hurt them. I just show want to show some appreciation, love, and passion and being reciprocated of course.

Loving the report Dean! It's great to see what an amazing time you had from your perspective. Yes, "Isa" is fucking hot. Easily one of the most gorgeous terma girls I've every seen.

I just have to correct one small detail in your report: "I’m heading to the boite where Pappasurf and Ken were taking temporary residence..." Now, as anyone who's been here for any length of time knows, I seem to have taken up PERMANENT residence in the main boite at 4x4 ;o) I spend more time there than the girls do. MANY MANY times you can catch me there at 10 or 11 on a Friday night, and I'm the only fucking gringo in the place. Just a bar full of drunk Brazilians and me. Now, you have to understand that a lot of these Brazilian guys don't have the money to fuck in 4x4. They just get drunk and grab ass. It gets a little crazy sometimes. One night I was in there plastered and a girl was doing a floor show. The place was packed. This girl's been trying to get me to session with her for a month or so. So she strips nude and walks along the tables. When she gets to mine, she squats on my face and I start licking her. And while I'm eating her, I can hear the DJ shouting, "THE GRINGO!!! THE GRINGO!!!" I looked around at all these brown faces afterward and I thought I was gonna get beat down...

There's no place like Rio ;o)

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Now this is getting interesting. I can't wait to read the next chapter. Paula de Luomo! Ya!

Ken;

what happened to your girl from 65? hell, she is probably ten girls ago and it has only been three months. 65 ended up being my favorite terma on my trip in september.

hope you are having fun, jeff and i will be back in september, heading to colombia with azguy in may.

hope it is not cartegna. in may it is DEAD,HOT and RAINING. ugly beaches.

Whitty--actually, she and I spent 3 beautiful months together. Not only did she never ask for money, sometimes after a night of fantastic sex, she would buy me breakfast at The Office in the morning. It was an intense relationship. Unfortunately, her situation, as with most GDPs, was very difficult. In the end, she went back to the Italian she'd been with for 4 years previously.

She really is a great girl, and I can't say a bad thing about her. She's doing what she has to do. She did call me a few nights ago, and it was great to hear from her.

September?!?! That's a long fucking time! We gotta get you guys on the SweetMesquite plan ;) Have a great time in Columbia.

we were going to do both medellin and cartagena, the last two weeks of May, but then i am heading to asia in july and rio in september.

is cartagena void of chicas in may? i like termas and am hoping the casas are operating no matter what the weather.

ken, the good news is that YOU are in Rio, i am sorry about you losing the girl, but you are in the middle of it, so we will have to see who you are bringing to dinner when Jeff and I host our normal night at the barra grill.

it's all better than chicago!!

Sweet, when you say "dead" is that girl action dead? Would you stay the entire time in MDE? Thanks, AZ

Ken, sorry to hear about your girl. She was a hottie. I am sure you have not had too tough of a time "adjusting". When I was there it looked like you had no shortage of applicants that would be willing to fill the position.

I think you are right, Sept is too long to wait. I may try and move up my plans for Rio. In the meantime, come on over and join us in Colombia. Later, AZ

dead,dead, best girl's in ctg come from other spots in colombia to make money. in may no tourists, so no money. they stay at home and you get a few scraps. casa's in ctg suck. very small and hot no a/c , not cheap. casa's in mde much better. i preffered mde. but neither compares to rio or sp despite what all the experts here claim. mansion could be fun. greg and robert good hosts , kind of like a b&b for mongers. one thing always felt safer in ctg and mde than rio and even more so in thailand.

Whitty & Azguy -- I don't want to make you guys ache for Rio, but, yeah, it is fair to say that I haven't exactly been moldering in solitude ;) And I can't wait to share another Barra Grill night with you guys; that was a blast! Really looking forward to seeing you guys in September... And, hey, I might just look into what a short hop to Columbia might run me ;)

Ken:

you are definitely welcome to join us, we are flying into Medellin friday night, May 19th, flying home tuesday the 30th.

i have sent an email to stay at the http://www.torrepoblado.com/inicio.html

have not heard back from them yet, but we are thinking of doing the friday night party at the mansion.

we have booked an apartment with juan in cartagena for tuesday-sunday. but might shorten our stay based on some of the feedback. i do want to see cartagena, maybe go for a few days.

Sweet,

You feel safer in Thailand than in Rio? Is that why you asked me to get you a Spitfire pepper spray for your next trip to Rio? Shit, I feel like I'm supplying half the board with them.

Would I be safe in Thailand too? Just wondering...

Jag

try guantanamo. i hear the weather is nicer in cuba this time of year

try guantanamo. i hear the weather is nicer in cuba this time of year

Whitty--thanks for the info. Don's talking about taking a little vacation in May, so I'll have to see what his dates look like, but I'm definitely thinking about it.