In the morning, afternoon actually, Sanna wanted room service so we ordered the breakfast. Well, it seems I missed the free breakfast by about 20 minutes and would have to pay for it. No biggie but the usual hotel overpricing. When the tray was delivered I was actually surprised at the amount of food on the tray. It was more than enough to feed two people. We enjoy the meal while talking with each other. I had informed her that this was my first time to Rio and to Brazil so she made it her responsibility to teach me what I needed to know about being a tourist in Rio. She was full of warnings about what not to do, who not to trust, etc. She was very emphatic that I not carry my camera equipment in public. She was certain that I would be robbed if not worse. We spent all day together going so far that she took me to her apartment when she went to change clothes. He apartment was no more than 2 blocks from Doma. It was a basic place that she shared with several other girls, whom I also got to meet. They worked at Barbarella?s. Sanna thought that they were very attractive and were lucky to work at Barbarella?s because that is the high priced club. I thought they were average at best and one was a bit overweight for my tastes. I had asked Sanna earlier if she was into girls and she, of course, responded that she was. So our plan was to go to HELP and select a girl for some relaxation. Sanna and I went to the restaurant outside of HELP and had some drinks. We checked out some girls but I wasn?t seeing anything that appealed though Sanna for her part suggested one or two girls, none of whom she had been with before. We were about to get up to go into HELP when a very pretty Black girl sits at a table next to us. Sanna mentions that she likes the way that girl looks. I tell her to call the girl over but Sanna is reluctant to do so because she is ?shy?. The new girl for her part has turned to look at us and smiled several times. I finally ask the girl if she?d like to sit with us as ?my friend? likes you. She smiles and comes over to out table. Her name is Karla. I ask Karla if she is into girls and does she like my friend. She smiles, looks at Sanna and says yes she does like girls and she likes Sanna. They are smiling at each other and chatting in Portuguese. I, of course, don?t know what was said but whatever it was they were having a good time with it. I asked them if they would kiss each other. They did a little peck. I said no, French kiss like you like each other. They declined, laughing. Sanna said not in public, but in private they could be more open. I asked Sanna if she was sure this is the one or should we go into HELP and look for another. Sanna assured me that she and Karla would be great together, but that we should go into HELP anyway as they wanted to dance. By the way, Karla had no money, could I pay her entrance. Being the sucker that I am I agreed to this based on the fact that they promised a memorable night. Dancing was good that night, and the girls didn?t suck down drinks either ? one each!! We spent about two hours in HELP before they started telling me that we could leave anytime I wanted. Once again playing the ?nice guy? we stayed another hour. At which point they seemed actually ready to leave. And so it was off to the Rio Roiss for a nasty surprise ? so sorry but you are only allowed one girl at a time in the room. ?This is a hotel, not a motel.? Stated the front desk clerk. I tried smooth talking him to no avail. I then tried bribing him with BRL10, BRL20, BRL50 it was all in vain. He stated that he wouldn?t allow it even for USD$100.00 as he could loose his job. I had during this time glimpsed the girls kissing in the second alcove. Nothing porno but a definite start to something interesting. Seeing no other alternatives and having two girls waiting with their motors running I acted uncharacteristically and just told them both to get into the elevator over the objections of the desk clerk. Once in the room they were a bit nervous about being kicked out by the hotel staff. I told them that it would be my problem and not theirs and that I would probably be asked to leave the hotel later in the morning. Anyway, after a few minutes of chatting and calming down on the part of the girls I was invited to come along for a group shower in which I was treated to a very interesting show. The Rio Roiss? shower is not exactly a closet but it?s pretty close quarters for three, enough said. We were in the shower for over 45 minutes before we decided that it was time for us to move back to the bed. The girls got out of the shower first and took the only two large towels. I stood there for a moment dripping wet with nothing to dry me, the girls oblivious to my plight. I cleared my throat and mimicked crying saying, ?Boo hoo, I don?t have anything to dry off with.? Being the kind, sympathetic and caring girls that they were they both immediately began drying me off while chatting in rapid fire Portuguese. I was then pulled to the bed. So there I am lying on the bed with a girl on either side and they are just chatting with each other and apparently ignoring me except for the haphazard caressing of wandering hands. I am beginning to think that this isn?t such a good deal after all. This activity goes on for several minutes, I for my part am trying to get them interested in something other than chatting using my powers of gentle persuasion but to no apparent avail. I am about resolved that the highlight of the night has passed and that maybe it?s time to split the pair and work them over separately when Sanna announces that she and Karla have decided that they want to move in together. Now this isn?t as surprising as it might seem. And it?s not a bi-sexual/lesbian thing. It just so happens that Sanna earlier told me among the other things that she wanted to move to a new place as she wasn?t happy with her current living arrangements. So, I just think that she and Karla hit it off as friends and it was coincidence that Karla was also looking for a roommate. Anyway, once that announcement is made and some discussion is had the girls ?go to town? but as a co-operative, tag-team effort. So, it seems that I don?t have to divide and conquer as they have already gotten me with the Hammer and Anvil maneuver. My thoughts of girl on girl vanished and I was content with their gentle but separate ministrations. Or so I thought. Thanks to some advice that I had received before my departure I was equipped with several toys for girls. Those toys were discovered by the girls as they sought more prophylactics after depleting the supply at hand. This discovery ?broke the ice? and the girls were suddenly all over each other. Things went round and about for a few hours and then sleep.