I woke up at 8:30. Astrid never called.
I have no clue what I am going to do today, but this sure beats the hell out of being in Santo Domingo, so I will take it. After bumming around the room and making some phone calls to my friends back home (what did we do before Skype?), I left the hotel at 10:30.
Having absolutely no idea what to do, I decided to get on the first bus that came along that had a seat (1 Sol), and just go wherever it went, and do some exploring. Just my luck, the bus went right into Miraflores, and I was at Parque Central.
Like a moth drawn to a flame, I headed to the new Starbucks for coffee and something to eat. Almost all the way there, I decided that - however much I am programmed to go to Starbucks, I am better served supporting one of the local places. There are a bunch of cafes on Av. Diagonal (the street that faces the park), so I stopped at one with a pretty, young waitress. I ordered up an omelet.
Aside from its beauty, the ham and cheese omelet was delicious. The tab for the eggs, toast and coffee came to a whopping 7 Soles (about $2). The coffee at Starbucks would have set me back more than that, and I would have still been hungry.
I headed over to Av. Petit Thouars to pick up some more tourist crap and further hone my flirting skills. It felt a little different now that I have come to the realization that any of these lovely young ladies could be the next one to show up at my door when I make a phone call. There was this one beautiful girl that gave me her name, told me that she was 18 (19 in November), and was just waiting for me to ask for her phone number. But now that I am certain that I can have her, or (as the car rental agencies say) similar, I didn't feel the need to make any further advances, and open myself up for all the annoyances that would come with, er, 'dating' a beautiful 18-year-old Lima tienda girl. There are those who would disagree with this line of action, and I respect that opinion. For me - right now - it isn't necessary.
At around 12:30, I woke up the girl from Scarlets. I **think** that she said that she was coming at 4:00, so I text messaged the hotel address to her. I will be there, hoping for the best, but I don't expect much out of this. If she doesn't show, I am sure that I can come up with another 100 options.
After walking around Miraflores a bit more, I took a cab back to the hotel, and was 'watching' the Dolphins game on the internet, and started to arrange my things to pack to go home on Tuesday morning.
Once the Dolphins self-destructed (It wasn't easy - the Redskins don't appear to be much better than the fish), I showered and waited for her to show, or not.
4:40 - nothing. I called Mia, a girl that I had seen twice before. She's pleasant and willing to please. She agreed to meet me at 5:30 at the Starbucks in San Isidro, so I'm glad that I didn't go there before.
At 5:45 (right on time), she showed up. We each had a coffee, caught up a little, and went back to the hotel.
Mia doesn't (as far as I know) advertise anywhere, so I guess that she's officially a emi-pro, but she has always been available when I've called her, and I know other guys have had a good time with her. I don't know; and it is probably not my business to know anyway, so it doesn't matter. I get to spend some pleasant time with a pretty, agreeable girl.
We pick some music on the computer, and head for the bedroom. For a girl that doesn't say 'no' all that much, Mia does not participate in open-mouth kissing. I don't think it's me, but I can't be sure.
In due time, our clothes came off, and the action starts. Mia is skilled at all situations that might come up in bed, a fabulous blowjob (I had to stop her), sex in multiple positions, and, upon request, anal. It was all good.
All in all, it was an excellent three-hole experience. At the risk of being overly crude, Mia took all that I had to give her and took quite a pounding everywhere without a complaint. At this point in the trip, nuts are hard to come by, so she earns trooper status!
While we were getting dressed, I asked her what she was doing for the rest of the evening. She had no plans, so I told her that I was going to play blackjack, and invited her to go with me. . I paid her for the date and told her that I would buy her chips to gamble with. Of course she agreed to go. We left for the casino at 9:00 pm.
I took a few pictures of her while we were still in the hotel. Here they are:
Photos: Mia 47 48 49 50 51
She looked so cute in the green 'Canes hat that I let her keep it. I have others.
A little more than a year ago, the Marriott hotel quadrupled the size of its casino, and it was the place to see and be seen if you were a member of the gambling crowd. I stopped going - it was too crowded. I decided to give it another chance tonight.
Well, everyone must be going to the Atlantic City casino. You could have heard a pin drop in there. In order to re-attract customers (I guess) they installed some tables that dealt in Soles. The blackjack table was a 5 Sol minimum ($1.50). That was perfect, as Mia had never really played blackjack before.
There must be such a thing as beginners' luck, as she almost doubled her money before the dealer got hot and won a bunch of hands in a row. She understood the concept of 'take the money and run,' so we cashed out, with Mia 100 Soles to the good, and me breaking even.
I asked her if she was hungry before I sent her home. She said that she was, so we headed to Tanta in Miraflores. Sadly, they close at 10:00 on Sundays, so we went across the street to San Antonio.
San Antonio is a chain of sandwich shops/bakeries. There are a bunch of them in Lima; I see them everywhere. It was my first time eating there. We each had a sandwich, an empanada, and some hot chocolate. The whole thing ran to 48 Soles, and was tasty. I'm sort of glad that Tanta was closed, as I would have stuffed myself. The sandwich and empanada turned out to be plenty.
After putting Mia in a taxi, I went back to the Marriott, where I took the next hour and a half to win about $40. There are signs on every table that announce that cabs are available for players, just ask the pit bosses. So I went and asked the pit boss, and she gave me the 'why the fuck are you bothering me look' and told me to ask at reception. At reception, the girl told me to ask the pit boss. When I told her that I tried, she called the manager. The manager gave me a whole lecture that I should have a frequent player card. I finally realized that I had $1.80 of my own money, and could take a taxi without getting all jerked around. So that's what I did, and now I'm back in the hotel.
Well, one day to go. I'm pretty shot out, but I will give it the old college try. I am considering calling Camila again (I had fun playing with that rack), but who knows what the day will bring.