Finally we head to Rio and I missed Hollywood at the airport and he got to the apartment before me. There was another monger there who was just leaving but spent an hour with him before I got there. Hollywood was not pleased with this guy. Ninety percent of mongers are the greatest guys in the world. The other ten percent are dicks, and this guy was in the top 1% of those.

After we ditched the other guy we went to lunch and he growled, "What have you gotten me into? You've dragged me to the dark underbelly of South America and leave me with this guy?" He was not a happy camper. I fumbled for explanations, but I know I gotta get him laid, and fast.

Unfortunately it's a Saturday and I really don't know my way around Rio. I do know where Luomo is though, I walked back from there on my last trip. It's in a big mall near the Siqureia Campos Metro station. Easy.

It's a long walk, and I can't remember exactly where it is, but I know it's a big mall. We're walking, and walking, and walking up and down the streets, looking for a big mall. We stop in every mall we see, but I can't find it. We sit down and eat while I think. Afterward we walked some more. Finally, frustrated, I tell him we'll take a taxi back to the apartment and I'll get the address. He's silent, not a good sign. I'm feeling very responsible for his good time. He's flown all the way down here for a good time and I can't provide it. I just gotta get him laid.

We get all the way back to the apartment and I reach in my pocket to pay the taxi driver and what do I pull out, but the address to Luomo. I instruct the taxi driver to take us back almost to the exact place he picked us up.

"You had the address the whole time?", he looked at me accusingly.

"Yeah", I answered sheepishly. Now I'm really feeling foolish, but at least we're on the right track. I desperately HAVE to get him laid.

Of course we'd gotten within feet of the place, and I hadn't recognized it. I'd walked back from it, not too it before. Now I really look like an idiot.

Finally, after two hours of walking and searching, we get our robes and head into the disco area. The place is top heavy with guys as it is a holiday weekend. Hollywood's mood shifts dramatically. He's got that stunned, 'I'm lost in heaven and have no idea what to do', look we all have our first time at a Terma. I ask him if any of the girls look good to him. He points at a cutie by the name of Camilla who's kinda near another guy, but he's too shy to call her over.

Camilla breaks off from her guy and I quickly strike. My friend likes you. Hollywood is sitting there like a little virgin boy agog at this beauty as she walks over.

Camilla turns on the charm and is an instant hit. Hollywood begins the babble. Hollywood promises flow from his lips like chocolate covered cherries.

"I love you!"

"Let's get married!"

Promises, promises, promises. Hollywood's great strength is he always says, "Yes", which goes over well in Hollywood. Yet he always knows how to back out of his "Yeses" when the starlet doesn't get the part. I don't know how he does it, but he is a master.

He looks over at me a wide smile on his face, his arm around Camilla, and shouts, "I love this! You are forgiven!" He dives back into Camilla.

A huge weight is lifted from my shoulders. The burden is gone. I have a wingman for life now.

Camilla gets up to get a drink and Hollywood leans over to me all excited, "What do you think? What if I offer her $2000 for the week?"

I forgot to mention Hollywood's penchant for hair-brained schemes. "What do you think this is, Pretty Woman? Get her phone number, then you can decide if you want to see her again. Besides she can't just take a week off from work or she'll lose her job. And remember, there's more candy out there."

"I'll do anything you say. You are the General and I am but a humble Lieutenant." He saluted.

Hollywood is in love. He's singing to her, making out, laughing, everything is perfect in his life. I get the feeling she's going to treat him right, so I can finally attend to my needs. I'm keeping my eye on a slightly exotic Morena named Fernanda, but she's always with a guy. There's one cute girl with pale skin and curly hair up there dancing, but she seems bored. Finally this other Morena who's been working on a guy for awhile gets up and begins dancing. That's the ass I'm looking for. I call her over and find out her name is Naomi. Naomi's attitude was fairly bored, but what a smoking bunda.

Hollywood finally is ready to take off with his girl. I help him figure out how it all works and he is slobering at the mouth in anticipation. After Hollywood and Camilla leave I take Naomi up on her offer of Completa.

As we're doing the deed, she did give her all in the sack by the way, I notice that there is a mirror at a 45 degree angle between the ceiling and wall. It is perfect for doggie style. Ususally you have to look up at the ceiling mirror and hurt your neck, or turn to the side and loose that view of your dick disappearing into the crack of her bunda and her cheeks wiggling. I've got to remember that 45 degree mirror. Cabine 9 I think. Can you ask for a particular cabine? Also I'm becoming aware that this is the best bunda I can remember. The action is perfect. The bunda just the right size and shape. And the pressure on my dick is perfect. Could this be the best ever? I think it is.



Afterwards I meet Hollywood in the lounge area. There were a bunch of other Americans out there and Hollywood was talking to them. It turned out we'd see most of them later on. I sat down next to him and asked him how it went.

"I came like a 15 year old", he says self depreciatingly, "Can you get a shot of Cialis? Hey Doc! I need a shot of Cialis right here in my dick. Pump me up!"

As we're getting ready to go Hollywood walks up to Camilla and asks when she starts tomorrow.

"5 o'clock", she responds.

"I'll be here at 5:01", Hollywood promises.

As we left Luomo Hollywood looked at me and said, "You are an evil, evil man. Thank You". That said it all.

At dinner Hollywood blinks with a revelation and says, "I can't believe I've been paying green fees all these years when I could be doing this". Yes, this leads to life altering habits.

Later he had a severe case of heartburn, but I just chalked it up to travel.

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"I can't I've been paying green fees..."
Frigging hilarious.
Did all this take place last spring?

Yep, I'm just putting it down before I forget it all.

Frogman,

Once again you have captivated me with your dialogue. Keep it coming.

Jag

Grand praise from the master. I am humbled.

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"When does Camilla start work?"

Right when you walk in the door.