As I was all alone I was eating at TA by myself, usually early because I didn't know anybody anyway. One night I'm there about 8:30 and two European guys speaking English are the only other patrons. I'll call them Click and Clack. Soon enough two girls swoop in and sit down next to them and begin a conversation. Click is half ignoring them while Clack is intrigued by the attention. I'm beginning to realize they don't know where they are.

The girls get bolder with the come on's very quickly. Finally one says, "Come, we fucky fucky".

Clack says, as much for Click as a reminder to himself, "I'm married".

"No problem", one girl replies casually, and Clack's wheels start turning. I can see it in his eyes.

"Well of course, it's no problem, why didn't I think of that? I'm thousands of miles away and nobody but Click knows me. Oh yeah, Click".

The girl starts displaying excactly how the blowjob will work with her hand and mouth.

Clack looks at me and half giggles, "Heh, heh, heh". I can see the excitement and confusion in his eyes.

His little brain is screaming, "Take the girl you moron!".

His big brain is screaming, "Let me think! I've got to get rid of Click without him being suspcious."

"If you don't take that girl I'm going to make you miserable for a week!", the little brain argues.

"I know! I know! Give me a minute. Okay, we've got separate rooms so that's taken care of. But how do I tell the girl to stick around while I lose Click without Click hearing that I'm telling the girl to wait?"

"FUCK CLICK! TAKE THE GIRL RIGHT NOW!"

This was going to take all night, it would have been fun to watch, but I figured Clack's decision making would be easier if I wasn't around to witness it, so I left.

Somewhere in there I hit Terma 65 and did the same thing at Centarus, watching football while watching the girls. The first girl who caught my eye ended up being Mrs. Frogman for the evening.

It's back to Luomo for me and I've got Angel (this is a different Angel than the one that opened up a beauty parlor) in mind. I don't care if her friend is a spinner, I'm in the mood now. I walk in and Ken's talking to Luanna, the girl I did last time. I joke about him checking up on me again.

Angel's friend wasn't there, but I picked up on her quickly. She worked me up pretty good and I chose another morena for the dupla. This time we're getting the suite. I want to see what the Luomo suite is like.

There are four Japanese guys sitting across from us doing a lot of nothing but looking bored and smoking. We get ready to go and I realize I can't get up because of, ahem, my situation. I sit back down and explain to Angel.

Angel leans over and says, "Just think of Japanese man".

"Argh!" That did the trick.

Angel had learned a bit of English all at the Termas, Terma English if you will, and did a lot of talking.

Angel came in with just a short robe on, no panties. I hate that. There's something about removing a girls panties that is the ultimate in conquest. They may be nothing more than a thread, but the act of peeling them off her cute little ass is a part of the joy of sex.

Both girls were pretty good, but Angel said she was completa, but it just wouldn't go in. Hmmm, maybe the other girl was right about her. Still, she knew just how to handle me. As I rode her doggie she looked at me glassy eyed in the mirror, her mouth hanging open and moaning as if enjoying this immensely.

When we were finished she looked at me curiously and said, "You require two women don't you?"

Yes Angel, finally a woman who understands me, I require two women. It's a curse, a wonderful, wonderful curse.

Then she wanted to take pictures holding my schwang.

"You're dick is like a black man, but you fuck really nice. Black man fuck too hard."

Why thank you, I aim to please ma'am. Wait a minute, does that mean I don't fuck hard? I can fuck as hard as anyone. Come back here, let's go around again. I'll show you hard fucking you'll never forget. I'm only up to one Cialis a day now you know. Aww, what's the use? What can you do when you're a skinny white guy?

As we parted ways, Angel droped her head a bit and says, "You're a very nice man".

Fuck, I've heard that before, a thousand times. What is missing is the next sentence:

"But what I secretly desire along with all other women is a man who will beat me, fool around on me, steal from me, and generally treat me like shit. I know I'm supposed to like nice guys, and we always say we do, but we don't mean it at all."

I read a really good book about how to pick up women by Mystery. It says that it's true, girls don't want to be treated well. It also says that it takes an average of 7 hours to get a woman comfortable enough to have sex with you.

Seven hours! Who the hell has that kind of time? Heck, I did four girls in seven hours at Solarium. Seven hours, no guaranteed blow job, no guaranteed completa, and I bet the lights are off, humph!

I forgot to post Mrs. Waters

Photo: Mrs. Waters - Termas L'uomo 04