I caught an early afternoon bus from Rio to São Paulo, and checked back into the Mercure Central Towers. After almost a month of travelling through Brazil, Uruguay and Argentina, I was back where I started from.
I was in familiar surroundings. I knew where to get money. I knew where to have dinner. The phone numbers of escorts on my to-do list where programmed into my phone. And I knew how to dial correctly.
It was around 10 PM by the time I was ready to start dialing. I called Tuliane Ferraz... caixa de mensagem. Pamela Butt... caixa de mensagem. Gabrielli... caixa de mensagem. Garcia Yasmin... caixa de mensagem. Anny Louise... caixa de mensagem. Miuke Muller... caixa de mensagem.
Simone
As I was checking out the latest reviews on GP Guia, my mind started wandering. I relived some of the wonderful memories of the time I spent with my black princess. Wait a minute. I have Simone’s number!
I just neglected to add her to the “São Paulo Girls” group. I figured Simone would still be at work, but she was at home. A couple of hours later, she came knocking on my door...
Simone had been to the dentist today. That’s why she wasn’t working. Kissing was OK, but she couldn’t suck my dick. The sex was as great as during our first night together, but Simone was unable to spend the night with me. She had another appointment in the morning.
For the umpteenth time, things didn’t go as planned. This trip really seemed cursed!
Simone came this close to being the first non-Asian recipient of a theme song. It wasn’t meant to be. Photos: Simone 01 02 03 04 05 06 07 08
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