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802Mark,
I have been through the process and agree with most everything you wrote (I had to quit reading, too much strain on my eyes). Very good info.
If you could go back to your other posts and click on the "edit" button in the upper right-hand of the page and break it into paragraphs I'm sure more guys would read it.
The only thing I would disagree on was the part about bringing a friend along on a first date. That is also for protection and to feel more at ease. My ex-wife brought a friend along and asked if she could join us. I politely said I would prefer that it was just the two of us. She said she understood and told her friend who went home.
Welcome to CRT and thanks for the contribution.
For anyone interesting in more info on meeting these ladies and getting a visa and some of the adjustments to living with them in the U.S. myself and others have posted quite a lot in the past. Hopefully a search will find them.
Wit
Since this was such a good story I went over 802Mark's last post to help guys read it:
Well, I write this to let you know that even if you do all the right things and she does as well, it's still not a sure thing.
One of the ladies that worked the office for me, came in one day and said, "Boss, I found you a wonderful woman and she will be here tonight for a dinner date with you at 7PM." Wow, OK.
Well she shows up and on TIME!!! I was standing at the top of about 40 steps and she was walking up, my lord shoot me now, because your angel is already here to take me!!.
She had long blonde hair, perky tiiiits and a body you could bounce a dime off of anywhere you hit it. we dated for 4 months, never asked me for one penny. sex was out of this world. she was a dancer and taught dance for a living. mother and father both dead, I met her sister and her sister's K*ds. my girls name was anna, never married no K*ds. no bad habits nothing. also she had a visa and she could fly to the states anytime she liked and it still had a year or two left on it. she had been to new york to see her uncle before.
Well, I asked her would she like to come to the states with me, she said sure, off we went. now she had never had any work done on her, not even a tit job, good sign, she did have a cell phone and nice clothes which usually is a bad sign, but she worked and had no family to speak of that needed her money. 3 months at my home, everything great, still sex like a porn star, everynight.
I had 30 acres and a huge lake one day walking around the lake it started to rain really hard and she threw me down in the mud and had her way with me. One day I came home to find her crying and she said her aunt had a heart attack and she wouldn't be able to work her store for a while and since Anna had worked there off and on and knew the place and her aunt had no one to run it she had to go back and help until she got better and then she would fly back to me.She even left most of her things at my home, so off she went.
Everyday she would call me and beg me to come to Cali, after a month of this and no poon, I awoke one night to find my little head on the phone booking a ticket on AA. Whats a man to do? Hell, he's just a little fella, who had a bad life, living in darkness and had lost a eye to a fight, so I didn't get to mad at him.
So I call her and said I'll be there first thing. I got to MIA and had a 4 hour layover so I had a few drinks, two hours to go, I check in, and go back to the bar for a coffee and a newspaper and then I go back to the gate and there is no one there, it looked like it had been shut down, I saw two people who worked at Copa coming my way and I said hey is the plane on time? They said its gone, we called your name, yeah but this is MIA, it's huge and it's not suppose to leave for another hour and 40 mins!!! "Sorry."
Well I had no numbers on me to call her or my people to tell them what had happen. I had to book a flight the next day out. When I got there I took a cab right away to her sister's house where she lived and saw Anna walking down the street towards my office. I yelled at her and from the look on her face I knew something was wrong. She jumped in and we went to her sister's. Once there she was like a cat, walking back and forth, using the bathroom, on the cell phone, etc. I said whats going on? About that time a guy pulls up out front and gets out, not your avg. Colombian small fry this guy is huge. I ask, "Who is that?" She said, "A friend". Well I stepped out to meet this friend and he asked who I was, I said I was Anna's boyfriend. He was taken aback a little by this. He asked her to step out on the porch and she didn't want to. He then walked over to his car and pulled out not one but two hand guns, one was a nickel plated 45, with those cool black grips, the other was a 9 mm.I got a really good look at them both.
He made a quick phone call and he and her started this back and forth fast as hell speaking, which I had no clue so I sat down on the steps that lead to the 2nd floor apt. while they were fighting back and forth. I had a little time to think about my life and how much of it I wasted, then I saw that behind him was this fence rail, just a small fence, around the front gate, and it had these sharp pointed spikes on top that faced in. I thought when he gets over fighting with her and turns to shoot me I am going to push off these steps as hard as I can below both of this fine guns and see if I can ram those pointed bars through his back and come out his chest. Sounded like a plan to me.
Then I would say about 15 mins had passed, and about 12 car loads of guys show up and they take over the whole hood, streets blocked at both ends guns out, the whole deal. I even saw a cop on a street bike pull up and I guess was asking them why they were blocking the street and had guns out. I guess whatever they told him he was cool with because he gives them a wave and rode off.
Then her sister with her three K*ds in tow walks passed these guys and comes up on the porch. He tells her something. She looks at me like I am the last puppy in the window, and she takes her K*ds and goes to the back of the house.
Back to my first plan, wait till he makes his move, run him into the spikes grab both guns and shoot as many of these MF'S as I can. He stops yelling at her, and looks at me and asked me in English did I understand what he asked her? I said, "Dude, I haven't understood a word in the past 20 mins." He said, "Did you phuck her?" Right then someone pushed pause..... in my head two me's appeared one was yelling "lie, son, lie", the other was yelling "phuck that and phuck him tell him hell yes, 4 times a day, your dead anyway." I had to tell them both to shut up. I thought, "heck this guy isn't going to believe that I didn't so tell him the truth."
I said yes, yes we did and I don't understand all this, who are you? He said he is her boyfriend and they were planning on getting married. I said well she never told me that, we were planning on getting married as well, and where were you for the months I was here in Cali and she was with me everynight? He said he was in the States on biz. I said ok then where were you when she was in the states at my home? He said he had come back to Cali and she had called him to say she was going to see some family in the States. She had called him a month ago and told him she didn't have the funds to get home and he Western Union her the cash to buy a ticket, which I laughed and said, "Dude, I bought her a ticket home. She must have pocketed your cash." He said, "So you're saying you had sex with her?" I said, "Bro," (like that would somehow make us closer), "look at her, do you think I would have been with her here and in the States all that time without having sex with her? Come on."
She then walked passed both of us and got into his car, and he told her to get out a few times. Then he said, "No you stay there." He looked at me and said, "I'm going to give you a pass because you didn't know about me." I said, "You're right, I had no clue." He walked out front and waved to his boys, and they all packed up and were gone, I started walking off down the hill as he was yelling something at her in the car, I walked slow and cool, like a tourist that didn't have a care in the world, looking at the fronts of old buildings and houses, until I turned down the first street, then it was on, bro's!!!!! I took off like a cat with his tail on fire, I ran past a group of K*ds, old people, jumped over dogs in the street, ran past a taxi so fast his meter ran backwards, all this while still holding my bags, O.J. ain't shit,,, all the way to my office which I had a apt. above and fell on the bed and tried to get air in my lungs for the next hour. I took a shower, cleaned up and went out to have some dinner and a lot of drinks.
Then I went back to my apt. took another shower, laying on the bed in my shorts watching some TV trying to still get my head around what all had gone down. Now at this point nothing I did was wrong, and I kept replaying in my mind if there was any sign that I might have missed. No, nothing. Then I thought about Anna, I thought maybe a 80 percent chance she had a hole or two in her head.
THEN there was a lite knock on my door. Hell it's 2AM, who could this be? I looked under the door and saw two perfectly painted toenails but no one else. Hmmm. I opened the door and there she stood, she stepped back and to her right kinda fast and I braced my legs and made a fist, thinking that someone was about to rush past her and shoot me, but no one came, I guess she was scared I might be swinging at her, I asked, "What do you want? Why are you here?" "Please let me in and I'll tell you everything."
Someone hit pause again and those two asssshollles popped up again, one saying, "Are you nuts?? Shut the door now, now, now!" The other was saying, "Hey this should be good, man, you got to at least hear what she has to say." Then another one popped up, you know from in the very rear in the dark and yelled, "Damnnn that girl's got some good stuff don't she???" He then faded with a, "God o mighty damnnn" and a "Yeeee hawww." I said, "Shut up!" to all of them and said, "You have 10 minutes, come in."
She sat on my bed, and cried and told me she use to be with him but when she met me she knew I was the one, and had told him bye, she then went with me and she got a little crazy being there and just wanted to go home for a few months and was going to come back, thats why she said she left her things there. Then after she got back she started missing me so much and she knew I was her soul mate. She said they had talked and she told him she didn't love him and he said, "OK, fine, go do whatever you want, I hope you're happy." Yeah, 10 mins turned to 20, 30 40, I awoke in the AM because she was giving me a dang fine bbbj.
We spent the day together and she asked me to come to her sister's house that they were going to have some people over and have a cook out. I said, "Are you sure this is safe, that everything you have told me is true? Don't get me killed over this crap, Anna??" "No, it's all good. Please, my love." OK, fine, I go.
Good cookout everything's great, until Mr. 45 and 9 mm. pulls up out front and gets out to ask what am I doing there? I told him the story she told me, and he said, "OK, no guns I just want to talk to you and find out more info on everything, ok?" He tells me when he took her that day she cried and told him she was sorry and she just wanted to make sure he was the one for her and he was.
He said they had sexxx and she went back home. I said, "Well not all true. She came to my apt. and had sexxx with me that night as well, and the next day and then told me to come over here." He said, "Do you love her? If you do I'll let you have her." Like it was an old toy he was willing to part with. I said, "I thought I did, but I know I don't now." I said, "What you need to do is use her but that's it, never marry her or you're in for the some stuff with some other dude."
Till this day I have no idea what all that was about and three years later she still writes me.
Last edited by Witling on Wed Feb 13, 2008 3:39 pm, edited 3 times in total.
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If Iv'e ever here a mere drop of desire to bring a chica here its just been evaporated ! I choose to RENT not buy .
I helped one translate an email from a guy in Canada, told her to quit playing around and ask him for a laptop 
she laughed. She had 4-5 guys emailing her which is typical I think if a gulch chica has an email address.
