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I still say it was a great walk...we all got to see Park La Merced in the dead of night didn't we?

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You guys were just mean. Leaving this fat, defenseless (and drunk), old fart at the end for sacrifice. One of the benefits though was not having to walk as far when we doubled back.

Spanky, you are one fortunate man, she would still have you handcuffed in her dungeon.

We were a sight to behold but, TAKE A CAB AT NIGHT!!!

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It's not the size of the wand that put the rabbit in the hat, it's the magic in it!!!

Nah. In my alcohol addled brain I would have said propina and she would free me.



Or have a sacrificial gringo handy.

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About five years ago I was enjoying my Imperial when about 10 uniformed guys entered Del Rey, asking passports an documents to everyone. They took many girls who were illegally in CR. I know this type of raid is not a big deal, but it made feel very unconfortable. Thanks,

Ok .. for me , it's a 3 way tie.

1) Banged a chica one night with the lights off. She was a tiny little spinner from the island of Dominica. We were slam-phuckin' hard and fast in every position for atleast 45 minutes. I still remember laying there on these soaking wet sheets afterward. The chica eventually got up and went into the bathroom. Just as she turned on the light in the banyo , I turned on the light by the bed. She screamed and when I looked up I almost went into shock. It looked like two-thirds of her body had been painted red. She stood there with her mouth open looking me up and down. When I looked down I saw that i was smeared with blood from my stomach almost to my knees. I turned around and the bed looked like a murder had taken place there! We had been lying in it so it was on both of our butts and backs as well. I have never seen this much blood come from a girl and still haven't til this day. After realizing she wasn't hurt , this chica had the nerve to look at me and shake her head as if I had done something wrong!

2) Extremely drunk guy in BM gets cut off so decides to go to the banyo.
About a minute after he staggers away from his barstool , I go in there to splash some water on my face. When I walk in , all the stalls are filled and everyone had their heads turned towards the dude at the middle stall. It was the drunk guy. His pants were down at his ankles, his face was mashed against the wall, he was talking incoherently to himself (I think) and his feet were slowly sliding backwards. Within about 15 secondshis face was planted firmly in the pisser and he was attempting to mutter apologies to all as he pissed all over his shoes. There were about six guys standing there watching this and everyone , including one of the security guys were laughing so hard we were in tears.

3) Yet another incident involving the throne room of the porcelain god.
After closing down KL, me and a buddy took our very tipsy Colombianas to our seperate rooms. I was kinda tired and had almost decided to get some sleep and leave the sexo until the morning. My chica decided to go take a shower. About 5 minutes after she had closed the door I heard a loud bang. It was so loud I sprung up out of the bed. Then I hear her screaming my name at the top of her lungs. I run to the door and open it. The shower curtain rod is on the floor, one of the towels and a roll of TP are in the toilet, the shower is on, the Colombiana is naked and her body is almost folded shortways in the tub with the curtain underneath her and her feet sticking straight up in air! I didn't even know anyone could fit in a bathtub that way. She was crying and holding her elbow. I turned off the shower, pried her out of the tub and laid her on the bed. Then I got some ice from downstairs for her elbow. It seems she was so drunk that she had a dizzy spell and tripped backwards into the tub ... phuckin' up most of the bathroom in the process. No more than ten mintes after all of this excitement she decides she wants to phuck like a wild animal all over the room! I had her handprints on the mirror for the remainder of my stay.

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Okay...

#3 Was the day that I had Alexandra on her knees in a chair facing another VIP member's member while I worked on her with both a magic wand and most of my hand. The session was immortalized in digital stereo. Muy rico...

#2 Was a night in Amistad with two Brazilians. This was the room with the spiral staircase and the railing around the head of the bed. It took most of the afternoon to set up the room. I tied a chair leaned back against the railing and rigged an overhead attachment point for a wand so that it hung directly in the lap of anyone who happened to be restrained in that chair. I won't go into details but one of the girls pulled the drapes down for half a wall of windows and we left scars on the railing that remain today.

#1 I can't even talk about...

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but your love don't pay my bills,
I NEED THE MONEY!" - John Lee Hooker

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holy shit, that blood story. and to think i was waiting for you to leave 312 in april. now i know why nothing works in that room.
you should carry a camera.
one story from jacos beatle bar that rates/
and extremely drunk american patron attracts the attention of "security" in the back of the bar.
as he is led forcefully out of the bar with the security guy holding him from behind by the collar and the belt, the security guy trips and the guy is face planted onto the floor right behind me with the full weight of the guard on top of him.
sickening sound to hear a guys melon mashed like that. so the security guy just gets up and stands back while the drunk is basically twitching in a pool of blood. i took pictures of the scene and got the guard to at least get ice for his head while the ambulance came.
some derelict saying he was a doctor pronounced the guy brain dead at the moment he actually spoke to us. i put my email address in his pocket and wrote for him to get ahold of me if he wanted to know what had happened. never heard from him. doubt he was the same after that.