I rarely post anything resembling "metaphysical"

on CRT anymore, but I will give it my best shot.
I guess I am one of the guys who "has settled down a little bit"... as RM3 puts it. My appetite for being in the middle of monger heaven/party central all the time started waning about 3 years ago. I began to limit my activity in the gulch to a handful of favoritas rather than bouncing back and forth between SL, HDR, KL & the MPs like so many of us do. I was becoming jaded with my trips to CR, and decided to explore other destinations (Colombia, the DR, Europe). The change of scenery felt good.
Around that time, I also browsed a couple of latina dating sites with the thought of trading my basic p4p mongering schtick for the company of a few discreet mistresses throughout CA/SA. Little did I know, things would be changing for me very soon. I became acquainted with a number of outstanding women through these sites... including two wonderful, down-to-earth ticas. I was happy spending time with them, but was intrigued by the Colombianas I had met on-line... I needed to move on. During my first Colombian trip, I hooked up with all four of my Colombiana sweethearts and dedicated some quality time for each of them. They were all attractive, classy and sincere. But it was the paisita in Medellin who caught me off guard and ruined my plans.
After reading this thread earlier in the afternoon, I decided I would return and try posting... but was a little unsure of what I should write. After reading the following post, I realized I wanted to say the same things...but would never be able to do it as eloquently:
Jazz Musician partially wrote:
Quote:
If you take your time and find the right non-working-girl Latina, a girl who has paid her bills working a real job, has lots of friends, a good family, you'll be all right. Latinas are not scared off by you being safado because they grew up with it. They'll try to ease you out of mongering without capital punishment. And while your desire to monger will never go away, it will diminish. A good woman, confident, with a good heart and honest, will not need to make big drama around this. Because she will know she's got you in a way all the others don't, and I don't mean materially - although that way, too. You have to be there for her always - because she's going to be there for you when you're in a wheel chair with MS. The putas won't, but she will - IF....she knows you love her completely and never want to live without her. You have to demonstrate that every day.
Some of you already know my novia, LA, in Medellin. We're not quite at the stage that Jazz is with his wife, but aspiring rather steadily.

When I first met her, I felt something different and special. I returned to MDE two months later to make sure the "chemistry" wasn't only a "lustful reaction" getting the best of me. After the second trip, I knew I had found a keeper...sexy, educated, passionate and independent with no baggage (eg k*ds). She's only 10 years my junior, so I don't get any funny looks when she accompanies me to Parque Lleras.

I am about to enter retirement, and plan on spending it with her in Colombia. Much of what Jazz describes about his relationship, I sense in ours. It's been "muy contento", no drama and no stress ever since LA and I first met two years ago.
Back on topic:
I leveled with my novia almost from the beginning, when it became evident that we were entering into a long-term relationship. My reasoning was, the worst that could happen to me is she would cut me loose. It might sting, but I would survive. I told her that I may occasionally experience a "lapse of morals" and enjoy the company of another woman, but in no way would this diminish my feelings towards her. LA giggled, and said she understands that because this type of behavior is the most well-known secret of Colombian society. She added, somewhat more solemnly: "Remember, no matter what happens, at the end of the the day, your heart belongs to me." I nodded and said, "OK, I can live with that, too." I am very lucky to have met LA, and the last thing I want to do is cause her hurt or embarrassment.
We revisit this topic ever so often. At times, I think it provides her with a source of mild amusement, but she swears my happiness is paramount to her. Even though I am somewhat cynical, I do believe her. My urge to "play" is nowhere near the level it was 4 or 5 years ago, but is still there. I'm not sure whether it's due to the vestiges of an adolescent trying to prove himself or the simple fact that I like chicas. My novia believes it is the latter... I am inclined to agree with her.
