Managua

[Meat Loaf]

Dodger Bulldog, I had to re-read your post several times 'cause I too was confused by "titties" and "titles." Of course only you can post high-quality pictures and foreever you will be a VIP of ISG. Thanks for all you have contributed. I'm actually honored that you read the Managua thread. I guess you're a true monger!

[Dodger Bulldog]

Self help?

Funny.

Those are some good titles.

Shit, I thought you wrote "Those are some good titties" and came here to take a look.

What a letdown!

DB

[Meat Loaf]

This post will cover many themes and touch upon many topics including the title, so buckle-up for this excursion into the demented mind of Meat Loaf.

Theme #1

The Double Life; The two sides of a coin; The dark side overpowers the bright side; and your life implodes as a consequence of your deceit!

Meat Loaf understands that most people are weak! Meat Loaf understands that most people are co-conspirators in societies mandates. Meat Loaf understands that a little p*ssy on the side is recreation and does not encompass the totality of one's life. Meat Loaf is a realist and knows the many justifications for living a lie yet Meat Loaf lives the truth. (The internet is the best thing for those liars because they can remain anonymous while endulging in whorism.)

What kind of life are you living when you can't be honest with yourself? You're a john / a trick / a simp. You're a hooker / prostitute / puta. Accept it, feel relief, and enjoy an honest life. I guess it's the same lie you tell by living beyond your means. Or the same lie you tell yourself everyday when you arrive at work. Or maybe it's the same lie you tell yourself on the reasons your married to the woman you never really liked, but were pressured into bondage. Get honest with yourself just as the former governor of New Jersey did. Don't be the senator from Idaho living a public lie and being the butt. (pun intentended.)

If your excuses for selling your soul, mind, and happiness is a paycheck that's sad. If your excuse are the children that's sad. Whatever excuse you extend for living a double life is unacceptable 'cause you only have one (1) life with a span of 80 useful years. Everyday I arise knowing that I'm Meat Loaf and determine my day, destiny, and thoughts. Follow my guide and be yourself:

I'll take the Pepsi Challenge anyday of the week on my happiness knowing that I determine my life's existence. Maybe this is because I know my history and know my role in the sphere called human existence.

All I ask of ISG readers is that you be yourself and stop living double lives!

Sex tourists: You live married within North America, but you yearn overseas happiness. You board a plane in search of prostitutes. You bring condoms and buy medicines to prevent sexually transmitted diseases. You finally relax and enjoy life as you drink a beer and look at the workers. You rent some p*ssy for the hour. You're happy, yet you begin to worry about your other life and lies in North America. You continuously think about getting caught in your lies. Reluctantly you buy more p*ssy for the hour. Finally, your few days overseas comes to an end and you board the plane for North America. You arrive back into your other life always thinking when will I get caught. (You're an honest man so it's only a matter of time before your lies fall apart.)

The business trip you used as cover for your prostitution appetite worked, but when will the lies surface. Always you are worried. Always you are fearful. And this sentiment will never subside 'cause you're living a double life built upon lies and deciet. Advice: Don't get mad when someone else is banging your wife and she's helping them with financial assistance in the thousands of dollars. She likes young people sex too! The difference is: She's a woman and you're a man and therefore by default you're guilty and she's a victim from your years of mongering and family destruction by servicing prostitutes.

(I bang more North American middle aged women than Roto Rooter layes pipe! These beautiful, under-appreciated flowers love helping a young man accomplish his goals since I helped her accomplish hers- orgasm! Advice: If you're living a lie so is she so don't get mad nor jealous when someone else is massaging her "G-Spot. " Instead, keep going to work and make that money so she can give me some. After all, these ISG stories take time to write and time is money.)

(I'm starting to believe this bullsh*t I'm writing! )

Meat Loaf knows that many admire my posts and a few dispise my commentary. Meat Loaf knows that those few "haters" or persons with envy spend more time filling their hearts and minds with bad sentiments than good. Heed my advice in the upcoming themes: Worry about yourself and not the next person. Don't hate me, Meat Loaf, 'cause I spend more time inside p*ssy than a Tampax tampon!

Theme #2

As I told under-performers in North America and as I tell all persons presently: Worry about yourself and not the next person. "Loco Lady" just couldn't follow this simple and relevant advice. How it happened is as followed:

Fridays are paydays and every Friday I get disgusted that I'm paying for p*ssy access. So I commented on how I wanted to fire the maid and allocate her duties upon "Loco Lady. " Not being shocked that "Loco Lady" grew accustom to having maid access, she bucked. Selling harder for the girl to keep her job than Napolean Hill she talked about how the girl needed a job 'cause she's pregnant. Meat Loaf said: The baby aint mine so I don't give a f*ck! Maybe she should use condoms to prevent unwanted or I'll-timed pregnancy. Laughter was received. "Loco Lady" sold me for the girl to keep her job for approximately one hour. She commented that the weekly salary for the maid is less than I spend daily at the brothel. True, but it's my money b*tch so shut-up (callate.)

"Loco Lady" chased away previous employees of Meat Loaf with no problem: The 19-year old university student, the employee from last year, the all p*ssy girl were all victims of "Loco Lady" wanting to delegate HR duties.

Several discussions were held regarding me giving the employee from last year a job. The same sob story that "Loco Lady" gave me about the maid was used in defense for the employee from last year. "Loco Lady" wasn't hearing it. After a few days I laid down the law. (Yes, I could have laid down the law earlier, but I'm trying to stack my home with 3 peices.of-p*ssy and maintain a pleasant atmosphere so negotiation is required periodically.) I told "Loco Lady" to pack her sh*t-up and leave. The employee from last year is returning. ("Loco Lady" is embarassing herself always returning home to her momma with garbage bags full of clothes. Why can't she follow the program? )

I don't have the time nor patience to sell someone confidence in my story, my posts, or anything else that I represent. Either you believe me and my words or you don't. It's that simple. The world has 6 Billion residents so there is no shortage of prospects to speak with and by me speaking three (3) languages (English, Spanish, and Portuguese) there are ample prospects for whom I can communicate. I write this paragraph because "Loco Lady" would repeatedly say that she loves me, but I do not love her and am just playing with her emotions. As detailed earlier in this paragraph, either you believe my words or you don't. Hence, I told her to pack-up her belongings and leave! It's that simple: Either one believes or they don't and if belief is not present than your presence should be nonexistent as well. (These girls need to develop what is commonly referred to as "game. " Everyone tries to place the onus upon the male for he should be the person with romantic verbal skills, but these lame-ass broads are so pathetic in their verbal banter. Shame on you assholes that place p*ssy upon a pedistal for you help perpetuate their lack of romantic development. Just as you are learning wh*re management from my posts, the females need to study the fine art of romance.)

Moral of the story: "Loco Lady" was too concerned about the next person (girl) and not herself that she can now worry about herself full-time as she searches for a new brothel and new clients per f*ck. Advice: Worry about yourself and not the next person!

Theme #3

The employee from last year has always enjoyed giving me p*ssy. She loves this Meat Loaf even more than before 'cause her husband can't hit "rock bottom" like I do. She knows how it goes down. She knows I'm gonna' f*ck her three (3) times daily. She knows she's gonna suck more d*ck than a punk in prison. She starts today after a week of limbo regarding her employment and it costs me half the price of "Loco Lady" so I'm happy.

Theme #4

Who's f*cking who? It turned out that I know the boyfriend of the 19-year old university student. He's a Meat Loaf admirer 'cause I crush the b*tches before his eyes. Little does he know that I'm crushing his sweetheart too. I'm considering having her lame-ass, lackluster p*ssy return to my home for a stabbing and to train that p*ssy properly.

Theme #5

These b*tches are scared of Meat Loaf! It's not my fault that the brothel workers want to become my girlfriends / wives. Yesterday, I tried for the first-time to bed a young lady I've known for at least four (4) months. She refused and told the owner that I'm the boyfriend of the employee from last year. The girls stated that the employee from last year is in love with me. What about being in love with her husband and father of her three (3) children? No sirve (It aint good for nothing! ) No vale mierda (He aint worth sh*t! ) That's f*cked-up when you can't even get p*ssy from professional prostitutes. That's cool: I'm gonna f*ck every last wh*re within the brothel next week! I'm doing my push-ups in preparation. I'm doing my squats in preparation. I'm performing my tongue exercises in preparation. I'm about to go on a rampage of hardcore f*cking as I recruit new talent! The next few days will be spent budgeting my p*ssy apetite and loading (cargando) my boys with juice.

Theme #6

Take my advice and f*ck their (female admirers) minds up by immediately by hiring a maid. Most females in Latin America have been trained to perform domestic chores for their significant other of the male gender. When you eliminate this duty the female will not know what to do. She will realize that her presence really is not needed beyond sex. And if she attempts to ration or perform sexually of the highest caliber then she's useless. Additionally, these broads will get accustomed to living the good life by having access to your maid. If your going to live in Latin America as a married or single male then hire a maid immediately upon arrival. (It's like living in a hotel: It's great having a maid.)

I hope this post satisfies your thirst for Meat Loaf tails.

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[Meat Loaf]

Meatloaf,I thoroughly enjoy your reports.

Have you ever considered writing a self help book(s)?

Suggested titles, W*ore management 101 or Purchasing Pussy,(the complete buyers guide).

My compliments.

Laser

Self help?

Funny.

Those are some good titles.

[Laser Eye]

Meatloaf,I thoroughly enjoy your reports.

Have you ever considered writing a self help book(s)?

Suggested titles, W*ore management 101 or Purchasing Pussy,(the complete buyers guide).

My compliments.

Laser

[Sexy Boy]

Please post some pictures of your adventures. Also I think you should change your nick to NICALOVER.

[Meat Loaf]

Last week I allowed "Loco Lady" to resume her role, but with limited access. After completing a benefits analysis it was a "no brainer" to accept her back into my bed. She paid the appropriate fine for the destruction she caused weeks earlier.

Loco Lady and my Sex-Employee from last year know one another from the brothel. Of course Meat Loaf want his three (3) live-in sex-employees so he offered employment to both. The employee from last year did arrive to begin her shift from 10 a. M. Until 6 p. M. , but stormed out when I disclosed that "Loco Lady" had resumed her role despite the two escandaloes (arguments / drama events.) The brothel was in full-entertainment learning of "Loco Lady's" regenerated role in my life. My ex-employee made a statement which I found funny: "You think you're gonna' f*ck her when you want and then f*ck me when you want? Answer: Yes, that's your job! "

Each day all this week the ex-employee arrived for work. Attempting to manage the situation I had a long conversation with "Loco Lady" about this girl needing employment. "Loco Lady" threatened to quit. "Loco Lady" placed me into a position where I had to choose her superior services or look for other girls to stack my home and accomplish the three (3) objective. Therefore, I informed the employee of last year that she may not work for me 'cause "Loco Lady" will not permit it. (The girls at the brothel know "Loco Lady" doesn't play around when Meat Loaf is concerned and they stay guarded in her presence.)

"Loco Lady" said I can have regular girls visit my home, but no prostitutes because their mentality is totally different. (See previous post regarding the prostitute mentality.)

The end result is Meat Loaf only has "Loco Lady" and the maid. Meat Loaf must monger outside the home as instructed by "Loco Lady. " Meat Loaf ha placed his quest of three (3) live-in pieces-of-p*ssy on hold. Who would have thought how jealous and competitive prostitutes are: Can't we all just get along?

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[Meat Loaf]

(Meat Loaf lesson learned in his pursuit of three (3) live-in sex employees.)

Prostitution is not a job, it's a career! According to Webster's Dictionary a career is defined as: career (noun.) A chosen pursuit; a profession or occupation. The general course or progression of one's working life or one's professional. Since many of these hookers must learn how to mentally accept taking strange, random d*cks for money and then learn how to manipulate men for more financial gain, I consider this a skill that is developed over time and through practice.

If you met her (your wife / girlfriend / baby's mamma) while she was selling p*ssy at work, then when she is not with you she will resume selling p*ssy for financial or personal gain, and when you break-up she will resume selling p*ssy for financial or personal gain. All that you're accomplishing while she's under your supervision is dedicated p*ssy sales. The less emotions you have the better you will be. The more you treat her as a pimp the better she will be! She understands p*ssy sales and is accustomed to a manager dictating her p*ssy sales quota. She may attempt to "class-up" her chosen occupation by calling it a "job, " but in reality it is a career!

Fellas', don't get fooled into thinking you saved her from a life of prostitution by dating her / getting married to her / supporting her child (ren) / or other "woe is me stories. " You simply are a financial or personsonal vehicle for which she is debiting.

It really shouldn't be this hard to perform P-4-P, but it is! If it weren't this hard and involved this much thought every male would have a happy stable full of b*tches. But every male does not. Instead, they purchase these durable goods from trained professionals in b*tch management and p*ssy sales. (P*ssy is a durable good 'cause the lifespan of a hooker is short.)

As professional hookers these girls have gained experience, fine-tuned their skills, and mastered the art of "male disgust. " Therefore, how are you and your good intentions going to change her mentality? The mentality that enabled her to stomach your gender-based presence.

The less emotion you exhibit the better! The more you think of your relationship from the perspective of sexual services the better! The more you stop trying to be "Captain Save-a-Hoe" the better. She's a prostitute by profession and that says it all.

These "pros" don't fear another women who is not a prostitute herself 'cause she does not have the experience or mindset of treating her p*ssy as a tangible item. They do have fear and disgust for other prostitutes 'cause they know giving me / you p*ssy is nothing in their minds and is simply a tool.

Don't Save Her: She Doesn't Want to be Saved!

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[Noguera]

Loaf

Glad to see that my Spanish language tutoring is paying off for you! lol

Noguera

[Meat Loaf]

on thursday, i made arrangements for her to visit my home and to resume her employment. (she loves this meat loaf.) until 10 a. m. friday morning i waited, but could wait no longer and went to the brothel, her place of commercial endeavors. engaging in my daily consumptive practices i spoke with the other girls and received the latest gossip. within the hour my ex-employee arrives at the brothel.

she walks in to witness me on the sofa with the girls and states she just left my house and the maid said i was out at the brothel. how my maid knows of my addiction is unknown to me, but she was correct. of course the other girls were impressed by such a statement.

(as i've detailed previously, the ability to converse in "wh*respeak" is mandatory for successful mongering and that language is money. frequently, i transmit broadcast text messages via cellphone that state: "quien tiene mas reales que meat loaf? a nadie! " (who has more money than meat loaf? nobody! ) this illusion on my part helps keep my name in their mouth and my presence within their minds. in fact it has become their heckle.)

she sits alongside me and we begin to caress, kiss, and talk. i ask her if she wants to return to my home to earn her money or remain at the brothel. she replies for us to leave the brothel ensuring she receives 100% of the money bypassing the owner, but i refuse. not wanting any problems with the owner for always taking girls to my house i suggest we stay there for the day. at approximately noon we enter the room.

nervious for the p*ssy bashing she was about to receive all of the contents fell from her purse as she searched for the condoms. nervious for the p*ssy bashing she was about to receive she lost her footing and fell upon the floor. nervious for the p*ssy bashing she was about to receive she knocked over the portable fan. we both laughed at her timidity.

i enter the p*ssy missionary style, but only after allowing her to remove my ralph lauren white boxer briefs at such time the loaf fell out. harder than chinese math she grabbed the ladrillo (brick / loaf.) she placed her soft wet lips around the head and began to suck. how many licks until she reaches the creamy filling was my thought? not wanting to stand any longer i layed down on the bed where she continued. (she loves meat loaf and actually says it often. i guess her husband is lacking in this area as well. currently, she has three (3) daughters and is receiving little, if any, financial assistance from her husband. therefore, meat loaf is there to aide this damsel in distress.)

of course, i rocked that p*ssy in every position imaginable. she was more than willing to satify my requests for various positions, but when i attempted to beat that p*ssy up while standing up she bucked off the pogo stick. at this point she ran faster than marion jones on steroids. sucking on some more loaf and taking some more d*ck we orgasmed together.

two hours later we entered the room again for more f*cking. we conversed for a while about what i cannot remember. i do remember that she remembered a lot of characteristics and habits of mine which indicates she has an attraction for me. having romantic feelings for a trick or hooker can and usually is detrimental so i try to avoid such feelings.

(last week, i allowed "loco lady" to re-enter my home, but with restricted privledges and a fine for the possessions she destroyed. for the past week she has really been working hard at providing me with superior sexual services, but is leaving my home everyday for a few hours at a time. i don't really care about her leaving the home, but suspect this wh*re is providing somebody else home delivery. it's just a matter of days before she receives her final walking papers. the price of her re-entry into my life was one-hour a viagra-enduced anal sex of which she is still feeling the effects.)

on monday morning she came over to resume her old employment and began hugging me upon entrance into the home. i told her to chill for a minute 'cause "loco lady" was in the bedroom. she said then why am i here and stormed away madd. i attempted to calm her down 'cause there really is no problem: i can pay the salaries and prevent the jealousy of both ladies. instead, she stormed out of the house and called me crazy.

shortly after i went to the brothel to speak with her. she was mad; she had told the girls what happened; and she was trying to stay as far away from me as possible. the story was that she didn't want to create any problems with "loco lady" after hearing what i've documented concerning her locuras. the fact that she has emotions for me didn't help either.

as i entered the brothel all of the girls were looking at me with contempt. by now they should know my m. o. smirking, awaiting the drama, and other signs of jubliation were present. i'm a gentleman so i after she ran into the back to avoid me, i purchased her a soda pop. after about 30-minutes she could hide no longer and had to appear in the sala (lounge area.) looking for a place to hide so she wouldn't feel stupid or ashamed, she found cover with the girl that peer-pressured me. i soon infiltrated their area and began salesman mode. (i wish i could call it pimp mode, but considering that i'm paying for their time and receiving zero (0%) revenue from their vaginas makes me a trick. but dammit, i'm gonna' be the best trick there is.)

within one beer i had regained her confidence, regained her trust, gained her affection, and received her word that she'll return to my home on tuesday morning. i dropped a few dollars discretely into her pocket as a sign of my desire to cuidarse (take care of her.) we spoke of how romance is not a good idea, but friends with sexual benefits is the preferred method of interaction. as i type this report she has two hours left in the "wh*reday" so i'll go pay her a visit and see what the sentiment is among the working girls.

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[Meat Loaf]

Well, Meat Loaf, I agree with you up to a point. I feel too, that a woman should have some nice meat on her body. A nice soft cushion under you instead of bone and muscles. But only up to a point for me. That girl in Managua was about at my limit.

My ideal is a girl on the slim side, but with nice natural, medium to large tits (no silicone) and some baby fat around the tummy and thighs. Yum-yum. Of course, I want a nice friendly personality, and trying to please me, while herself enjoying it. But, here is where being 68 is a real disadvantage. No matter in how good shape I am, I still look like an old man. And I can drop only one load. Thus, I cannot blame a young thing for not being wildly excited. But I try to compensate by being nice to her and giving a good DATY which I like a lot.

I am a retired professor and the enclosed pic is a sweet young student I am planning to "meat loaf" on my next trip (we have a date set). It should fulfill some fantasy of the prof and his student. Maybe you find her too thin, but for me vow! I can hardly wait.

Every good professor needs a competant TA (teaching assistant) to ensure the pupil is prepared for the professor instruction! She sensational. She makes me want to enroll in the nearest doctoral program and get tenured.

You must write about this up-and-cumming adventure.

[Nabradi]

I'd knock the stuffin out of muffin! I've always liked my girls with some meat.

It's soft to lay upon and squeeze. That skinny stuff doesn't do much for me. And better yet a little kangaroo pouch is cool to hold onto from doggie style. A fat ass works well to bounce upon.

In summary, if she has a good personality and a vagina she might get "Loafed. "

How is it possible that your short visit to my territory yielded an addition to the photo gallery, but I can't post any pictures? How sorry am I?

Well, Meat Loaf, I agree with you up to a point. I feel too, that a woman should have some nice meat on her body. A nice soft cushion under you instead of bone and muscles. But only up to a point for me. That girl in Managua was about at my limit.

My ideal is a girl on the slim side, but with nice natural, medium to large tits (no silicone) and some baby fat around the tummy and thighs. Yum-yum. Of course, I want a nice friendly personality, and trying to please me, while herself enjoying it. But, here is where being 68 is a real disadvantage. No matter in how good shape I am, I still look like an old man. And I can drop only one load. Thus, I cannot blame a young thing for not being wildly excited. But I try to compensate by being nice to her and giving a good DATY which I like a lot.

I am a retired professor and the enclosed pic is a sweet young student I am planning to "meat loaf" on my next trip (we have a date set). It should fulfill some fantasy of the prof and his student. Maybe you find her too thin, but for me vow! I can hardly wait.

[Meat Loaf]

I am located just outside of Washington DC.

Oh, I was thinking you were currently living in Central America. No big deal, just curious.

[Riggo]

Where are you currently located Riggo?

I am located just outside of Washington DC.

[Meat Loaf]

Sunday

While making my rounds I noticed two (2) middle aged Gringo mongers chatting it up with some girls at the bar. Upon my entrance these Gringos noticed my Gringo heritage as well, but neither of us greeted one another. Instead, I watched the Gringos take their respective girls to the room and perform some damage for approximately one hour.

Friday

After spending all day at the brothel breaking-in my ex-employee for three (3) hours and two (2) ejaculations I relaxed. During this down time I noticed the same two (2) Gringos enter my domain. Shocked and amazed at their presence I greeted the Gringos commenting on how I saw them the Sunday prior. Adjoining the Gringos at their table for beverages we spoke of professional labours in the USA; how Costa Rica, Panama, and Colombia are way better than Nicaragua for mongering; and other pleasantries. Shortly thereafter the Gringos rented some p*ssy for the hour. Translation services of Meat Loaf were used during required moments. After they accomplished their masculine missions they departed, but only after we exchanged contact information.

One Gringo mentioned the "Medellin Mansion, Colombia" and other signs of an experienced ISG reader. Not being an agent of Jackson and his ISG site I chose not to mention the site, but gained the impression that these Gringos are avid readers of ISG. Just as many of you are fans of ISG without ever writing any letter, they too appeared to be made of the same cloth. Nonetheless, their one week (1) stay in Managua yielded mixed reviews and they expressed this was their first and will be their last time mongering Managua. They expressed much pleasure in the aforementioned countries above and I too must agree with their analysis.

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