Managua

[Julio Frippo]

Hello to all,

Because I am not as descriptive as Meat Loaf in documenting my recent adventure in MAU, I will defer to his post below (RE: 68 Year old Etc.). I will only add that my experience, thanks to Meat Loaf's expert advice was second only to my Costa Rica mongering expeditions. I will now relate what I see as the mongering location differences between MAU and SJ.

Chica selection: when comparing the San Jose massage parlors to the Managua bar/cat houses, I see very little difference in chica quality. Both locations have chica's in the 5-9 ranges, with SJ having maybe a few more at the higher numerical level. IMO. There were more (but not many) MAU chica's that exhibited somewhat of a spare tire in their middle than in SJ.

Meat loaf: I cannot thank Meat Loaf enough for his guidance and friendship. Despite our age differences, we meshed very well. He is very personable and low key, and also a lot of fun to be with. Yes, he’s just as wild and crazy as his posts indicate. The loaf made my experience so much better than if I had been solo. Anyone that is planning a trip to Managua, should send Meat Loaf a private message, you won’t be disappointed. As he indicated in several of his posts, many of the Chica locations are impossible to find if you don’t know the city. With his excellent language skills and knowledge of the city, he was able to direct the taxi drivers to these out of the way locations. I never felt threatened at any of the places we visited, as everyone in the places seemed to know Meat Loaf. Of course this included the chica’s which helped me get good service (as reported by meat Loaf, the chica relating that she was on her period is an example. Last time in SJ I took one to my room that was bleeding profusely about the groin area, what a turn off.) Being with the Loaf reminded me of the Garth Brooks hit song. “I’ve got friends in low places.” Garth could have been describing Meat Loaf when he wrote that song. Meat Loaf, if you are reading this report, thanks once again for your companionship.

Performance: Being 68 I don't try to fool myself into thinking I'm the worlds best lover, (dammit) however, my friend and family physician was kind enough to give me a Testosterone injection and free samples of both Levitra and Cialis. Both seemed to work well. Besides my age, I also have a heart CRT in plant due to contacting some kind of virus (not STD), which destroyed approximately 1/3 of my left ventricle heart muscle. This condition limits my ability to perform hard exercise such as strenuous sex, other than letting the female ride me like a cowgirl. I have to say that these Nicaraguan chica’s are in good physical condition as they kept on riding without any complaints. In fact, at one spot I paid for a half hour and the sweet thing humped me for 45 minutes at no additional charge, except of course an unsolicited propina after my session. Of course these girls also perform all of the other services one can get in San Jose.

Convenience and ambiance: Here, MAU does fall considerably short of SJ standards but make up for much if this in cost, which I will detail later in this report. My main complaint is that air conditioning in this poor country is not that common. In fact, my first experience (prior to meeting up with Meat Loaf) was at the Fenix after first arriving. Because my hotel (Hotel Cristo Rey) was only one block from the Fenix (good planning), I walked to the Fenix right after checking in. After selecting a cute tall and slim chica from the 10 or so that was there, I paid the 200 Cordova fee ($10.50) and accompanied the chica into a small dark hot room. Although the sex was good, the heat in that room took a lot of the pleasure out of it. After discussing it with Meat Loaf, I found out that for a cost of 50 more Cordova, I could have had an air-conditioned room. Also, this room did have a bathroom and shower to wash up after the act, but there were no towels to wipe dry with. This all could have been avoided if I wasn’t Spanish language challenged. Meat Loaf and I did visit other establishments that were fully air-conditioned and I did indulge and despite the small rise in cost, found that to be a more pleasant experience. Unlike picking up a chica at the Del Rey in San Jose, in Managua the most common procedure is having to pay the bar owner, madam, pimp or whatever you want to label them a fee to take a chica to your hotel.

Cost: The difference in pricing compared to Costa Rica is astonishing. My air-conditioned room (common areas not air-conditioned) at the Hotel Cristo Rey was larger than the rooms one gets in Europe and I would rate as a three star hotel. Nothing fancy but clean and comfortable with cable TV with all the English speaking US major networks and HBO. The staff fell all over themselves to make me comfortable. They met me at the airport in a new air-conditioned van and drove me back for a mere $10 charge. Although a continental breakfast is included, my fat ass needs more food so every morning they cooked me eggs and bacon, rice and beans, toast and coffee. The managers son took me on a tour of the city and the volcano’s outside of town for a mere eight dollars an hour. As an example of the service they rendered, consider the following. On the second morning at the hotel, I walked out to look at the swimming pool and noticed some residue floating in the water. I must have registered a look of revulsion on my face because two employees immediately appeared and started to skim the pool. Honest folks, the people here made me feel like a celebrity millionaire, they treated me that well. Oh yes, the total hotel bill for three nights, breakfast and several bottles of water etc., was $180, U.S. I suppose the most important cost information is the cost for Chica’s. Well believe it or not I did not pay the 40 to 100 dollars currently charged in Costa Rica. The most I paid was in an air-conditioned place with wash up facilities including towels. The cost was an unbelievable $13.15, U.S. Yes that is not a typo, $13.15. These chica’s were not dogs either. Beer was anywhere from $1.50 to $2.00.

Recommendations: For an economical mongering experience, do try Managua. For a low cost but friendly and comfortable hotel, the Hotel Cristo Rey is a good value and close to the Fenix for a late night hump. Even if you will have a wingman, meeting up with Meat Loaf would be a smart move. After all, who has more friends in low places than the Loaf? The only person I can think of is the character Tony Soprano from the HBO series.

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[Meat Loaf]

Meat, why in the world would you continue to put your self thru this crap! Because you like rolling over and hitting a piece of ass in the morning? Or are you a closet "Drama Queen"? Deep down in the dark corners of your soul you must enjoy this stuff, no? Thank God that you are a young man and can handle the stress and all the other B. S. Going on.

All throe I must admit on my next trip to NicaLand I will drop you a line to do some mongering with ya!

J

J Europe, the funny thing about human interaction is that you never know a person's personality until you spend time and get to know them. Getting to know a person presents both the good and the bad.

After you've learned the bad I think it just all comes down to risk management and trying to prevent the nonsense from happening.

And no, I do not like drama whatsoever!

[Meat Loaf]

QUOTE=Grand Pollo]Morena is open in two spots - one a restaurant mostly for locals with dancing at night and firls from her casa, and one a casa in Cd. Jardin which I will try to see if I can. She only charges me C$400 though I suspect that if she sees casual tourists willing to pay US$50 then she just might.

I haven't been near CC yet but I would like info on the place apparently across the street, like which direction, e.g. which street.[/QUOTE]Non aggressively I proclaim that "Grand Pollo" loose his credibility! For the past several months, five (5, ) I have asked you for the address of "Caribbean Morena" (Gina, ) and you have "cock-blocked! " Every ISG reader that reads Nicaraguan posts knows you were the "so-called" expert and you were "gung-ho"on "Caribbean Morena. " I've contacted you several times via PM for the address of the new Caribbean Morena and you have cock-blocked: Everyone values your stories and information "Grand Pollo" so why you chose not to share the address of your favorite locale can be nothing more than hoarding.

*** I will tone down my rhetoric at this point. I extend my friendship to "Grand Pollo" as a fellow-gentleman and desire the same respect. ***

Caribbean Morena is located in the neighborhood of Altamira on the main avenue of Altamira (la Pista Altamira.) The location is a lot nicer than her previous location near El Dorado or down the street from Fenix. The new location has an outdoor patio allowing beautiful views of the street and its traffic. As usual, this place is expensive, but offers women of African-Caribbean desent.

ISG is a community where commaraderie and the sharing of information is valued so please contribute and don't attempt to hoard information that could be useful to others.

Thank You.

[J Europe]

Tiny 12, yes, you were correct and yes I did! Oh drama, she began pounding upon my front wooden door through the burglar bars. She screamed "I love you; " "I didn't do anything wrong; " "let me back in; " and other absurdities! Then she began breaking every single window pane in the front of my home! She grabbed a brick and broke more windows. She broke window panes with her hand and bleed all over my curtains and floor. She slit her wrists in the process. She obtained a huge cut in the palm of her hand. The neighborhood came outside to witness her destruction while I remained behind the iron bars watching television. Knowing the "loco lady" wanted attention from such behavior, I turned the lights off so she could behave in the dark underneath the street light. These events occurred at approximately 9 p. M. I am unaware of what time

Meat, why in the world would you continue to put your self thru this crap! Because you like rolling over and hitting a piece of ass in the morning? Or are you a closet "Drama Queen"? Deep down in the dark corners of your soul you must enjoy this stuff, no? Thank God that you are a young man and can handle the stress and all the other B. S. Going on.

All throe I must admit on my next trip to NicaLand I will drop you a line to do some mongering with ya!

J

[Wanako Tex]

I agree with Tiny, dude you are the Ernest Hemingway of mongers. I would probably do just as you, specially me being central american, but you are so vivid, and colorful in your narrations i look forward to reading your posts. Kudos to you Meat Loaf, and may the ***** gods grace you with fine and obedient hoes, but then again you would not write all these crazy shits every other day. Then again may the hoe gods provide you with tight, cute and cheap, but slightly disturbed hoes. How's that? sound like a deal?

No seriously dude, please don't stop writing, and if possible take some snapshots.

[Meat Loaf]

This is much better than anything on television tonight.

I'm glad to see I'm the butt, entry closed, of your entertainment!

[Tiny 12]

This is much better than anything on television tonight.

After leaving the bar I returned home to find household and personal items destroyed within my home and the "loco lady" butt naked hiding in the corner....Oh drama, she began pounding upon my front wooden door through the burglar bars. She screamed "I love you; " "I didn't do anything wrong; " "let me back in; " and other absurdities! Then she began breaking every single window pane in the front of my home! She grabbed a brick and broke more windows. She broke window panes with her hand and bleed all over my curtains and floor. She slit her wrists in the process. She obtained a huge cut in the palm of her hand. The neighborhood came outside to witness her destruction while I remained behind the iron bars watching television.

[Meat Loaf]

Through PM (ISG Senior Membership) I was contacted to provide "wingman" services to a fellow ISG Senior Member. (Pay Jackson his US $20 for ISG Senior Membership and experience the benefits! ) Six (6) weeks later both ISG Senior Members met at Fenix.

Friday

Entering Fenix with my "ex-girlfriend / employee" ("loco lady") to meet fellow ISG Senior Member she was refused entry. Being a professional in the trade she scoped out the current staff of sex workers for familiarity. To no avail she knew noone and was placed into a taxi with the look of sadness. For she knew I had an appointment to meet fellow ISG Senior Member for mongering guidance so why she acted a fool is her fault. Truthfully, I had zero (0%) interest in having sex with anyone and was just out for the fun of it. Just because a person is at a buffet does not mean they will sample all of the dishes (p*ssies) available and people need to realize that.

At Fenix I spoke English with several of the other customers as I waited for fellow ISG Senior Member. I also spoke to a few of the hookers I knew from other locations who were huge Meat Loaf fans! Don't ask me why I have so many admirers in the sex trade, but I do. Fifteen (15) minutes tarde fellow ISG Senior Member arrives.

Meat Loaf and ISG Senior Member endulge in a few beers and speak with a few of the hookers. He and I change locations especially since he had sampled some of the wares the evening earlier. At the second location (#2) fellow ISG Senior Member was impressed with the attractiveness of the working girls. After a few beers and thoughts he expressed interest in one of the young ladies so I translated the conversation. With Meat Loaf as his guide the aspiring entrepreneur told me to translate that she was unavailable to provide vaginal sex due to menstration, anal sex due to fear, but was available provide oral sex. 68 year old fellow ISG Senior Member wanted to bust open her hymen (misspelled) and refused. Being very impressed at her honesty I suggested to "Senior Citizen" monger that he should provide her a tip for such professionalism. Upon our departure he graciously gave her a tip for which she appreciated.

Location number (#3) was visited. Location number four (#4) was visited where he shared the company with a very nice young lady of which he wanted to have accompany him to the hotel for the evening. Unfortunately the exit fee at this location is too expensive so we departed to location number five (#5.) At this location the sales pressure is high and we chose to change atmospheres.

Traveling across town we visited an outdoor bar where we met local Meat Loaf friends of international decent. After a delicious meal and pleasant company he and I chose to end the evening by escorting fellow ISG Senior Member back to his hotel. I, Meat Loaf, returned to my home where "loco lady" was awaiting my arrival with drama.

Saturday Meat Loaf greets fellow ISG Senior Member at Fenix once again. Meat Loaf witnesses the same English-speaking clientele present as Friday. Meat Loaf engages in conversation with these individuals. Meat Loaf invites 68 year old monger into the conversation. Beers are shared among all. Fellow ISG Senior Member provides Meat Loaf with a gift of gratitude that represented his commercial interests in North America. Meat Loaf accepts the gift with pride and humbleness. Meat Loaf and fellow ISG Senior Member invite English-speaking gentleman to change locations with us and he accepts. Mongers travel to location for mongering. English-speaking monger buys a few beers and a piece of p*ssy through Meat Loaf's introduction. 68 year old monger and Meat Loaf converse for a few beers. Fellow ISG Senior Member decides to depart so he may prepare for this outbound flight later that evening. Meat Loaf waits for English-speaking monger to present himself from the p*ssy for which he had rented. Pleasant conversation is exchanged along with North American and Nicaraguan contact information.

In summary, Meat Loaf enjoyed meeting his fellow ISG Senior Member and providing guidance in the Managua scene for which Meat Loaf is a verifyable expert.

Best Wishes are extended from Meat Loaf to 68 year old monger and looks forward to reading your posts regarding this excursion and future mongering discussions!

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[Meat Loaf]

Man, Meatloaf, I enjoy your stories. For those of us that live vicariously through your experiences, they bring a lot of entertainment and a little bit of joy to our lives. But why go through the pain and suffering? The only thing worse than having a nagging, bitching wife around would be having three of them, which seems to be the position you're working yourself into. Except in addition to the nagging and the bitching, some of these chicas appear to be psycho too. All the drama would drive me crazy. Not to mention you're probably shortening your lifespan with the stress. To some this may be Living the Dream, but to me it would be more like Living the Nightmare. It's one damn entertaining nightmare though.

Tiny 12, yes, you were correct and yes I did!

As many of you may recall I had some drama occur two (2) Fridays ago and was forced to telephone the police on a young "lady. " Immediately after dismissing her I hit the street in search of her replacement. As a VIP at my neighborhood brothel I began recruiting her replacement among her co-workers. These Chica Nicas have serious jealousy problems and when you combine their jealousy with financial gain and the prostitution lifestyle they are a powder keg waiting to explode! Tread lightly with Chica Nicas.

So I did find her replacement with the 19-year old university student who I fired yesterday due to the protest of "Loco Lady" (24 year old former live-in sex employee mother of 2.) As I discussed the reasons for terminating the employment of the university student "loco lady" was eavesdropping and building-up for her explosion. Finally I told the university to depart and wished her best of luck after paying her handsomely for her one week (2. 5 days) worth of salary. "Loco Lady" blew-up at the amount I gave the university student. "Loco Lady" went into a fit and threatened to return the life of prostitution admitting that she's nothing more than a prostitute; and a damn good one.

Seeing that she needed some time out of the house after she slammed 5 Smirnoffs she and I went to Fenix to meet fellow ISG Senior Member. Fenix would not allow her to enter therefore I sent her home in a taxi and maintained contact with her via cellphone.

I, Meat Loaf, did meet fellow ISG Senior Member at Fenix and he and I mongered Managua for several hours. After leaving the bar I returned home to find household and personal items destroyed within my home and the "loco lady" butt naked hiding in the corner. She must have been physically abused in the past 'cause she looked like she wanted me to hit her for such destruction. Instead, I inspected the house for damage and acquired her purse which I set outside of the house on the curb. Grabbing her by the arm I attempted to guide her out of my rental home. She dropped to floor so I dragged her outside. These events occured in the presence of my neighbors. While on the floor she said forgive 'cause I'm drunk. (I never dismiss someones actions or words based upon alcohol.)

Oh drama, she began pounding upon my front wooden door through the burglar bars. She screamed "I love you; " "I didn't do anything wrong; " "let me back in; " and other absurdities! Then she began breaking every single window pane in the front of my home! She grabbed a brick and broke more windows. She broke window panes with her hand and bleed all over my curtains and floor. She slit her wrists in the process. She obtained a huge cut in the palm of her hand. The neighborhood came outside to witness her destruction while I remained behind the iron bars watching television. Knowing the "loco lady" wanted attention from such behaivor, I turned the lights off so she could behave in the dark underneath the street light. These events occurred at approximately 9 p. M. I am unaware of what time she started breaking things inside of my home since I was mongering with fellow ISG Senior Member.

She performed for about 2 hours in this fashion. The neighbors evently went inside of their homes and compounds to retire for the evening, but she kept going.

Not wanting to feel like a hostage I went outside of my home walking past her to visit the brothel of La Morena y La Chela. I knew I had to change-up my locales just in case she went looking for me to continue her attention-seeking behaivor. After about one hour I was hoping she would be gone so I return home. Rounding the corner I saw the "loco lady" in-front of my home still. Taxis were stopping to attend to her needs. I might add that I gave the girl her salary valued at 200% per capita GDP for which she had upon her person.

At this point I was beginning to tire of the drama. I told her to go sell some pussy at the gas station or at the bus stop. You're nothing more than a prostitute so do what prostitutes do. I further told her that she cannot sleep on my porch or on the curb in front of my house and needed to move across the street or onto the next block.

Hours past, (yes, this girl has some fighting stamina when alcohol is involved) and she was still outside. Living near the police station two officers were resting in-front of my home. With nothing to fear I called the officers over. (For some reason females think men are scared of the police when male-female relations are involved. Maybe it's because of all the tears and lies that are involved when females interact (mispelled) with law enforcement.) The male officers came over and she began the lies and cries. After about 8 minutes I got my turn, but only upon her authority. She was harping upon some arbitrary dollar amount to make everything end for the night. I paid it: Par with per capita GDP. The officers were extremely impressed at how I dismissed her and the money to end this nonsense. The officers said to "loco lady" that now she had her money and they left together.

Yeah, I'm a Gringo! B*tches come and go and the dollar is just part of the game! I've never been in love and I aint got no love for these hoes!

She wanted more fighting and came back with two more offiers (male and female) about 2 hours later via taxi. These officers were lying in wake as I opened the wooden door to speak to "loco lady" behind the burglar bars. Evently the officers presented themselves.

Of course she was making anti-Gringo epithets attempting to gain the citizen advantage and she did among these flunkies. They threatened to deport me. That's a joke. They attempted to break my wooden door down, the officers that is. I called the usually corner-men of Meat Loaf for liberty protection. The "loco lady" was talking about some tee-shirt she left behind. I had no further patience for this nonsens, especially since it was no 4 a. M. Yes, this lasted for 7 hours: This more hours than I work in a business day! Ending everything I gave the "loco lady" a Ralph Lauren Polo shirt. She and the officers got into the taxi together and departed.

During both law enforcement episodes the b*tch was claiming that we were husband and wife since she's been living with me for 4 months. The officers agreed! What? Marriage is that easy? I'm obligated to keep this b*tch? She aint on the lease. (In the USA if you allow someone to claim your address for longer than 30 days they are legal residents at said address. In Texas if you co-habitate in a male-female relationship you are commonlaw married. So who knows what nonsense they have here in Nicaragua especially when a Gringo is paying the bills? ) Once again, I aint the one to get played like a poo-butt / fool / sucker / dummy / sap or mark.

I retire to sleep at 4 a. M. After catching-up on lots of cable television viewing. I arise at 6:30 a. M. By my neighbor who accompanied to the police station to file a police report and restraining order. He was the same guy on Tuesday saying I was a bad guy for having "loco lady" and the university student in the house together and walking around the neighborhood on display. Obviously he learned better after her display of "love. "

Little help the police provided! Of course, nobody was at work, but two desk clerks one of whom I see constantly at the brothel. Notheless I filed a report.

I returned home to clean-up the broken windows and purchase new one which were replaced by 10 a. M.

Yeah, b*tch I'm a Gringo, no sweat! All of these gossipping Sons of B*tches can observe how this bullsh*t didn't slow my role one bit!

My landlord called me to inform me that some neighbors went to their house last night to inform them of "loco lady's" activities and appeared to view the damage. I paid rent; told them the story; and received a don't worry! I later called to inform them the windows had been replaced at which time I received a thank you.

Yeah, I'm a Gringo! And so is the landlord's family which is why I'm their tenant!

I hate to admit it, but Tiny 12 was correct. For why I chose to accept such damage back into my life is answered by the p*ssy was good! The day before yesterday, I wrote a list of her positive and negative traits for which I will describe in a later post.

Today's activities will be to embarrass the "loco lady" at the brothel in an attempt to make her feel so unwelcome that she changes locations. She also broke and lost her cellphone so her client list is gone and must rebuild her clientele. The brothel owner warned her about her treatment towards me since I'm his #1 client for two (2) years and I should be able to get her fired / banned from that location. Hopefully I will. I'm also going to spill the beans to her mother and family via a certified letter of her daughters career in an attempt to embarrass her, just as she did me on two occassions with her behaivor.

Go loco the first-time shame on you; go loco the second-time shame on me; go loco the third-time will never occur! And that's my word Tiny 12. My house is back down to one girl and she's my maid: The maid will always last, but the wh*res come-and-go.

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[Meat Loaf]

I f*cked her yesterday and it was no good! About two (2) months ago I f*cked her for about 30-minutes and afterwards I had to bang one of my steadies.

Yesterday, while I was banging that coochie she was watching television. She was colder than Hillary Clinton: Cold fish!

I tried to bang her for another session later in the afternoon and she claimed her guts hurt due to my Meat Loaf. Obviously, she's confused on why she's in my house. I guess I shouldn't have clouded her mind with finance chores.

Tomorrow will be her last day of employment and salary. I feel a little bad 'cause she told her mom about her "new" job, but then again these "hookers" lie so much one can't put too much faith into what they say.

She had a pretty coochie with neatly trimmed hair, fat p*ssy lips, a big clit, flat ass, juicy thighs, big tits, long hair, an extremely small mouth, and pretty white skin. I didn't have her give me a BJ, but I wonder if my Meat Loaf would have fit.

Being 33 years of age I don't know why I got excited about banging some 19-year old. I've never been into young inexperienced girls and don't have the time to develop the pussy. I guess reading ISG posts written by old Gringos chasing young girls (the same girls they were never able to get when they were young) made me do it.

Now, I'm left with two (2) girls in my home and re-thinking my strategy.

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[Tiny 12]

Man, Meatloaf, I enjoy your stories. For those of us that live vicariously through your experiences, they bring a lot of entertainment and a little bit of joy to our lives. But why go through the pain and suffering? The only thing worse than having a nagging, bitching wife around would be having three of them, which seems to be the position you're working yourself into. Except in addition to the nagging and the bitching, some of these chicas appear to be psycho too. All the drama would drive me crazy. Not to mention you're probably shortening your lifespan with the stress. To some this may be Living the Dream, but to me it would be more like Living the Nightmare. It's one damn entertaining nightmare though.

[Meat Loaf]

So here I am on Morning morning waiting for the 19-year old finance student to start her first day at "work. " As I browse my favorite porn websites I envision myself living with three women / hookers on payroll. Last night while I was banging my steady, I was envisioning the privledge of getting out of bed #1 and walking into bed #2 with a pre-moistened d*ck from the orgasm I gave the steady and entering the other piece of ass I have on payroll.

(I know guys that do have hookers living with them, but unlike me, they are earning money from the girls by being a pimp, whereas I'm not earning anything, but am paying. Which is worse the pimp or the client? I've had this conversation with the pimps and recognize the amount of headache that is involved in b*tch management. Truth be told: It's really not that hard to accomplish what I'm trying to do, but to keep the turnover rate low maybe.)

So on Monday she called-in and informed me of her unavailability for this day, but will arrive tomorrow. The Land of Manana (Latin America, ) yet they want 1st world living. Go figure: Something for nothing produces?

Well she showed-up, the 19-year old, with a skirt, some big legs, a cute face, huge tits, and pretty feet! I knocked that ass out one day a few months ago as she was trying to make money for tuition. (Read earlier Meat Loaf posts.)

I'm gonna' "rock that ass" a lot now that I have her in my house. And she's cheaper than the last one I employed! I explained to her some finance info. Since she's studying the industry and was in admiration. I have little experience with young girls, but they do admire a man's leadership 'cause she was up under me like a puppy dogg.

So, another girl (the one who I called the police on, ) that I've been living with tried to get back into the picture by coming over on Sunday. I told her that I had hired some new replacements, but she didn't believe the reality until they showed-up! Now she's crying 'cause her meal ticket is in jeapordy. She putting-up a revolt and trying to deligate her activities. She did comment on how I have 3 women in my house now: Her the 24 year old mother of two; the pregnant (not by me) maid and mother of one; and the 19-year old student. The 24 year old has been living with me since Saturday. (J Europe may have been correct with his previous post, but I figure that now I know her capacity for destruction and saves me from having to learn someone else's capacity for destruction.)

I'll take this 19-year old anyday of the week! I already starting kissing her and feeling on her ass. I told her how much I missed her and did miss that sweet, fresh 19-year old p*ssy. You can still see the goosebumps on that snatch. I'm gonna' ram her up to 10 times per day! I would f*ck her today, but my other live-in is trippin' right now due to jealousy.

I now have them going to the store together, watching television, and bonding. Who will be the first to start "player hating? " If I can't have Meat Loaf this new b*tch won't either. Little does the 24-year old know that her last day is Thursday and I'm gonna' focus on the pregnant maid and 19-year old. The two combined are still cheaper and I can recruit a third.

[Meat Loaf]

i'm moving to the rivas, nicaragua area. please post any info. you have on this area!

thanks guys!

i'm moving to the rivas, nicaragua area. please give me all the info. you guys have on this place!

thanks allot!

noting to really write about concerning rivas or san juan del sur. small beach community with nothing more than surf waves. costa rica would be a hell of a lot better of a place to relocate.

you will be bored out of this world in rivas or sjds. there's nothing to do as far as a well-rounded retirement. costa rica is already developed and has lots of things to do and experience.

the real estate situation is "shaky" in nicaragua since the sandanistas are back in power. the last time they were in power they stole (privatized) lots of foreign real estate assets. no title company has confidence in nicaragua and if they do the cost is extremely high.

usa mortage rates are 6% while nicargua mortgage rates are 15% and that assumes you get financing with the subprime market affecting global markets. costa rica has lots of owner-financed property!

nicaragua is "semi-communist / socialist" and is best-friends with hugo chavez, president of venezuela, who has confirep001ed the cement industry, oil industry, electricy industry, and devalued the bolivar currency tremendously within the country. power shortages and food shortages are common in venezuela. i mention venezuela because daniel ortega, president of nicaragua, is best-friends with chavez. they talk everyday and are always visiting one another. they are anti-usa / north american.

nicaragua is under the thumb of chavez and has bailed out nicaragua with a new power plant, oil refinery, and other infrastructure. so has iran.

basically, nicaragua is in bed with declared usa-enemies which is not good for confidence nor security. costa rica is protected by the usa. don't play "russian roulette" with your money and nicaragua.

[Tommasini]

I'm moving to the Rivas, Nicaragua area. Please post any info. you have on this area!

Thanks guys!

[Meat Loaf]

Meat is this the same chica that you had to call the cops on? If so you my friend are and IDIOT! Why in the world would you even think about entertaining this chica again with all the crap and drama she has put you thru.

You then turn around and invite her back to the scene of the crime and your excuse is "you don't like to sleep alone without a piece of ass next to you". Insanity Meat pure Insanity.

J

No, J Europe she is not the same one that I called the cops about. This was a different girl: The girl from Saturday night that is "All P*ssy" (skinny and 30 years old.) Different girl with different drama.

What I referring to about Friday-night memories was all of the drama that ensued so I wanted to prevent that experience from happening again so I "fell on the sword" and said what needed to be said so the girl would not blow-up. She was begging me to f*ck her, crying, etcetera. No joke.

J Europe, Meat Loaf would never be that stupid as to re-invite that chica. But you know what happens J Europe is that these girls (all hookers) are sad and when that depression hits they react in a rage.