Gambia

[J Janni]

The Oasis Apartment Complex is actually a pretty good deal and at an excellent location just 200 m from the strip. Are you staying street side or pool side? I remember preferring the apartments at the Bertil Harding highway but there is a taxi rank right in front of the hotel. Dont know if you can hear it but could get noisy.

Yeah, I'm on the road side. It can get noisy. Doesn't really bother me. I sleep through machinery noises, random alarms, PA broadcasts, noisy crewmates on different schedules.

Enjoying the reports. Is Miss Perfect still doing CIP?

She would, if I got more morning after pills which aren't cheap. Might investigate a more long term form of birth control, if I keep seeing her. I'm not really enough of a bastard to leave a trail of bastards behind me!

She wanted to come over again today, third day in a row. But I was just too hungover and I need to recharge the tanks somewhat. As nice as it is to have a cute little spinner hang out with you all day as your personal plaything (if we're not actively fucking, she's got no issues with me playing her her boobs, ass or pussy basically the whole day), I need some variety.

My evil intentions for the next day or two, which have failed so far, is to get Spinner Waitress over before work for a quickie bent over my kitchen table, make her walk funny for her shift.

[TailPipe]

A month say at Oasis is 39500 dalasi, for a big apartment with a washer and a kitchen. If you can do without the washing machine

The Oasis Apartment Complex is actually a pretty good deal and at an excellent location just 200 m from the strip. Are you staying street side or pool side? I remember preferring the apartments at the Bertil Harding highway but there is a taxi rank right in front of the hotel. Don’t know if you can hear it but could get noisy.

[Miata66]

Enjoying the reports. Is Miss Perfect still doing CIP?

[J Janni]

As a secondary adjunct to this story:

I'm confused as fuck. Sat in Britannia at 3:30 am (after a pleasing interlude of grabbing Spinner Waitress in the toilets, ducking her afterwards. I went back to meet her at my place, she was a no show / late, so I went back out), when who should walk past me. Little Miss Perfect.

So at this point, I'm thinking, "Welp, she played me good. No good girl is going to be seen dead in here. " Eventually, wriggle free from the pro who has cornered me and approach to talk to her. It's literally 30 seconds before I realise it isn't Little Miss Perfect. It's her fucking twin. From Senegal.

Two things. A. She swears blind we've talked before a few nights ago (when I was steaming) and is very offended I don't remember her. I guess I have a type. Be. She wasn't in the restaurant last night, but I'm not sure I believe her, these girls don't know shit about shit. Or at least pretend to.

I think I'm just going to straight up ask Little Miss Perfect the next time I see her. And quit drinking.

On the way home, I stop Little Miss Spinner's triplet and get her number. Haha.

[J Janni]

Welcome to Africa where everything is a game and every single one of them tells lies lies and more lies.

Don't hate the player, hate the game! I can't exactly blame her for it. I'm playing the game too. In the restaurant last night, there were three girls I'd fucked (including her), plus another two I've talked to on Whatsapp!

She came over again at like 10 am today, I didn't bring it up and she didn't mention it. She brought over all the fixins' for domoda (basically, meat, chilli and vegetables in a peanut butter sauce) and we spent the best part of 9 hours watching movies, fucking, and cooking.

I can't stress enough of how good a fuck she is. She tries to literally suck my face off, loves being thrown around and fucked hard and deep. She's that much of a spinner, that when she's in reverse cowgirl, I can literally lift her up and down on my dick.

Without a doubt, the best sex I've ever had.

When she left, she suddenly got very serious. "I'm not coming again, I don't want to get feelings, how many girlfriends do you have in Gambia. Blah blah blah. " I managed to play it kind of cool and she started laughing. 'A prank. ' Hmmm.

Anyway, she says she's busy this week and won't see me again till the week after, so that gives me free reign to see if spinner waitress can be developed into a regular after-work quickie when she changes schedule.

[Dg8787]

And where money is king.

Money is King everywhere. Even where the water Buffalo is the local currency.

[Mercenario]

Haha. It's not like she's the only girl I'm seeing, it's all good. But it makes me even more confused about what game she's playing, if any. Am I actually a sex god?

Play your game with Littel Miss Perfect. Just keep fucking her as before.

Now you know that you are her ATM. And she is your littel perfect working girl. Nothing else.

[Mercenario]

Welcome to Africa where everything is a game and every single one of them tells lies lies and more lies.

And where money is king.

[Mombie75]

Glad you're enjoying them. I'm really just writing them to stave off the boredom when I'm not actively mongering!

As an adjunct to the earlier story;.

Sat at Spinner Waitresses' restaurant, eating dinner and having a few beers. I'm already on the backfoot because Period Girl is there and I'm trying to avoid her and keep Spinner Waitress sweet.

When who should walk in on the arm of a tall Gambian man? Little Miss Perfect. Hahaha. The look of terror in her eyes was priceless. She's terrified of Covid, so has this thing about keeping her facemask on at all times out in public. She's sat with her boyfriend with the facemask on. When I walk past to go to the toilet, she's twisted around almost double to try and feign interest in the TV screen behind her and avoid making eye contact.

I messaged her 'Don't worry, I'm going soon. '.

Maybe an hour after I've left, she messages back 'Going where?' As if trying to pretend that it wasn't her and I haven't clocked her. Like I'm not going to recognise the girl I was fucking three hours previously.

Haha. It's not like she's the only girl I'm seeing, it's all good. But it makes me even more confused about what game she's playing, if any. Am I actually a sex god?.

Welcome to Africa where everything is a game and every single one of them tells lies lies and more lies.

[Neddy69]

Glad you're enjoying them. I'm really just writing them to stave off the boredom when I'm not actively mongering!

As an adjunct to the earlier story;.

Sat at Spinner Waitresses' restaurant, eating dinner and having a few beers. I'm already on the backfoot because Period Girl is there and I'm trying to avoid her and keep Spinner Waitress sweet.

When who should walk in on the arm of a tall Gambian man? Little Miss Perfect. Hahaha. The look of terror in her eyes was priceless. She's terrified of Covid, so has this thing about keeping her facemask on at all times out in public. She's sat with her boyfriend with the facemask on. When I walk past to go to the toilet, she's twisted around almost double to try and feign interest in the TV screen behind her and avoid making eye contact.

I messaged her 'Don't worry, I'm going soon. '.

Maybe an hour after I've left, she messages back 'Going where?' As if trying to pretend that it wasn't her and I haven't clocked her. Like I'm not going to recognise the girl I was fucking three hours previously.

Haha. It's not like she's the only girl I'm seeing, it's all good. But it makes me even more confused about what game she's playing, if any. Am I actually a sex god?

Took a lap around Britannia, but it was quiet compared to yesterday and my tank is drained, so headed home pretty quick. May see Spinner Waitress after she finishes, if I'm still awake. But if she's going to continue being flakey, I'll ditch her. Plenty more girls available.

Most have local boyfriends. You're the meal ticket / ATM / Visa provider to Europe / US.

Neddy.
And getting the phone numbers is the easy part. If you have a kill ratio of 30% you're doing pretty good.

[J Janni]

Hey J Janni, I just want to say I have been reading your reports and I really like them. Little Miss Perfect sounds delightful. Miss Horror Show Tits down to Her Navel sounds dreadful. The good and the fugly. LOL.

Anyway, keep up the good work. Enjoy!

A. H.

Glad you're enjoying them. I'm really just writing them to stave off the boredom when I'm not actively mongering!

As an adjunct to the earlier story;.

Sat at Spinner Waitresses' restaurant, eating dinner and having a few beers. I'm already on the backfoot because Period Girl is there and I'm trying to avoid her and keep Spinner Waitress sweet.

When who should walk in on the arm of a tall Gambian man? Little Miss Perfect. Hahaha. The look of terror in her eyes was priceless. She's terrified of Covid, so has this thing about keeping her facemask on at all times out in public. She's sat with her boyfriend with the facemask on. When I walk past to go to the toilet, she's twisted around almost double to try and feign interest in the TV screen behind her and avoid making eye contact.

I messaged her 'Don't worry, I'm going soon. '.

Maybe an hour after I've left, she messages back 'Going where?' As if trying to pretend that it wasn't her and I haven't clocked her. Like I'm not going to recognise the girl I was fucking three hours previously.

Haha. It's not like she's the only girl I'm seeing, it's all good. But it makes me even more confused about what game she's playing, if any. Am I actually a sex god?

Took a lap around Britannia, but it was quiet compared to yesterday and my tank is drained, so headed home pretty quick. May see Spinner Waitress after she finishes, if I'm still awake. But if she's going to continue being flakey, I'll ditch her. Plenty more girls available.

[Axel Heyst]

Hey J Janni, I just want to say I have been reading your reports and I really like them. Little Miss Perfect sounds delightful. Miss Horror Show Tits down to Her Navel sounds dreadful. The good and the fugly. LOL.

Anyway, keep up the good work. Enjoy!

A. H.

[J Janni]

Spinner Waitress is pretty flakey, I've not seen her since. So much for my idea of getting a regular pre-work quickie from her. She was supposed to come by before work, but didn't turn up until about 20 minutes before the start of her shift. I gave her the brush off and have only been intermittently responding to her messages.

Went out on the hunt afterwards. Weekend seems to start on a Wednesday here, so Thursday night was busy. Chatted to some girls in the posh cocktail bar near the bottom of Senegambia strip, got the whatsapp of a tall chick with dreads and a huge ass. Snuck past Spinner Waitresses' restaurant and made my way to Time Inn. Again. Dead, everything is at Britannia now. Left, spotted a tall, willowy chick with braids, very pretty. Dragged her back into Time to play pool with me and chat. 22, from Senegal.

I was tempted to just bag off early and call it a night. But, I'm an idiot. Got her Whatsapp and moved to Brittania. Dozens of girls, some real lookers. Talked to a few, more Whatsapps. I haven't had a single refusal getting numbers from girls, waitresses, barmaids, girls on the street. It's fish in a barrel.

End up getting far too drunk, decide to call it a night about 3:30 am and literally grabbed the closest girl. "I'm going. Coming with me?" "Yes. " She's short, wearing a blonde pixie cut wig. Has what looks to be a decent figure. She's from Senegal.

Back at my apartment, she hasn't got her ID. Most of the girls just have a picture of it on their phone, but she hasn't got a smartphone. 100 dalasi to the night receptionist, problem solved. In the room, I say let's shower first. She gets her kit off and. Under her dress, she was wearing like a full-body spanks. She's a horror show of tits down to her navel, massive baby damage and hideous stretchmarks. Rather than shower together, I let her shower by herself while I kick myself.

No way I can do this. When she comes out, I fake being drunker than I am and tell her I'm going to be sick. She seems to want to fucking stay (probably thinking I'll pass out drunk and she can rob me blind as she hasn't had to give her ID to get in.) Throw her clothes at her, give her 1000 dalasi to avoid any hassle and get her out.

Woke up in the morning to a message from Little Miss Perfect, wanting to come over. She makes it early afternoon and we spend an enjoyable afternoon watching a couple of films (I try with Happy Girlmore first, she wants a romance. For fuck's sake) and rolling around like horny teenagers. Fuck three times. Twice on the bed, third time finishing off the last film just before her taxi driver arrived to pick her up (didn't think I had another one in me, but she's lying on me on the couch, just in this black swimsuit / leotard type thing that buttons between the legs that she was wearing under a pair of shorts, grinding her arse into me and I rise to the occasion.).

I can't stress enough how stellar a fuck she is. That one girl in a 100 with the full package. Pretty, flawless body, fun to be around, fucks like an absolute demon. She wants to come over another day and cook for me, so I try to give her money for food and taxi. 1500 dalasi. She insists it's too much, gives me back 1000.

Still can't really believe my luck in finding her. She knows the score (I'm not here forever, I'm not looking for a girlfriend or wife), she doesn't want to go out to restaurants or clubs, she refuses money from me. She's easy to hide from my other girls. She insists on just coming up to my room by herself and leaving by herself, so I'm not 'seen' at the door by the ever present taxi drivers. I'm suspicious by inclination, but I seem to have found a girl who genuinely just wants to hang out and fuck.

[J Janni]

Pretty, 23 year old spinner waitress from last night who knew my name was supposed to come over all day. But, Gambia time. She didn't make it until about 40 minutes before she had to go to work. There goes my plan of fucking her senseless and sending her off to work. Just chatted, kissed some, felt her up. Extremely petite and lean (even more so than Little Miss Pefect), chatty and happy.

No intentions of heading out tonight, so I've told her to call me when she finishes, see if I'm awake. A post-work quickie it is then.

She changes to working during the day next week, finishing at 5, so it could be a pretty good regular 'fallback. '.

Spinner Waitress wanted to see me after work. But, she's literally sat in her taxi when I come down. These girls live with their parents, so they can't easily explain an unexpected absence.

Day off today (the following day), so she came over just after lunch. As has become my custom, on with a movie, 20 minutes in, I'm all over her. Off to the bed and I get her nice and warmed up as I'm stripping her off. Figure to rival Little Miss Perfect, natural hair too (I find the wigs really offputting.) Fucked her once and it wasn't as stellar as Little Miss Perfect. Good, not A-Star. 'Nap', then round two, more of the same.

After, we go for food and I let her pick. She picks some awful Gambian restaurant (fair play, she went cheap) where the food was awful. I bought her a cooked chicken she wanted to take home for her mum (or possibly her suspiciously handsome taxi driver.) Back to my place for round three, gave her some taxi money, off she goes.

Went out for a beer with our new ISG poster afterwards. And I'm getting messages and voice calls from her constantly, all lovey-dovey etcetera, asking me to go home and sleep. Ignore most of them, but I am tired. So sleep isn't a bad idea.

I think she's going to take some managing of expectations.

In other news, Gambia may end up going on the UK's red list at the next review tomorrow. If it does, I have choices to make. Either rush to avoid the quarantine, or make plans to move somewhere amber for 10 days before I have to go back to work. Hassle.

[J Janni]

Pretty, 23 year old spinner waitress from last night who knew my name was supposed to come over all day. But, Gambia time. She didn't make it until about 40 minutes before she had to go to work. There goes my plan of fucking her senseless and sending her off to work. Just chatted, kissed some, felt her up. Extremely petite and lean (even more so than Little Miss Pefect), chatty and happy.

No intentions of heading out tonight, so I've told her to call me when she finishes, see if I'm awake. A post-work quickie it is then.

She changes to working during the day next week, finishing at 5, so it could be a pretty good regular 'fallback. '.