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The "No Agenda" tour. Part-3 / Final
Day 6 / Wednesday:
Started off at the beach in the early afternoon, after putting in a quick order at Big D's, camped out at Herman's for the afternoon. It would be my lazy day and I had nothing lined up for the day or evening, and that was fine with me. Before I left San Diego, I had a couple of Facebook girls and a couple of Cupid girls lined up for the trip, but none of the girls panned out; no worries. As I was leaving the beach, I decided to buy some of the local art so I purchased a couple of paintings.
The evening was lazy as well. After patrolling the food carts, I found my favorite dish was being served at Rumba. Eating on the sidewalk at Rumba is always entertaining to say the least. So much shit happens on the sidewalk between Rumba and D'Latin. It is a nice place for lunch / dinner, especially if you are a people watcher like myself.
Ended up in D'Latin partying with Asia, Fannie, little'D, and some new girls. I decided I needed Fannie's hands, and more importantly, her talented mouth. So I ended up taking her back to the room for rack operations.
Day 7 / Thursday:
I decided that the last day in Sosua I would spend with my favorite SD girl. Before she arrived, Herman cooked up some steaks, which we enjoyed with some red wine from Chile. I was in the water when SD girl arrived and Herman directed her in my direction. She came close to the water, but the surf was kicking up and she did not want to get her hair wet; like most of the other girls. So we retired to the table and hung out until around six. Herman discussed closing his place down for the summer, or maybe for good for that matter. He has been on the beach for quite a few years; I respect whatever decision he makes.
SD girl and I had a nice time in the pool. After the pool, she reminded me during rack operations why I would be seeing her when I return to Sosua, or maybe take a trip to SD; I doubt that last thought. We had a nice meal at Casa Cayena and I sent her off to work. She wanted to stay the night, but I reminded her that my mom does not allow sleepovers; she understood, I think.
Later while sitting at the door at Rumba, I turn around and there were two girls standing behind me. One of them was fucking hot! I reached back and grabbed her hand, brought her over, and bought her a beer. She was from SD and only 19 years old; I fell in love! I was completely drained out of leche but I had to take my own advice, that I sometimes give other mongers. My advice? Never get on that plane with any regrets! Never have to say or ask,"I should have, I could have, or Why didn't I" statements or questions.
I told her my leche dilemma and she laughed, but I assured her that my tongue was ready to report to duty. I also told her that I would lick her until one of us passed out; she laughed again. She was such a sweetheart in the room and I really enjoyed spending time with her. Plus, the Little Sailor was happy that he wasn't called in for duty because he was just plain fucking tired! It was a great way to end the last night in town.
Final thoughts:
This was my 13th trip in less than 4 years and I watched this place with its ups and downs. Some places are closed while enough places are still open to provide a good assortment of chicas. Friday and Saturday nights were off the hook concerning the number of women that were available. This place still is one of the best values in the world, and also, if you make connections, it is a great place to come back to on a regular basis. I love the women and they seem to love my pesos, so it all kind of works out!