That was an awesome response and exactly what I needed to know. Thanks!
[QUOTE=JjBee62;2600193]Wow is right. Not wow that he bought a scooter for a girl, wow at your response.
My personal opinion is that at some point in the future the girl will ride out of his life and live with her girlfriend in the house he's paying to build. Big deal. It's his money and he hasn't asked me to babysit. Just like none of us asked him before all the questionable choices we've all made.
He didn't ask us if he should buy the scooter. He asked about what he needs to ride it legally.
This subject just came up in June when I was talking with a friend. He might have the largest motorcycle and scooter rental business in Colombia and I believe he's been in business for 8 or 9 years.
He said he never bothers to check if his renters have a motorcycle endorsement, as long as they have a valid license, because he's never had any problems with that. The Colombian police have no idea which states require a motorcycle endorsement. As long as you have a valid license from the US you can legally drive a car or ride a moto.
You can't get a Colombian driver's license until you have a Colombian cedula de extranjero. You can't get a cedula until you have a visa valid for at least 6 months. Tourist visa is not applicable.
The only thing you might need is something authorizing you to ride her scooter..[/QUOTE]And amazing content in and of itself.
And to that other guy. I am trying to keep up here, so be patient with me, please. Are you saying that a girl might exist in Medellin who would date a guy older than her father, just because he spends money on her? Is that what you're saying? Hmmm, I got to think about that one for awhile and get back to you. My eyes have been opened! I was sure this was the real thing. Gee, I probably shouldn't have taken out that second mortgage and sold a kidney just to come here. Hmmmmm. Oh well, live and learn.
Sure, of course, yes, if you want to expand the comment and apply it to a situation
[QUOTE=Combo;2600236]The actions most generally discussed on this website can harm others and don't achieve the greater good.[/QUOTE]For which I did not intend. I was referring to vaccines, specifically, Covid. But as a general statement applied to this board, I would not argue your point. I personally do not try to harm others and maybe I am deluded, but sometimes I feel as though I am might be helping some people. But like I said, I really can't argue your point. Thanks for the feedback! And I mean it. I added that because my previous post to this was the most heavily sarcastically laced post I have ever made here. And damn did it feel good. Needed to stretch those wings. Thanks again.
Catgirl is here! In my hotel room. This is a rare occurrence, so far. Mi numero uno novia. You know the one for whom I just bought the moto. The queen on my ranked list of ten plus girls who all know about each other and their numbers. Oh BTW, the moto is too big for Catgirl, she's not going to be able to use it. And the helmets don't fit under the seat, Dang! Anyone want to buy a 2022 fully loaded Vulcan moto for cheap? I'll throw in the helmets for free. I am not joking. JJajjjajajaa. Keep On Keepin' On!
That is pretty fuckin' funny
[QUOTE=LuckyNuts;2600245]About 3 years ago on the flight into MDE I talked with the guy next to me on the plane. He was going down to check on an "agricultural investment" and I told him my reason for traveling. He was surprised and happy to learn this was available in Medellin as he was recently divorced after a long marriage. I took him out to La Isla where he became wild with excitement and ended up doing a couple different chicas that night after I left. When we got back together the next day the first words out of his mouth were "WOW when did the girls start shaving their pussies like that?" I laughed so hard. We take it for granted but a guy who's been out of the game for so long doesn't even know LOL. He loved it though.[/QUOTE]Jajajajaja.
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Bungle in the Jungle, a Muan Chica.
Sophie came two nights in a row and hours late the second night. She arrived after midnight and did a puta exit at the crack of dawn. The build up to her second arrival was a three-hour barrage of text messages about how she lost her purse, cedula and money that I gave her the night before. I was never clear on the details, it had something to do with her voting somewhere, WTF. I was a little surprised but not amazed that this tragedy had befallen her the first night after we had gotten together in over a year.
I don't know if she was lying, she's got a simple mind and I am not sure she can concoct like this, but it's in these chicas DNA in this country to look for every angle, and they are capable of Oscar winning performances. And you will not believe the details they will construct and stage to make it look real.
What I really meant was, I don't care is she was lying. I take that out of the equation. I have taken the approach that I do not try to decide if these stories are true are not, and to simply stick to my guns, show some sympathy, and not try to save the day. Ever. Don't accuse them of lying. Don't go there. That accomplishes nothing and once you "offend" them or show a girl "disrespect,' the evening will not be the same. As much as they want your money, they also want to feel as though you care at some level and respect them. I know that sounds stupid because they are trying to rip you off at the same time. I played along, and showed a little sympathy. My experience is they get over it quickly. She wouldn't drop it until I suggested that perhaps she was too upset to get together that night. She was knocking on my door less than thirty minutes later.
She got her 200 mil COP for the second night in a row as promised, no tip, no taxi. Oh yeah, I did Rappi her. I have this thing about feeding girls, and I never refuse that. If you don't know the girl, it's okay to ask her to show you the final total from her Rappi order before she hits the commit button. I had a recent Rappi bill of less than 8 mil COP for a cool chica who used some kind of coupon or credits on her own to partially pay the bill. From not checking before the order was place, I've had a Rappi bill go well over a hundred mil COP by a more mercenary style puta. They will not hesitate to order enough food for the family back at the house, if you don't stop them. There's no point in getting upset after the fact. I try to learn my lessons, move on and keep things pleasant.
Sophie is very unique and more than a little whack-a-doodle. She is the only girl I ever talked (wrote) into leaving a web cam studio here in Medellin, and going directly to my hotel. The first time I visited her room. That was a couple of years ago and I believe that was the first Whassap transcript I ever posted here. She was on xHamster which is one of those sites where the girls are generally NOT trying to hook up for what they call in that business an "encounter. " Most of those girls, obviously not all, are in that business to AVOID touching guys while making money showing their wet holes.
Web cam models are a rare route for me to find a girl but I've done it more than a few times. I got Sophie in one night. That hot Cali chica I posted about my last trip, took me over a year to set up after finding her on Stripchat, but my reward was the address to her apartment and a place to stay. Risky stuff but I love it. I'll look for a foto of the Cali chica, she's just as dark but way more flaca (skinny) as Sophie. We just reconnected the other day and I am debating flying her over here to visit. If I can find that torso shot of her, I think you will understand. That's the best part of tagging a Web cam girl. You get to screen their physical parts before you meet them usually in pretty good detail. And you get to see how they act, even though it's not their natural persona. Don't forget, a lot these girls are very keen at lighting and camera angles and what you get knocking at your door might shock you compared to what your brain filtered through on the Webcam.
Sophie is 25 years old. For the first 20 years of her life she was living on dirt floors, barefoot, in a jungle village of 200 people, on the lower Pacific coast of Colombia, near the beach. They call themselves "Pacificas" and they are negro and exotic. They are taught sensual cultural dances from the time they are small children which are amazing to see. She is the only girl I ever paid to come over and simply dance in front of me for two hours. I did more than watch, jeje.
She's like an animal and communicates more with grunts and sounds than words, and that had nothing to do with my lousy Spanish. The first night, she came and went through all my stuff and literally touched every object large and small at least once. Marking her territory. Once she felt safe and comfortable she would lie in bed with her legs spread as far apart and she could rest them, or in cuatro with her butt up in the air, because this was relaxing to her. She's bigger than me, height and weight. She "made" me give her a massage both nights and provided her own cream. She doesn't like her face touched at all, with anything. She is not affectionate.
She is one of those Colombianas who have been discussed here before who will take over and take charge during sex. The first time a gringo runs into one of these girls here, they usually are shocked. These girls know what they want sexually, and they expect to get it.
I was coming off 60 hour bender our first night, and had slept about six hours before she arrived. I was doing too much pink shit and far from recovered. Mr. Johnson was not going to stand up and be counted, I knew that well before she arrived. I don't get performance anxiety, especially over stupid shit and since the cause is reversible. I've got the oral skills for back up.
She went from 0-100 mph in about 30 seconds when I went down her. She was fucking my face so hard that her pubic bone was painfully pounding the underside of my nose. If I tried to catch a break or breath for even a second, she grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and rammed my face back into her pussy. She came quickly, in less than five minutes. Then she started demanding that I fuck her. When I told her that wasn't in the cards tonight, she genuinely started to get pissed. I am generally a go-with-the-flow guy in the bedroom who does use a lot of canned moves or rehearsed lines, but believe me, when I started to see that fire in her eyes, I pulled out my best Rico Suave act to deflect and defuse her mood and shorty thereafter we were focused on Netflix.
The most important thing to her was getting a cheap bottle of Rappi Rose wine delivered. You would have thought we were at the Waldorf Astoria on the lower right corner of Central Park in Manhattan, the way she was beaming while we toasted over and over again with paper coffee cups. She would not chug the wine out of the bottle as my classy ass suggested, and she made get dressed and go down to reception for the coffee cups. Drinking and toasting the wine was the warm and fuzzy encounter of the evening and maybe my favorite part.
We showered together the second night and that was fun. She loved getting her back scrubbed. I could tell she is mostly alone in the world. We would be a terrible couple in the real life, but I love seeing her like this, once in a great while. I don't believe I would enjoy going out with her at all. Her behavior is just a little to abstract, and coming from me, that is saying a lot.
Speaking of abstract behavior, after the shower she spent half an hour doing these strange, ritualistic moves in bed while I stood and watched. She would lay, crouch or sit, then do a three-second twist and stretch usually with one arm extended, freeze, and let out a little burp. Over and over. Very strange. Not sexy but definitely watchable. She didn't stop until I started feeling bored and I put my hand on her back. I asked her if that was something she learned in her village and she just shrugged her shoulders.
The sex was typical for Sophie, no emotion, no extra's, her entire goal is to get off and then she will present her pussy or ass until you finish. She used the smallest amount of pink shit of any girl this trip, basically what I would call one-half of one hit. But she wanted that.
She tried to come back for a third night in a row but I got enough Sophie to last me a while. When she texted, "Can I come over?" a cute little Paisa girl was here who grabbed my phone (careful) and texted for me with, "No, when I need you, I will call you. " Great fuckin answer in it's simplicity and honesty. I will use that again. To my amazement, Sophie dropped it right away. I guess it takes a chica to think like a chica. Sophie has texted me a couple times since then with nastygrams about what a creep I am and she hopes I enjoy my other girls. I thanked and told her I would call her when I need her, jeje. Another year would be fine. I am sure I will hear from her next time rent is due.
