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Ground Zero Birthday Party at a Love Motel and a new personal record
Day started with my waking up to MMM (MarvelousMotelMaiden) on my Whassap asking to over, seems all has been forgiven.
She arrived looking like a million bucks as usual. Took her to an early lunch downstairs, my wingman came down and joined us.
Back to my room, not a lot of time, we needed to go buy a birthday cake for Sugar Baby as I promised to do the day before. MMM's jeans looked like they were spray painted on as usual, so we had quck sex with rear entry with her jeans just pulled down to her mid-thighs, shoes still on to save time. I edged but didn't come because I thought I might have a lot of choices at the birthday party, and that prediction turned out to be true.
We went and bought the cake a block away from Ground Zero near the metro station, see second foto, 25 mil COP or under six bucks for a small size round three layer cake. We were 20 minutes early and went upstairs at the love motel and dropped off the cake and made sure my usual room at the front was available. Went back down and the birthday girl and her two friends were waiting for us. MMM and I went several storefronts down and bought nice cake plates, forks and a knife, which I also gifted to Sugar Baby. All of us then went back up to my room in front, recently renovated with new paint, new TV, and a new fan.
If you were hanging out at all in the courtyard at Ground Zero yesterday, you heard us. The windows were wide open and one of the girls brought a speaker that had some juice. Maybe it's a sign of my age but I find when the decibel level is loud enough to cause hearing damage that it's not as enjoyable, but hey, it wasn't my birthday, so I didn't want to be the wet mop in the room.
What transpired over the course of the day was definitely a new personal record for the most number of girls I was with in one day, and there were two more, Freckle and Scarlet, when I got back to my hotel room that night. Problem is, I got so fucked up that I don't really remember them all but a realistic estimate would be ten chicas.
The party started at 2 PM and I didn't leave the room until dark, at 7 PM with motel staff knocking on the door and calling time. By then I was with one girl, a lesbian. She had come up with her novia after all the other girls had left. I spied them from the window, and had her girfriend's Whassap. I was negotiating with them on-line when they circumvented the process and appeared at my door.
My last encounter with the dominant butch of the couple had not ended splendidly because of misunderstanding about what services would be provided for the price paid, so we spent about 15 minutes tediously hammering out the details, and I am glad we did. Long story longer, the dom les got miffed and left early because her flakey girlfriend had taken a real liking to me. She was already asking for a spot on my List and so forth. Not a chance, I caught her trying to steal some of my tussi when I came out of the bathroom, she was pouring it in another bag. When I confronted her she denied stealing and said she was "taking a little bit to my friend downstairs" and she stuck to this line of puta reasoning for the rest of our session.
No reason to ruin the rest of our time, I even caught her a couple of more time on some early slight of hand moves with my pink shit again. Pity the poor newbie who gets her for his first Ground Zero encounter because she is the type of puta who will eat you up alive if you don't know the ropes.
After the rain stopped, we both went home. I Iiterally told her at least twenty times "no" to a propina or more money above and beyond what we had originally agreed upon. I did get her to agree that her day with me was a better than average day for her, but that argument is generally meaningless to the puta mind.
Came home, and Freckle was Whassapping me, offering to come over for free. Her little roommate was home sick with a fever. They are supposed to be in Peru, remember? Get this, Freckle took all the money she had saved for the trip and scheduled liposuction that she doesn't need on her near purrfekt body. Then on the day of surgery, yesterday, she tested positive for Covid even though she doesn't even have a sniffle (the dreaded false positive), so surgery is postponed for ten days by which time I will be gone.
She says she will fuck me for free but she and I both know that is puta-speak for "I am stuck with no money and unless you want me to sell my wet holes in the Park, I am going to need some help". Her little roommate is more quick to work Ground Zero than Freckle. This translates to I will fuck them both for below FMV (Fair Market Value) between now and when I leave on Saturday.
Freckle is the jealous type and makes me use a condom with the little one to dampen my enthusiasm, I kid you knot, jajajaja. By "makes me" I mean she told me if she ever catches my dick inside her roommate without a cuvah on my bubbah, that I will never see Freckle or her roommate again. An effective threat and she would follow-through in spite of her financial predicament. Plus, I probably would use a condom anyway with the roommate because she is actively selling her wet holes at the present time.
Freckle left, then Scarlet Whassaped and came over at 3 AM and slept until 7 AM. We had some good-night-go-to-sleep sex. Around 6:30 AM she left in a rush and did not take care of my morning wood, so I paid her below FMV at 120 mil COP. I got a nasty-gram Whassap from her about 15 minutes after she was out the door and I had to remind her that she was no longer my Number Two Novia, and that she would have to earn her way back up to the top, and that this is not how to do it.
Starting with MMM in the morning, and ending with Scarlet, that's at least ten chicas in a 24 hour period, and I am probably forgetting one or two. Definitely smashes my old personal record which was seven, I think.
Ostee Out, and I will Keep On Keepin' On, as always.
So we are counting each others pockets now
It's always funny to see how other men judge other men simply on the statements that they make. Some men can make statements about money and others will say that they're broke, others will make statements about money and others will call them crazy, but if a person has the means to spend what they want to spend to achieve what they want to achieve what makes them crazy? This is supposed to be a group of men chatting about how to locate and achieve dates with girls in Colombia.
One thing that I can attest to is that after meeting certain board members you never know how deep one's pockets are and what one has saved up to achieve in their golden years of life. I will say this, you should always spend your money on what you want and achieve the experience that you're trying to achieve, let no one else's experience deter you or influence what you are trying to achieve. Pollo Negro is out!
I strongly second that emotion
[QUOTE=PolloNegro;2727018]It's always funny to see how other men judge other men simply on the statements that they make. Some men can make statements about money and others will say that they're broke, others will make statements about money and others will call them crazy, but if a person has the means to spend what they want to spend to achieve what they want to achieve what makes them crazy? This is supposed to be a group of men chatting about how to locate and achieve dates with girls in Colombia.
One thing that I can attest to is that after meeting certain board members you never know how deep one's pockets are and what one has saved up to achieve in their golden years of life. I will say this, you should always spend your money on what you want and achieve the experience that you're trying to achieve, let no one else's experience deter you or influence what you are trying to achieve. Pollo Negro is out![/QUOTE]Glad to see you are back.
I have my perennial date with GZGTG this early afternoon. I prepped her mainly because I like Dirty Talk and not so much because I am into predictions, by telling her I was going to spray my leche all over her face and take fotos, so maybe I will have something a little different for you all later tonight, jeje.
She agreed of course, without hesitation.
Yes, that's exactly how you frame it
[QUOTE=Eloket;2727014]Yeah, the mother was discharged and now needs medecine. Go figure. Well, if she agrees to see me again I can help her with her mothers medecine.[/QUOTE]Tell her you will help her after she sees you. She has to earn it first, but don't tell it to her like that. And don't give her extra for the medicine, just pay her FMV (Fair Market Value).
I often say something like, "I'm sorry if what I paid you is not enough to pay for your (rent, mother's medicine, servicios, etc) but at least I can help."
Make it all sound altruistic and you are doing it because of the generally kind and warm-hearted person you are. The better she can feel about herself after she leaves you, the better it is for all concerned parties.
I feel quite certain you get this already, but a lot of the times my answers are framed for the general readership, and not just the guy who posted.