Portrait of a Paisa Prepago
After two solid years of mongering too frequently in Colombia I've come to the following conclusion:
(1) [B]Prepagos lie[/B] all the time. I feel like talking to them is mostly worthless. I've had a few open up to me and tell me how they first got started. One story in particular really sticks in my mind. Then I remember they lie lie lie, and then lie some more. It's like downloading useless "alternative facts. ". One time this chica tells me for weeks that's she is preparing to go to Peru with her "cousins" and of course when she gets there its all photos of her and some cuckold boyfriend. Why lie? There's no conceivable reason to lie like this other than to just lie.
(2) [B]They are not single[/B] ever. There's always an ex-husband, boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, fuck-friend, handler, or some other dude who pops up into their life around Christmas and Semana Santa. I literally had a prepago message me ask me when I'll next be in town with her boyfriend and her in her WhatsApp profile pic. I've only met two of these dudes in the past, casually, and they are always such big time losers who mooch off the prepago. It's almost like role reversal where she wears the trousers and takes care of him. I don't know why but this always makes me feel a little sick in my stomach to watch.
(3) [B]They are self centered[/B] to an extreme. This explains why everytime some stupid Paisa bimbo gets some halfwit to fly her out to the Bahamas or some shit she'll only have photos of herself on vacation and he'll never appear in any of them. They don't give a fuck. It's all about them. Their needs. Gifts they want. Surgery they want. It's all about them.
And it doesn't matter if they're "semi-pro" or "new" or "fresh" or whatever the fuck.
OK story time. One night as we're watching TV in bed this one prepago opens up about her first time hooking. She tells me she was in college and her instructor (a female instructor) mentions that a man is looking for a companion just like her and would pay well to spend time with her. I think she was nineteen or twenty when this happened. She's in her early thirties now. She tells me that's the first time she slept with someone for money. After that she says, her eyes unfocused and lost in some memory, it's all became so easy.
I just said: "Dale, chuparme" and got her to blow me.
I'm in Colombia next week. This same prepago asked me to bring a iphone because hers isn't working properly. I laughed in her face.