Rome

[QUOTE=Roman Guy]First of all girls don't expect any one who speaks English in the valleys around Roma. It is well known as Italy is nowaday one of the European countries where foreign langiages are spoken and lernt the less.(Compare with Greece or Danmarl for istance).

Second.The Nigerian girls we meet on the edge of roads are - in the most of the cases - villagers from the Edo State which capital is Benin but rarely they come from Benin.

In their 20-25 years of life they had been speaking Edo in the family and Pidgin when contacting Nigerians from other places.

English is the formal language they have heard in the school - where they went for short period - at the television, in the court if they had troubles there.

Third. Our pronunce of the English language is not correct and theirs is also almost different from the one in Oxford or Cambridge.

There are anyway girls who had been at school and speak also good English and not only Pidgin and it is always a pleasure to have an English conversation with them - not just a 1 minute fuck.

I always had been appreciated in the Nigerian enviroment for my English and probabily I got "something more" from them because of my English mastery.

Try to pay attention of their way to say and their pronunce.
It is worth for us who have this Nigerian tendence to read a web site written by white people living in Nigeria. There is a section about the Pidgin language, usefull to be read:

[url]http://www.oyibosonline.com/html_files/Generalinfo/whatis/whatisanoyibo_index.htm[/url][/QUOTE]Thanks!

Can I ask you where you have learnt english?

Do you have made all by yourself or you have made a course?

Generally I use internet, dvd and books but my big problem is to understand the "slang" of every population becouse: first, italian slang it's more simple to undertand respect an english mothertounge and second if you want to make exercise, here in Italy, you'll have a very big problem because, generally, as writtem by you, italians don't go more than "The cat is on the table, the cat is under the table".

P.S.

How is the situation now at the 2pac? It's the same of anytime (many man and every black women nice as the acid?

[QUOTE=European Man]Thanks!...Generally I use internet, dvd and books but my big problem is to understand the "slang" of every population becouse: first, italian slang it's more simple to undertand respect an english mothertounge and second if you want to make exercise, here in Italy, you'll have a very big problem because, generally, as writtem by you, italians don't go more than "The cat is on the table, the cat is under the table"...?[/QUOTE]

I can suggest you something, useful to improve your English mastery and "something else".

Get involved with a Nigerian girl, I mean assume one as your girl-friend or maybe more properly as your primary sexual supplier. Speak English to her and step by step, listening to her phone calls, meeting her room mates, travelling with her and mates by car, you will experience both English and Pidgin.

I warn you it will not be for free: be ready to support her with frequent gifts such as buying a phone card, a pair of shohes, a 30 kg rice bag, fish on Friday, staky on Saturday,... but also the Shenker school is not for free.

You will learn soon that "Who are you?" is "Who you be?", "Buy me a beer" is "Dash me a beer", "What did you say" is "Wetin dey talk", "I am fine" is "I dey fine o" and other delicious way to say such as "Pick am carry am go" or "I dey go na" and the nouns of body's parts as nyash, belle, toto or exclamation such as wahalla, waka waka, who sai, a-be,...

Do not disturb any more the cat, whether on the table ether under the table: it is time to change vocabulary.

I repeat: visit the website I reccomended you in my previous post.

No, I have not mistaken the forum: I am reporting just something about Roma.

For those who are afreid to fly, have no money, no time, a jealous wife allowing just to go to buy cigarettes or for all us who like to spend evenings out in a good "latino" enviroment this is our venue.

It is a cosy wood chalet located as you can see on the first attached map and shown by an "A" on it.

Dominican people are used to meet there on Thursday, Saturday, Sunday let's say after 6 - 7 p.m. till 11 p.m.

Music is of course bachata, merenge, salsa, reggeton, ...

Do not think to enter a night club as you have seen in the Republic or to be at the focus of the attention with all the girls praying you to spend the night with them.
Just go there to find a high concentration of Dominican girls and organize your strategy as better you think.

The second picture shows the interior of the bar.
It is possible to dance and chop, prices are low.

The presence of some relics of the recent Italian history in the bar has no influence on the conduction of the evenings: the owner thinks that business is business indipendently from colour, race and nationality of the guests.

Because of the location, people demand often for a lift home by closing, so be ready to offer your free seats to a "latina caliente".

Roman Guy,

Great inside information thank you.

I am posting this on behalf of my Italian friend who does not want to be known, and English is his second language, but so much better than my Italian.

Not many days after that wonderful session with Karina I was there again, in Laurentina Street, wishing to taste her goodies again. This time it was late in the night, past three o'clock, but the girls were still there. Karina was sitting on the sidewalk, she was busy in a phone call and didn't notice me. Another girl came close to my car, she was anxious to get in. She was as young as Karina and not bad at all, but I had not assigned a score greater than 6.5/7 compared with the 9.5 out of 10 of Karina. I looked around to know the intentions of Karina but she didn't seem to be near to close the call. The new girl also turned her sight to Karina, she looked like to ask her if she might take her place with me. I wasn't in the mood neither to light a discussion nor to wait any longer, then I let the girl get in. I had just started to drive when she said: “I'm feeling discomfort in the pussy, is it okay to you a BBBJ instead? Only, it will cost you a supplement of ten Euro.” I got surprised, turned my head to her and I was about to demand more exhaustive explanations, but I had no time. My car slightly deviated on the right and crashed the pavement on the side of the road. Later on I discovered I had reported a little damage to one wheel. I wasn't happy at all and the worst was still to come. Anyway, this story is boring, let's step further into the next one.

Not many weeks ago. The occasion was very favourable: I could go out in the middle of the night as if I had been a single. The only threat was the possibility of rain, even though usually good chances are offered also with rain. This time my purpose was to go far, heading towards some relatively safe and accustomed zones served by ongoing women from the East Europe. And so, I had set the alarm clock at one but the tension was high and I didn't sleep, just waited awake for the right hour to come. Before leaving home I stuffed a pile of rubbish into a bag and carried it with me. This way I would had deceived whomever blamed wondered I had met along the stairs. And so it happened, “Oh hell!” I pointed to Laurentina Street, just in order to look out of the neighbours, however I was ready to go straight beyond it. Fancy that, I found two sex workers, instead, and I could even recognise the profile and the dark hair of Karina. In a moment she got on my car and we started talking. How a long time, I said, I was thinking I could not meet up with you anymore. To which she responded: I have given birth. Rather than thinking: are you fucking kidding me? I believed her, although the news was really surprising. By right, I was glad that she let me know that. Congratulations, I said, and at the same time I was watching at her body in order to discover whether or not she were changed in some way. In effect she wasn't and - isn't it strange? - I found myself thinking to the Virgin Mary. I was dying to know who was the father and then I asked her. Due to work, she answered, it was an accident. One doubt started arising in my mind: did she acknowledge the baby? It is quite legal not to do it, but I knew from her that she did and she also told me the name of her female child. I took from my wallet thirty Euro, the usual price in change of mouth and pussy with safety. I cannot, she said. I have my period, BJ only is possible, it's twenty Euro with the rubber or forty without. Therefore, I gave her the remainder without thinking twice, I was only disappointed that I could not touch her pussy. All that news had reduced my excitation, but in a while I got going ready. The service was good, as usual, and her butt was firm as always under my fingers, I perceived through contact that she was wearing a sanitary pad. Ooh Wee, she waited until I stopped ejecting before quitting the job. Well done, my love. On the way back I told her about that ***** who had stolen me and about those news on a daily paper concerning her or her associate streetwalkers. She had only a vague memory of that fact and asked me for more details and especially whatever names or other personal information had been publicly disclosed. Just one last question: Are you still doing it bareback? What, you really didn't understand! - She responded - it was an accident, the rubber just burst. Bad luck... but you love your baby, after all, don't you? Sure, I do!

Recent times. Unbelievable! I can't believe it! Laurentina street, a quarter past ten p.m. No life, it's too early. I took a small tour, some queens in the peripheral roads, not my target. Laurentina street, fifteen minutes later, now I can see two streetwalkers in the fog, one might be that ***** I met some time ago, the other I can't recognise from behind, she is a brunette but she can't be Karina, she is taller than her. I catch her attention and she comes closer: mouth and pussy for thirty, mouth with rubber for twenty, mouth without rubber for forty. I don't need to pay much attention at what she says, I know this limerick, and instead I watch her dark eyes: very much notable. No, she isn't Karina but what's the matter? She looks even hotter. Once inside my car, she extends her hand and says: piacere (pleased), I am Julieta. Believe me, I was trying to remember if I had ever shaken hands with such a beautiful woman, no, never. Score assigned: 10. I was dazed. In a summary, she is tall, handsome face, great looking body, gentle, cheerful, young, and her dark eyes... no words. I was wondering why she was there and not in the nearest movie studios: Angelina Jolie? Megan Fox? Old stuff compared with her. A calendar with twelve photos of her would suit many walls of many rooms of singlemen. I was as much regretful to give her forty Euro as if they were forty cents, just to say how glad I was. Only, I want to touch all over your body, I said. No italiano, she replied. I counterattacked with my best English: I meant to say to touch, my fingers on your pussy and your back. Understand? No, mestruazioni, she said in a perfect Italian.

Bingo! My face should have been looked visibly questioning, because she immediately put down the jeans far enough to bring out the sanitary pad. Okay, I thought, I can forgive everything to this girl. The job (she was giving me a BBBJ!) was very good, I took long enough before giving up. The rhythm was right, not fast, right. The fist was firm, only the mouth moving up and down. Also, she was gently handing nuts all time long. Gosh! I like that when they are in position until I - and only I - say it's okay, that is until I stop shooting out. Fantastico, I said using a word that she could easily understand and I was already thinking to the next time. Going to meet Julieta, Karina or even both? I did my best to speak in English: I am a friend of Karina, I like much her but... she seemed having understood soon what I was going to say ...but I like you too! I asked her to leave the car quickly because I was afraid to meet someone on that road so close to my house. I was still thinking: Karina or Julieta? But when she was about to get out I said aloud: Julieta, you are the best!


End of his report.

Perhaps she is better than this girl from the Indonesian section

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Attention!

Today I was on Via di Lunghezzina where work some african girls.

Also there were 2 motherfuckers caramba those were making parking fines to cars of costumers on the edge of the street.

I am sorry but in spite of all, this girl dislikes to be snapped naked.
We all respect her will.
Try to imagine what you can not see!

She is a big gal Roman Guy. I mean big

[QUOTE=Roman Guy]I am sorry but in spite of all, this girl dislikes to be snapped naked.

We all respect her will.

Try to imagine what you can not see![/QUOTE]Did you fuck her or is she only your friend?

[QUOTE=European Man]Did you fuck her or is she only your friend?[/QUOTE]

Yes, I did fuck her and I continue doing it.

I have met her first time in via Torrenova in a night of July at a bus stop.
She asked for a lift to somewhere around and we have fucked after a little while and a Red Bull in a dark street in that area.

She had a positive impression of me because I can speak English, had been in Africa before and have respect of African culture.

She has a good sense of humore and often a positive mood.

Another pic of the same XXL from the Nigerian diaspora!

I met Lara many times, last time yesterday. Her location is at walking distance from Metro EUR Laurentina station (address is Via Divisione Torino). She is a white, black haired, long legged beauty from Recife (BRA) and she always wears elegant black lingerie which I adore. Her price is 100,00 euro and she offers in exchange a long and accurate CBJ and various positions. She is a bit paranoid about privacy so expect to receive instructions on the cell-phone like you're acting in a spy-movie: "Are you there? Wait but not in front of the gate! First floor, first door on the left but don't ring the bell! There is no name, number or sign on ther door. Don't speak on the cell-phone inside the building!! ". She accepts and probably likes DATY and social time with her is great fun. She is intelligent and can offer good advice on Brazilian music (Tribalistas, MTB). She puts an ad on "Il Messaggero" as Lara Eur and on [url]www.relazioniroma.com[/url] as Lhara. Have fun and respect her, she is a litte pearl in the sea of overpriced services performed by old bags of Rome.

[QUOTE=Roman Guy]Another pic of the same XXL from the Nigerian diaspora![/QUOTE]Does she sucks you without condom(or does she allows to you licking her pussy), now that her is your friend?

[QUOTE=European Man]Does she sucks you without condom(or does she allows to you licking her pussy), now that her is your friend?[/QUOTE]

Nigerian girls are very stingy in performance: they can make discounts but not free diffusion of supply. It happens rarely and in this case it is because they have other expectations such as marriage, payment of the house rent, subscription of house contract, fake employement contract to receive staying permit or related items.
Rarely - but it happens - one gets as "friend" (=devot client!) more than can get as ordinary customer.

She doesn't give uncovered oral. She receives oral with a lot of enjoyment.

Sometime she answers at the telephone in the while or talks with her room mate if present: also this can be enjoiable!

On last Friday by 18:30 I was walking down via Principe Eugenio.
Exactly on the walk side between via Bixio and via Pianciani two girls - supposed to be from Romania - approached me with an explicit intention of sex.
Only 10 m further another one did the same in front of the nearby supermarket.

In front of the supermarket there is a bar where I noticed two girls hanging and flashing their eyes to the men passing by.

I think that those girls lead their occasional customers to one of the several small hotels in via Achille Grandi or via Balilla or have rooms there.
Unfortunately I couldn't investigate more (location, price, ...) but it shouldn't be too expansive, maybe 70.00 Euro or less.

See on map: [url]http://maps.yahoo.com/#mvt=m&lat=41.893445&lon=12.508664&mag=2[/url]