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10:11

أنا ألتفت إلى صوفيا. أنا أريد أن يجعل محادثة. أنا أحاول… غير أنّ هو نافعة. هو أيضا مرتفعة أن يعالج مع [لنغج برّير]. هو يأخذ يدي ويقودني إلى ال [دنس فلوور].

أشياء يحصلون قبيحة بسرعة على ال [دنس فلوور]. افتقاري الإيقاع ظاهرة. صوفيا لا يريد أن يكون رأيت يرقص مع ال [غرينغو]… رهونات ي باتّجاه آخر على أخته. يريد أخته أن يلعب وسخة. هو لا يعرف [ددّي]. هو لا يعرف كيف وسخة أنا يستطيع حصلت.

10:13

إلى حدّ ما قريبا قد جعل أنا كلا من نا متضايق. My constant humping of her leg and staring at her tits has seemingly offended her… I put my tail between my legs and head back to the table.

10:14

I get back just in time for another shot.

10:16

There are a few new faces at our table. Some young girls… that can’t be older than sixteen. I start to wish I Googled the age of consent down here. For all intensive purposes I’ll assume it’s sixteen. I fumble for the bottle and begin pouring another shot. Sofia grabs my arm… and tells me in her adorable broken English to “slow down or I get too crazy” She’s probably right… but I’m past the point of reason. I fill a few glasses and try to hand the sixteen year olds shots. They shake their fingers no. I push the glasses toward them again.

10:18

Jim sees me trying to make conversation with the girls and comes over to us. He looks at the group of girls and nods at me. I give him two big thumbs up.

10:19

He introduces me to the sixteen year old… his daughter.

Before I have time to explain… he tells me to dance with his daughter. He actually pushes us closer together. I look back at him over my shoulder… now he gives me the thumbs up.

As we are dancing Jim comes up behind his daughter and sandwiches her against me. She is in the middle of us and I’m grinding lower and lower with her. Jim, seemingly pleased… heads back to the table and leaves me and his daughter alone.

10:22

Time for a piss break.

10:25

I regroup in the bathroom.

…it’s a moral test of yourself, whether or not you can maintain loyalty. Because when you can be loyal… that’s meaningful… So you’re going to go out there… drink your drink… be friendly… not too friendly, and then you’re going go home and jerk off. And that’s all you’re gonna do.

Yea right!!!

This is where things get blurry.


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4 comments
  1. JohnnyG
    August 18, 2008

    Now I see use of the precursor from earlier.
    That aside, Excellent Story. Balls to the Wall, my friend.
    I’ve been there many times with its fuzzy pieced together intensity. I could have seen that night turning to one of your cool sexual conquest tales if not for the blinding powers of that south american posion.
    Thanx for sharing the pics too.

  2. lilez0521
    August 18, 2008

    Effin hilarious Bobby. I always enjoy your stories.

  3. Brad
    August 20, 2008

    I swear you could be related to me… lol

  4. Roosh
    August 20, 2008

    Very funny. Good pictures, good nakedness.

    Recent Words from Roosh..Will She Keep The Baby?

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