I spent most of last week in Arizona, so after an all day cross county flight back to Miami I was in need of a massage…and a little T.L.C…so I went to my matrix for help…but more on that later. 

Last Monday I spoke about a Dominican cutie I reacquainted with on Saturday night and began texting early in the week.  Turns out she works for her country’s government, and as a result has security clearance at Miami Int’l Airport.  Anyway, she was dropping her young daughter off at the airport the same day I was leaving, an offered to arrange someone to escort me through security.  Talk about good karma…

But before I learned all this, something very funny happened between us.  The Argentinian I refer to as 10 was texting me some extremely erotic messages….telling me about what she was going to do to herself, what she wanted me to do to her, etc etc.  Well, it got me pretty charged up, and actually my head was kind of spinning.  Right around this time the Dominican calls me on my cell.  I had 10 on my mind, and I just assumed it was her.  So the conversation goes something like this:

E:  Hi, how are you?

D: I’m doing great.

E: Well, that’s pretty interesting.  I have to tell you something: you’ve got me rock hard right now.

D: pause….pause…pause…

E:  (I realize that this is not 10, what an idiot I am…commence salvage operation immediately)

E: oh…I’m sorry….my ex girlfriend was texting some pretty erotic stuff…and I just thought it was her….sorry…not to say you couldn’t make  me feel that way…lol

D:  oh, no problem…it sounds pretty interesting actually

E:  lol…so how are you?….blah blah blah

The next day I meet said Dominican at the airport, she walks to my gate, we hang out for an hour before my flight, and she offers to pick me up when I come back Saturday.  LOL!

She texted me later to say that she got called to Puerto Rico for work…she works directly for the Dominican President, and travels with him wherever he goes.  As part of her job she recently traveled to NYC to have dinner with Alex Rodriguez, and also saw Sammy Sosa for a charity event.  Anyway, when she left me at the gate I texted the following:

E: wow, ur so sweet…I almost feel guilty for having dirty thoughts about you…lol

I”d been in touch with Argentina #1 during Thanksgiving, and she was practically begging to see me when I got back.  I texted her when I landed, explained I was tired, and was probably just going to stay home for a mellow night.  She said she was tired too, and would love to come over and eat…great…grab a movie and I’ll order dinner…u can pickup both on your way over…she arrives…hot as a firecracker…tight jeans…tight t-shirt…heels…rocking…we eat…have drinks…watch a movie…which we never finished…I guess we were both still hungry…for dessert…hehe

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