Blame It On Rio

Flying to the west coast today for media and promotional commitments…return next weekend…but last night I spent with friends in Miami…and I know where the locals go to have fun..lol

No expectations last night…just quality time with people close in my life…but you know when there’s an opportunity…E.I. is there…She’s Brazilian…beautiful…early 20’s…green top…tight jeans…just my style…and probably yours if you saw her…part of a 3 set including a guy…we made eye contact…no hesitation and I walk straight over…”You probably didn’t know green was my favorite color” (smile beaming).  Her name is Cathia…and she is straight off the beaches of Ipanema…we compare tan lines (she beats me hands down)…I tell her I can only stay for a minute but she must promise to behave…big smile…I take her hand…She plays with her hair…I place my hand on her leg…I tell her I think she may be too good a girl for me to get to know…the guy in the group says he is her brother… I tell him it could be worse…he could be her husband…group laughs…I own this crowd…I own this place…the night is mine.

I tell her I can only speak dirty in Portuguese…more smiles…I order a drink…she orders nothing….I say I might be to bad for a girl like you…laughs…I say don’t leave without saying goodbye…need to get back to my friends…

As she is leaving she comes over to say goodbye (yes!)…I walk her to the valet…we exchange numbers…I kiss her goodbye (Latin custom)….feel like a little kid who just won the world series…and my game repeats…over and over….

More when I return…keep the faith 

E

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