Monday Morning Field Report: 1/21/08

Saturday night started with dinner with one of my best friends…at a S. beach steak house…couple of platonic girlfriends stopped by to say hi and invite us out for drinks and a club…we agreed…met up at pre arranged venue…4 girls and 1 guy and us…as we are all talking by the bar, my wing spots two hotties leaving…both brunette, one is tall, wearing jeans, the other in a mini…bullet proof body…whoa…he stops them…im watching from 10 feet away…he chats them up for a minute…then the girls leave…20 minutes later our group decides to leave…once we exit we see the two girls…my wing and I walk back…they’re from Brazil…both living in good ole USA…one in Miami and one in Maryland…we walk with them toward the club…suggest we go in together…they agree…
Long line…crowded…know the door…we walk right in…take the girls to the back bar…since he opened I confer with wing as to his preference…I stay with “the body”…order drinks…dance…pull out my camera have someone take a few pics…tell her to kiss me on the cheek for one of them…solid…the body is a samba dancer from Rio…don’t hate
…if you’ve ever seen highlights on tv/internet of Carnival she would be one of the girls in a headdress and pasties and g string on the floats…dancing…moving…shaking…thrusting…gyrating…sorry…haha…my wing ejects a short time later…feels body’s friend wont close tonight…so I take them both to a different section…dance with body…entertain them…but I have a dilemma…earlier in the day boots and I agreed to meet at the club…as you know boots is off the charts as well…black hair…blue eyes…from uraguay…so I number close body before any trouble…and tell my wing to keep an eye out…boots sees me and walks over and hugs me…we laugh…she was watching me earlier and knows I’m with the body…but she handles it well…I tell her things got a little confusing tonight…and she looks hot by the way…boots walks off and I go back to the body and her friend…we dance a while longer and decide to get breakfast…we bounce to a restaurant…place I know and am known…more laughs…we leave…tell the girls they can both stay with me…plenty of room…anticipating they don’t want to be split up as body’s friend just got here and is visiting…they decline…we pull up to body’s place…her friend gets out and body stays in my car…perfect…no resistance…no mini conference…she just hands her the keys…I’ve done my work…haha…we go back to my place…and I get my first private samba lesson from a pro…I’m turning into one hell of a dancer
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