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  • Back in Havana at last, after a while Varadero got boring.

    I take a taxi back to Havana for 100 CUC. At first the sun is shining, then it rains again. I nip into the Presidente for the internet after going to the bank. Today there’s nothing on credit card, no online connection. As if I had suspected I had taken a bit of cash with me to exchange; I have to show my passport for this too. If you haven’t got any readies in such a situation then you’re in the shit – maybe even for a few days – especially then when it’s the weekend.

    I stroll through the drizzling rain and dusk for about an hour around the Capitolio; it’s now pitch black. The whores have disappeared under the many colonnades or god knows where, nevertheless, I was still approached by about 20 chicas; my type of girl isn’t among them, all “cows” or blonds. I hope the weather forecast is right, sun for the next few days. I still have to do a few things, no point if it’s raining. Among other things a few viewpoints around town and a day trip to Pinar del Rio or better said, Viñales.

    In the end I find the 40kg class in the Adlon. I was there later on just before 23:30 hrs. The bouncer, actually he’s an odd-job man, shows me in after I had taken a look at about 10 whores waiting outside in front of the door. He tells me to give him the 10 entrance fee, which I do, he gives the cash to the woman at the cash desk, who keeps the money without giving me a ticket. Because I know that you get a drink for the ticket, I ask and am given it. Obviously they do 50/50 here.

    “NOW open” he says, to make the empty place look appealing. I’m almost the first person here. Once I’m sat at the bar the first cow comes in from outside to try and get me. “Where you from?” She asks, “I’m from mum and dad,” I answer laconically; something she doesn’t find funny at all, gets rid of her straight away though. Then one of the mentioned 40kg class enters, slim, long legs, glitter, hot pants pulled over her taut arse, small tits. She’s just walking past me as I stop her by grabbing her with my left arm whilst pointing towards my cheek; that’s where I would like a kiss. She eagerly she gives me one but I turn my head and it lands on my mouth. She laughs; I’ve now got lipstick on my lips.

    I grab her completely and pull her over between my knees, I fondle her arse, which I like. She has a skin problem in her face, but that doesn’t really bother me. I need body and talent; she’s got both, as I soon learn. Unfortunately she doesn’t speak a word of English, which doesn’t make things easy but somehow we manage. She charges 80 for the night but in the end we agree upon 40 for an hour (which I never need for a shot, especially not when I’m as horny as I am today). Blow job with a shot in the gob; I had to talk her into the shot in the gob bit but manage because I’m a nice person and had ordered a Mojito.

    Now things get a little complicated. She drags me out into the foyer where she has a smokes a cigarette (it’s not allowed inside) whilst telling me how to deal with the taxi. Outside, down the Prado, there are police all over the place, we’d never get past; she’s obviously well know here or better said, I take it she is.

    The bouncer comes back into the bar later on and explains again: after giving her my address with the help of the casa business card I give her five CUC for the taxi (and one for his efforts). Then I walk to my casa, shortly afterwards they turn up with the bici (bicycle) taxi. That had definitely not cost five CUC, at a guess I would say one; never mind. I’m standing in the doorway and welcome them with a smile before taking a couple of snapshots of her on the stairs from behind, the stairs smell of paint today with renovation work being carried out. She moans because of the stairs, all women do the first time.

    Once up in the room we both go for a shower, we only wash our “load bearing parts”. She seems to be clean, pretty clean anyway. I put my hand in her stream of pee whilst she’s sitting on the bog pissing, she giggles; from one second to the next her nipples increase in size.

    Then we move over to the living room to the blowing chair, she’s good and rubs her fanny whilst doing so. She stretches her back and sticks her backside out. Why can’t German women do this? Because they’re stupid. After a few minutes I get her to crouch down in front of the bed, which is in front of the mirror, I then have a complete view of her from behind whilst kneeling on the bed, she blows. Yes, she hadn’t promised too much, she’s “muchocaliente”, “very hot”. She has a go at my ring, which I then treat with spit to make things really nice. I shoot my load in her mouth, more or less the whole lot with the shot from the previous day still being in my balls. Half of it landed on the sheet.

    She insists on pre-payment, no way, I’d prefer to let the girl bugger off. However she accepts my conditions; I never pay up front. She gets her 40 plus another five for the taxi. A bit of small talk then goodbye. No, I don’t know whether I’ll be in the Adlon tomorrow. Half a shot in the gob and no screw because she insists on using a rubber, not enough for me although it was pretty good. Then again, 40 plus 5 plus 5 for a taxi is a load of cash and other girls want their chance too.

    I remain in the doorway listening to see whether she really does shut the door properly; I’d asked her to. Once she’s done this I stand on the balcony wrapped in a towel and watch her disappear into the innards of the quarter. She neither returns to the bar nor does she take the shortest route to a possible taxi. I take it she lives here somewhere or has some boyfriend waiting for her – she’d tricked me out of a fiver for a taxi.

    It’s almost two; I lie down for a while. There’s not much going on in Havana at night-time during the week, especially when the weather’s rotten.

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    Grubert in Thailand
    Pattaya Newbie 2.0
    The Standard Reference for Singles in Thailand’s Partying Town
    © by Major Grubert

    Contents:

    Ultimate Single Guide – Travel Guide for Pattaya. The “Users Manual” for Singles in Thailand’s number one partying town. The “Bible” for men travelling alone in Thailand. Useful questions for before & during your trip.

    It’s a must – not only for newbies!

    With tricks, tips, infos, addresses, links, index.
    With more than 1600 photos and 35 maps.

    Preface – Why Pattaya? Advantages and disadvantages – Location, arrival, entry, leaving and continuation of journey – Living – Cash machines/exchanging cash – Health!!! – Motivation and background of the girls – Pay-sex in the LOS – Safety tips – Bars and other establishments – Beer bars – Gogo bars – Blow job and other short time bars – “Insider tips” I – “Insider tips” II – Discos – Body massages, clubs and pubs – Karaoke bars – “Insider tips” III – “Other” massages – Where to find things in Pattaya – Naklua – Beach and Beach Road – Soi 2 & 3 – Soi 6 – Soi 7 & 8 – Soi 13 – 13/4 – Walking Street – Soi Diamond – Second Road – Soi Buakhao – Soi LK Metro – Pattaya’s harbour – Viewpoint & Big Buddha – Jomtien – Which girls where? – Prices – How much cash will I need? – Getting around in Pattaya – Bon appétit – Cultural shock – Festivals and celebrations – General things – Dictionary – General tips – Trips and things to do – Shopping centres – Trip to Bangkok – Trip to Koh Larn – Trip to Koh Samet – Index, maps links & Co

    With an authentic description taken from blow job bars, massage parlours, gogo bars, from short time sessions. The diary entries leave nothing left to be desired

    As usual all chapters with numerous photos

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  • Today the freelancer brought her younger sister along with her, she’s 18, has only done it with a tourist for money once before – a Korean. We agree to meet at the Margarita Station; I’ve invited the two of them out for a meal. Unfortunately her sister isn’t nearly as good looking. However, she’s very excited and more than likely open for everything, although a bit shy. Back in the hotel I send her for a shower, no, I can’t shag her, fat backside and thighs. Apart from that she’s given birth only six weeks beforehand; her gut still shows it. I’m nice and give her 600, her sister explains but she’s satisfied.

    P phones for a female friend to come around – somehow I was having thoughts about a threesome and wanted one too. Her friend is 20 and really sweet.

    There’s a knock at the door, I open it abruptly and stand there with a semi hard banana, I smile at her, what am I in for, bingo! She laughs when she sees me. She enters, sits down on the chair and exchanges a few words with P. I stand in front of her and hang my dick in front of her face. She’s giggling but without hesitation starts sucking it – aaaahhhh! I love uncomplicated interviews.

    I lie down on the bed next to P and watch the other girl getting undressed. She’s wearing a long wide skirt, is very nice looking. I wave her over while she’s still wearing her bra and knickers; she’s to remove the rest right in front of me – she does, whilst giggling, of course. Wow, what a girl, just the size I like. However, she’s not shaved so I ask her whether she’d do that for me? She will. I give her a chuck-away razor and gel, she shaves.

    She returns from the bathroom after five minutes. I have them lying to the left and right of me on the bed. They take turns to blow, then together; no problem for them. Everything is licked gently, my nuts too whereby the new one gives a lot of effort. Whist doing this I give her a bit of finger, she’s wet, I shove a finger up, wow, she’s tight and slippery. I pull her up and have her sit on top of me. She smiles at me whilst kneeling above me with one leg bent; she slowly shoves my throbbing cock up her cunt moaning as it slides in.

    She rides for a while and without me having to tell her she changes position from kneeling to crouching above me. She’s obviously having fun. Whilst she’s doing this P licks my nipples and/or strokes my nuts. Oh shit, things can stay like this, but they don’t, of course. My testosterone level decides upon this. After a while I turn onto my side, she moves into the doggy position showing me her sweet little backside, exactly what I want.

    I thrust carefully whilst holding her narrow hips. She presses a cheek onto the bedcover and holds onto it with both hands as I thrust even deeper and faster. Her back is bent through; her protruding heart-looking backside is a fantastic sight.

    During all of this P is giving me the usual treatment, she’s doing a good job on my ring whilst carefully giving my nipples a warm wet lick. I can’t hold it back any longer; I explode, probably with a very enraptured expression on my face. P has to grin whilst watching me shoot quite a load up the other girl’s cunt. She waits until I’m finished, a little longer, in fact. I remain inside her whilst lying on my side wrapped around her hips. I enjoy the two of them being next to me for a moment. I catch my breath, my Tadalafil-Sildanafil lob on starts to soften; it wants to slip back out. She put a hand over her fanny, giggling she heads for the bathroom.

    Wow, that was good.

    1200 changes hands, the sweet one gets dressed after having a shower and disappears into the dark of the night, but not before giving me a soft kiss on my lips.

    P massages and strokes me a little; the dimly lit room is filled with soft music from the radio. She lies in one of my arms, my other hand is holding one of her buttocks – we drift off into the land of dreams.

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  • Varadero!

    A tourist asked a local whether it’s going to rain tomorrow, “of course not” comes the laconic answer, “Varadero is a special CUC zone”. Cubans have more of a black  sense of humour even though normally on the quiet. For example, if anyone, due to the risky often deadly attempts to leave the country across the sea in bathtubs or self made rafts, changes “Socialismo o Muerte!” (socialism or death) into “Miami o Muerte!” (Miami or death) then they really will be in trouble. Anyway, Cubans won’t let themselves be banned from being humorous.

    I wanted a few days in the town with stories, Varadero (map), where until the first big crackdown sometime towards the end of the 90s things were really good – so I went. Another reason I wanted to visit the place is because it’s supposed to have Cuba’s nicest beaches – in fact in the whole of the Caribbean. Originally I was considering flying straight to Varadero (it has its own airport about 20 km away) for a few days to stay in one of the Al (all inclusive) hotels before carrying on to Havana where I planned on spending most of my holiday. Luckily I didn’t, it would have been unnecessary and complicated. The other variation, a flight to Havana then a trip with a taxi along the very long peninsular, this proved to be the better deal.

    Yes, in those days Varadero must have been very enjoyable; hoards of chicas down at the beaches, on the streets and in bars. One could drag as many girls back to the hotel room as one could or wanted.

    Unfortunately this is now history. At some time the angry old man put a barrier at the entrance of the peninsular, now everything is controlled. All hotel etc. staff must go across the bridge in morning and evening to be controlled. Cubans who don’t work there can’t even get in. For this reason there are hardly any chicas down on the beach etc. OK, there are a few, more later. However, compared with the good old days and the rest of Cuba it’s now dismal there.

    Yes, it’s true, Varadero is less Cuba as Pattaya is Thailand. Those who only know Varadero haven’t any idea about the hardships and worries of Cubans and have never really been to Cuba. The shops here have more stock than in other places around the island; everything is clean, tidy and new. The locals here have got it better than elsewhere. Nice perfect holiday world, the Caribbean Duckburg.

    However, what we want (and many Cubis too) is obvious; to be precise everyone wants the barriers to be removed so that everyone can do as they please. At the moment it looks like this isn’t that much of an illusion, maybe just that will happen soon.

    The journey there

    The journey from Havana is simple. The approx. 130 km (map) journey along the very good road can be made by taxi in about 90 to 120 minutes. I chose the more comfortable version and paid 90 CUC. Even with the Viazul bus (10 CUC) one is there in a jiffy if you can get a ticket (sort this out in time). Of course you can hire a car but just to travel to Varadero and nowhere else you don’t need your own care – too much.

    The advantage of a taxi for me was that the driver promised to help me look for my casa in Varadero. I’d looked for a driver who could speak decent English.

    I answered the question “take chica with you or not?” for me with “yes.” As you know this was unfortunately a mistake, I had feared this beforehand. Once there the girl turned out to be a right bitch and I actually had to check her out on the day before last. I put her on the bus and said goodbye. For this reason I can’t really say much about things with the chicas in Varadero. I have heard that men travelling on their own are approached by Chulos, these are Cubans who arrange. Things should be ok during the evening/night in nightclubs.

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