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I simply glance at this guy and suddenly he’s right next to me. They say looks aren’t everything, but it appears that in Brazil they are. Because of my non-willingness to continue to make out with Christiano, he took that to mean I didn’t like him and slid away.
Stopping the makeout session, simply because I needed a bit more verbal communication first, was a real ego bruiser to Christiano.
This guy, Eduardo, spoke better English so we were at least able to communicate.I manage to detangle myself, but my friend is for some strange reason egging this on.Seeing her eagerness to see the kiss again, he is suddenly pulling my face to his and his nasty tongue is down my throat yet again. I was incredibly turned off by the whole endeavor, so after struggling for a little while, I finally manage to break free.And so it begins…Lapa 40 Graus: 1am – downstairs A really not so attractive older looking gentleman starts talking to me.Unless you look like a serial killer, I usually respond to someone trying to talk to me, because you never know what someone will have to say and what you can learn from them, looks aside. Because within three minutes of opening up this fine dialogue, dude’s tongue is suddenly down my throat while I struggle to get free from his embrace.