Well, I figured this topic would come up at some point. I thought about it for a while and thought to myself that if I was going to write about this, it would mean that I would have to be completely transparent and open about my experiences with the ladies. Although I have sampled the female fruit outside the matrix, there is by far(because I have yet to venture to Brazil or Columbia) no place like Sosua. Kenol don’t kill me! I figured that I would talk about the very first experience in the small little beach town that has produced more fly-by-night YouTubers than guys passing around Young Berg's chain back in the day.
I remember the day I decided to go. A few months into my separation, I was doing well for myself. Back in my home base of South Florida, and out of the cold of the northeastern states. Great paying job, and finally an apartment to myself. I started dating and began talking to a few women here and there but I had my guard up. I was focused on my job and other means of making money and made it known to my female interests that I wasn’t for the bullshit. Long story short, coming to DR was something on my mind for a long time, and after taking a look at my account, it clicked. I can go. So I ordered an express passport and got it in less than a month, booked my airfare, and like any newbie coming to DR after watching countless videos, booked an entire villa to myself for a week. Dumb decision number one. Realized later that there were cheaper alternatives. I got a taxi contact from some guys in a certain Facebook group and I felt that I was ready. I flew in, and after an overpriced ride from Santiago to Sosua, I checked into my villa. It was amazing, nice, and secluded. I decided to head straight to the strip and could not believe my eyes. My neck turned so much that I swear I pulled something. Ass, ass, and mo ass. Pretty faces of all shades. As a bigger guy, it was a shock to the system of having smiles, touch, and straight-up grabbing of my junk happening multiple times on just one block. I was being violated, and I loved every second of it.
Grabbed a few essentials, and ran into a girl name Mia. Her smile was infectious with her caramel skin. Her body was awesome and she was nice. We exchanged WhatsApp info and I headed towards Bailees. The action intensified then. It was a buffet of just ripe amazing mangoes and a few street weeds that I didn’t care for. Got more numbers and saved their names under their descriptions so that I can distinguish who was who. Had a great lunch and headed back to the villa. I hit up Mia, and she was on the next thing smoking. We agreed on a number and went into pornstar mode. It was the first time I ever slept with a Latin woman and man she made sure to put on a show. I was blown away by the level of passion and attention she gave me. And it was here, at this very moment that I was hooked! Now let's take a break here because after subsequently traveling back and forth more times than I can count and opening a business there, it occurred to me why I was so infatuated with Sosua.
Call it pitiful, call it SIMPish, call it whatever you want, but I realized that I would rather invest in a short term with a mango than chase after relationships in the matrix. I would end up changing my mind but I think it is important to point out the reasoning that a lot of men book these flights other than the scenery. Some of us have gone through years of games, dates that yielded nothing but a side hug, bad female behavior, and entitlement, to straight up being victims of a system not built for us. The thought of having that Instagram model on call, fuck your brains out, and leave without penalty(in most cases), and memories to serve your ego well for years to come…..is itself addicting. Although you are funding the time spent, it is a fraction of what is required of you when in the matrix, where there is a huge chance nothing will come of it. Don’t get it twisted, I have had my share of American pie that I have no issue pulling. But I am one of the guys that will say it proudly. I. Love. Short. Cuts.
Plain and simple. This is why I love DR and will continue to make stops there every year.
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