I went back to Meio Mundo tonight. Against my better instincts. Got there at 5PM. A nice number of clients and double the number of garotos. Only reason I went is that I had a date set up with the tall half-Egyptian, Ricardo. Of course, this being Rio, he didn't show. And as I predicted, the terrible soap dispensers in 2 of the 3 downstairs showers were all broken. No soap. At least the showers upstaris had some. The sauna door still isn't installed correctly and someone outside has to close it for whoever is inside. Ditto on the steam door not closing. I have to say that there were a lot of new guys there tonight. Lots and lots of them. It was like when all of the new toys for the winter holidays all were stocked on the same day. YUMMY. A buffet of tasties.
I went with one up to one of the pay rooms. New paint, new lighting, carpeting ripped out. I suppose new being installed soon. Entertainment was by Desiree and she had her own dance troop. So Jorge and the others were just working tonight.
Other big news and caused me to blink twice and repeat out loud what I couldn'y believe what I was reading - THEY ARE CLOSED ON TUESDAYS. I suppose they just cannot compete with the free suites Tuesdays at both Clube 117 and Pointe 202.
Also tonight, the kitchen was closed. No plates of food and no freshlt-popped popcorn. Just the medium-sized bags of chips.
Some of the old stand-bys like the two Mineiros, Eduardo and Junior, weren't even there. The youngsters must be trying the trampoline effect. One in particular was a Leao/Leandro with a wonderful, nonsteroidal body, cut but not vascular, beautiful smooth skin and the type of thick, thick dick that would choke a double-jointed sword swallower. I don't have that type of breath control or a jaw that I can dislocate on command to do that monster justice. However, my friend did. He got an extra-large load down his throat. He didn't need to eat any supper with all of the protein he ingested.