Beyond Appearances: Finding the Way.

Diary of Fernanda <unk> Date: Thursday 23 August 2007 The time is 09:37. Dear newspaper, After a few days without writing, due to lack of time, college, in addition to the fear of being caught talking about my other life, I'm back. But a little discouraged! Because of that, diary? My first gringo, and the experience was not at all pleasant. We booked the show yesterday afternoon, it was a short Mexican, an old man, rude and fat, he was a little nervous because his time was up and he didn't laugh, besides disrespecting me and everything we had agreed. Diary, I'm going straight to the point, I don't have the patience for details, someone could come into the room and catch me, I need a computer just for me, always be careful. After preparing myself meticulously, putting on a seductive outfit and putting on makeup for a while, I left Juju's apartment, took a cab out in front of the building, and went straight to meet the Mexican at the Cardoso Hotel. Daily, for the past week, I've had no luck with clients. Is it a sign? For me to give up this life? Despite all my insecurities and fears, I've taken that I'm on the right path to take control of my life and become financially independent. It seems like a nightmare, this choice to become a prostitute. If I had a father, or someone to help me on this trajectory, I wouldn't be sleeping with strange men for a living. I have to put this shit in my head: Fernanda, you depend on them, on the customers, on the cash, you have to pay the late tuition fees for college, and the money borrowed from the girls. I'm upset, but it will pass. I mustn't complain: the average invoice is four hundred reais a day. I earn, much, much more than my mother in the supermarket. Every day, I'm learning to be more bold and fearless, always looking for new experiences, working as a luxury escort, it's not easy, it's almost a daily nightmare, but the money I make, doesn't make me give up, ball forward, Fernanda... When I got to the hotel lobby, he recognized me, because I told him what I was going to wear. He was sitting on the hotel couch enjoying a nice ice-cream whiskey. Alonzo was short, no more than five feet, his eyes were dark green, thin biotype, he wore a suit, pants, fancy shoes, plus the designer watch on his left wrist. The man was not subtle on my arrival, daily, when I introduced him, barely spoke to me. Alonzo had a dry, rude manner, outside the Spanish accent that did not give much to understand. Are all Mexican men like that? He had yellow teeth! Which was not at all pleasant to look at. If it were not for the debts, he would have turned his back and left even taking a loss. Looking at that strange man, I decided to be professional and face the situation. At least he liked me and the clothes I was wearing. It was a fair, short, black dress and a pair of high heels. I bought them last week. The dress showed my legs and part of my thighs. After a quick conversation, we decided to go up, accompanied by the sound of my shoes scratching the floor of the hall. We went alone up to the tenth floor, in the elevator, he put his hands on my butt, breasts and hips, said some things that I could not understand. I only answered him, yes, yes, yes, rs ... Looking at that scene, I had the perfect ingredient to break down the barrier of the Mexican's rudeness and exploit his desires. As soon as we got to the room, and what a room, daily. Big bed, four-seater sofa. The decor was beautiful! I apologized to him and went to the bathroom. There, I looked in the mirror, I straightened my hair. Then I took off my dress, but I kept my shoes. I brushed my teeth. I put on makeup and applied lipstick. Before I forget: the money for the program was in a white envelope under the sink, it was dollars, three hundred dollars. We had agreed on 250 dollars! That was cool, that excited me, daily, I took the money and put it in my purse. I avoided taking too long in the bathroom. I left dressed in lingerie and shoes. Alonzo was with his back to me, he was preparing two doses of tequila with lemon. When the Mexican saw me brought sensuously, he smiled quickly, then gave me one of the glasses. The first time I drank tequila, it tastes strong. I took two sips looking at him. Taking the glass from his lips, I left the glass under the table, next to the lamplighter! So I've decided to start the show! I suggested to the customer to sit in the armchair. Alonzo sat holding the glass. Boldly, I sat on his lap taking the glass from his hands, I drank a little of his tequila, but didn't swallow, I brought my mouth close to his and passed into his mouth. He liked it, we exchanged many kisses. It didn't take long for me to feel Alonzo's stick hardening on my ass. I bounced to provoke him! Then I remembered his yellow teeth, I was embarrassed to repeat the action of throwing his drink in my mouth. In order not to look at his teeth, I turned my back, I continued to rub my ass more explicitly on him. He touched me all over! Alonzo was talking some things in Spanish that I couldn't understand. He said to me: <unk>Much hermosa<unk>. That I won't forget, etc. There was no room for error in that service, I was bold in my actions, the client didn't back down, he engaged me in a game of seduction and desire, exploring my body with vigor and passion. The spacious bed became the perfect stage for the scum that the human mind could imagine. I avoided looking at him because of the yellow teeth. I undressed him calmly, when I took off his shirt, the client had strange tattoos: snakes, eagles and scorpions. I don't know, but I bet and I think that the Mexican was a drug dealer and has already been arrested ... Still, I couldn't stop, as the brothel progressed, the rude customer turned into an ardent lover for the three hundred dollars, I was determined to satisfy his every desire, using my skills and sensuality to provide him with an intense and pleasurable experience. When I took off his pants, I sucked his penis, but anyway, daily, which was not pleasant, the penis smelled of urine, I asked him to wash, he did not want to wash, so I took a condom from my bag and when his dick got hard due to my masturbations, I put the condom on his "menino" and suck it. My luck that lasted a short time, not even two minutes of kissing and he already wanted to suck me. He started to take off my shoes, kissed my feet and went upstairs, when he took off my panties, he "fell" from his mouth on my "little girl", and stayed there for a while licking her. He sucked, stuck his tongue in, played on my clitoris. I'm not going to lie, I even felt a bit of a hard-on. <unk> In his mouth, he'd say to me: <unk>Hmm, hot pussy. <unk> I didn't have to ask for the condom, he put it on his "boy" himself. And in the first position, he told me to stand on all fours. I obeyed him. I stood on all fours with my knees well separated from the other, with my butt pulled up. He played a little, opened my buttocks with the fingers of both hands, smelled my anus and vagina, fingered them, licked my anus three times and spat last. There, I knew where to start. Alonzo positioned himself behind me, I took a hold when the head of his penis entered my anus, but his penis wasn't hard enough. He took it out, started hitting it on my ass. I stood there, didn't even look, looked forward waiting to be penetrated. Then, Alonzo, started masturbating, I'm still with the sound of rubber condoms in my mind with him not masturbating. His penis gave a monstrous failure, daily, rs, rs, rs...! But to my misfortune, the gringo's cock hardened, but the Mexican penetrated my "menina". He pushed hard. He pushed voluptuously, slapping my butt and hips. He left my skin scarred, red. I did not complain! Among whispers and groans, I was able to experience a sexually excellent man talking, however, of a great mystery! Alonzo spoke little, but what little he spoke, you could hardly understand. He called me: "Señorita Lara". And before I forget, the Mexican's penis was (small and pancake to the right), with the glans pinkish and small. The famous (short-haired), rs. He fucked me for a few minutes, then we switched positions, went to the bathroom, a few more minutes of fucking and kissing, finally, the Mexican joked and left me alone in bed to dispose of the condom in the bathroom. The trance was so fast, I was lying on my back with my legs open masturbating to myself until it was too late. Alonzo didn't come back, he stayed there for more than ten minutes. While he wasn't coming back, I lit a cigarette and drank whiskey with ice. I stared at the decor of the suite. I always do this. I took the bed sheet, wrapped it around my body, went to the balcony to see the skyline of the city of São Paulo, thinking: What the fuck am I doing with my life? God, did you turn me into a whore? Yes, daily, that's me! When Alonzo got out of the bathroom, I went to urinate, I enjoyed it and took a bath. When I returned, he was smoking a naked cigar on the balcony. He offered me! As I had never smoked, I agreed to go through the experiment. Alonzo explained that I could not swallow the smoke. I liked the experience. It tasted like herbs, cool! We talked for a while about some subjects sitting on the couch. He asked about my life. I made up a story because I don't like to talk about my personal life, especially to strangers. I asked what it was like to live in Mexico and his profession? He was talking, he said he was a lawyer, which didn't convince me, and that the drug trafficking and the barracks rule that country. Holy shit... The chatter was good, but twenty minutes before the end of the meeting, he asked me to suck him. I obeyed him. The Mexican continued to sit on the sofa, I knelt on the carpet, I began to massage his penis, then I played on his testicles, I sucked his balls, he liked it, I sucked his penis again before penetration! This time, I put another condom on his "menino" and mounted it on Alonzo's lap from the front. Anyway, daily, we fucked again and fucked in the vagina facing each other, putting my hands on his shoulders, riding, rolling hot. Every time he was going to kiss me, I gave my breasts to him to lick. The Mexican liked my breasts, sucked them with pleasure. Then he suddenly decided to penetrate my anus! He liked to vary between conventional sex, taking out of the anus and putting in the mouthpiece, his little dick didn't hurt me at all, I felt sick, rs. Diary <unk> Why did every gringo fuck a Brazilian ass? And so, a show that started off rough, then got even better, got worse because his time had run out, and he hadn't joked. My wristwatch woke up. I warned him twice while we were fucking! But the Mexican kept wanting to fuck me. The end turned into a date that ended in arguments. I blurred my face and didn't let him touch me anymore. He threatened to punch me. He said he was going to call the police. He backed off, he got scared. I ran to the bathroom, I got my purse and my dress, and I came out of the bathroom. I went back to the room, I got my shoes, I forgot my underwear on the bed, and he stood there hating me, cursing me in Spanish. The man didn't approach, he sat and drank. He said some things in Spanish that I couldn't understand, probably cursing me. <unk> I left the room in a daze, carrying my shoes and my bag in my hands. I didn't take the elevator! I came down the fire escape crying three floors. Then I stopped to pack up and never leave the hotel like that. Daily, I never want to see that guy's face again! I'm not going back to the Hotel Cardoso, I'm going to find that fucking Mexican. I had more stuff to write, but Helen's coming home from school soon and I don't want to get caught. She's too curious. I have to buy a laptop. Because sharing this computer with three people is not possible, especially when writing this kind of thing... Dear Diary, thank you for being my confidant on this journey. With love and without violence, It was Fernanda.