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ALL’S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR

brusquely, actually moving body parts, sometimes touching Rafael where he wanted no man to touch. One of Tota’s favourite scenes was his sex sandwich, where he got the girls to lie on top of each other with their legs spread, and Rafael to alternate between them.

Fabio, in his usual night attire of black shirt with black jeans, wasn’t interested in joining in, and spent his time sniffing coke, laughing and making quips. ‘Hey, Rafael, you’re doing good, man.’ Now and then Tota tore off his sarong and joined in, using his penis pump to make himself huge. Mostly he preferred slapping the girls’ backsides, yelling, ‘Rebola rebola, shake, shake, move your hips,’ and using his bag of tricks, like a black vibrating dildo and a small vibrating metal egg.

I don’t know how he has the imagination to make this sort of scenario.
– Rafael

The night finished with Rafael pulling on his clothes, exhausted, and staggering out into the street with Tota’s voice fading into the distance, ‘Come back, we’ve still got two bottles of champagne, come on, bencong, come back.’

Tota was known for his irrepressible energy for sex, gambling, partying and crazy antics. Rumour had it that in Brazil he’d once arranged to surprise his girlfriend. She was sunbaking with a bunch of friends on Rio’s popular Ipanema Beach, when a chopper landed nearby on the sand. Below the rotating blades, two waiters in black tie climbed out and ran over to her, balancing plates of sushi, a bottle of Veuve Clicquot, a bunch of flowers and a short note, ‘From your love, Tota.’ As the chopper flew off, it rained flower petals down on her. The master of spectacle had done it again, although the relationship didn’t last.

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