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SNOWING IN BALI

There were times when Rafael would arrive at Tota’s Bali hotel room, knock and, after hearing Tota yelling, ‘Come in, it’s open’, walk in to find him in the middle of sex. Rafael would quickly turn to leave, calling, ‘I’ll come back later’, with Tota singing out, ‘No, stay, come on, bencong, come in here, it’s no worries, we can play together.’

‘No, no, no.’

The two often went out to clubs together, with Tota getting a kick out of pushing his hot friend Rafael to pick up girls; not that he needed persuasion or help. Tota would create stories, like Rafael was a famous TV star in Brazil, endlessly urging him to go for this hot Australian girl, or that French babe. Rafael usually liked Tota’s taste in eye candy and played along. Tota’s plan was always to get an orgy going back in his hotel room, and with his crew often got their prey to acquiesce to almost anything. One night, Tota was pushing Rafael to talk to an Italian girl.

Tota says to me, ‘Her tits point to the moon.’ She was beautiful – dark hair, green eyes, beautiful, beautiful. Tota makes all these jokes and he was so dirty, the way he talks, he says like, ‘You already have sex with two guys at the same time? I can do very good performance – me and Rafael, it’s the best.’

I say, ‘Shut up, man,’ and he says, ‘You like to have sex with Rafael in front of us?’, and she was like, ‘Come on.’ He says, ‘I’m just joking, I just want to test you. Because all the Italian girls play like the angel but they have the devil inside.’ She says, ‘I already have sex with two guys, it was very good,’ and he says, ‘You like girls?’ and she says, ‘Yes.’ Whoa . . . Tota was happy.

The Swedish girl was talking bullshit too, because they hunt together, because they have a prey – a beautiful duck. Then we go to a small club, was loud music, and Tota and the Swedish girl

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