Last week I ran a post discussing how I was meeting Colombian girls, including a pretty special one.
While I was pretty content to just get the bang and flag out of the way on the first night (I met her on this site), little did I know I’d end up getting the whole slightly-crazy-but-fun Latin American girlfriend experience.
While no doubt my foreign status made me incredibly high value in her eyes, there is little doubt in my mind that an average man can find a sexy and pleasant girlfriend out of all the Colombian girls, provided he has some sort of game and is willing to put in the work.
With that being said, here are ten notes I took about having a Colombian girlfriend for a week.
On my last night with Marianna, I made a joke about having sex fifteen times throughout the night. The look on her face was priceless–pure excitement.
Of course I fell asleep after one round.
I have noticed that here in Los Angeles, I’ve gravitated towards the 23-26 year old range (I’m 24) with the current girls in my harem. I think the combination of under-21s not being able to drink, and most girls from 18-22 being in school and so “busy” with their lives–it just turns me off of them.
On top of that, I simply don’t think your average 20 year old American girl is likely nowhere near as mature as most 20-year-old Colombian girls. I can only stand so much talk about celebrity gossip and how “hard” college is.
I just really prefer girls who don’t speak English, it seems 😉
Back on topic: Marianna was 21, but there is something in the water in Colombia that seems to make almost all of these girls very high energy. Might be something to do with the sun and Barranquilla being so close to the equator.
I usually end up teaching most of my American girls a few recipes. Rarely can they cook at a level equal or better to myself.
On our last morning in the beach town of Santa Marta, Marianna went to the store with us. We came back and she proceeded to whip up breakfast burritos with an assortment of goodies in them, and even crushed up chocolate candy bars to make homemade chocolate milk.
At one point, I walked into the kitchen to ask if I could help and was promptly shooed away. There’s no doubt in my mind that if ingredients were supplied at every meal, every meal would be taken care of.
I was told pretty sternly after the second night together, “Do not go out to be with other women.”
Of course it didn’t stop me.
But to an extent, it’s well-known throughout the world that Colombian girls can be a little coo coo for cocoa puffs. The good news is that it’s way easier to handle a girl that’s obsessed with you with proper harem management techniques. Far easier than trying to generate attraction.
And as long as you play your cards right, you’ll have a loyal, home-cooking, sex-needing submissive kitten.
The combination of having a shitty job in a country that pays squat, and a habit of buying clothes so they can impress men results in these girls having nothing left over.
Expect to pay for just about everything.
I’m a realist. Marianna “loves” me because my value is sky-high compared to her. She’s trying to weasel her way to visit me in Los Angeles–and I’m okay with that.
I’m well aware she got a great deal out of our little week-long fling. She got to have some awesome experiences and might even get to visit LA at some point.
Sex is always a transaction, to an extent.
What makes me chuckle is that it easily could have been any of the other girls who flaked on me with the above opportunities, had I taken a liking to them.
I have to mention what happened one night.
I’d already banged Marianna twice. The first night I arrived (Monday), and then Wednesday night when she brought a friend, who my friend banged.
On Thursday night there was a miscommunication – she said she wanted to come over, I relented, but then she said she was bringing that friend and another friend (who turned out to be her friend’s sister, a Nicki Manaj lookalike without as big of an ass.
And they were all dressed up. Ready to go out.
Another friend already was with a girl, so we were left with 2 of us and 3 of them. We relented and traveled to a ghetto part of town, bought a bottle (roughly $45), and had a good night. At the end of the night, we got out, expecting them to follow us up. We had said we’d pay for the sister to get home. Considering we had both already banged our girls, we obviously expected them to come up and get banged out.
But no, they had to get up early.
They used us to fund their night out and that was it. Marianna could see how disgusted I was and tried to save face the best she could, but I eventually pushed her away and walked inside. She apologized profusely the next day, stating that she just wanted to spend time with me. Of course, this didn’t alleviate my blue balls that were built up from her grinding her fantastic Colombian ass on me all night.
Ultimately I decided to let it go and not let it put a damper on my trip…because…
PS: Here are some of the best cities for nightlife in Latin America.
Marianna knew after the leaving me with blue balls that it wasn’t acceptable to not put out whenever I wanted. I have no doubt that the look on my face when she left – as well as being a bit cold in the texts afterwards – that she got the message. No sex from her, no nothing from me.
She banged my brains out the rest of the time we spent together.
Just not in America, usually.
I try to stay positive. Los Angeles is a tough city. Most of my girls here end up being feminine and submissive, but the amount of work it takes to find them, seduce them, and then fall into that role is extraordinary. It’s not worth the effort in a lot of cases.
In Colombia I’d reckon almost every girl will happily fall into this balance with you.
Another reason to never bring a foreign girl back to America. They’ll miss their family terribly. It’s important to them. Marianna was practically in tears when telling me she won’t be with her family throughout all of December – though she’ll still visit them at Christmas. But she wants to spend the whole month with them.
Contrast that to me who will go home for all of four days for this entire calendar year.
Marianna got her passport. She’ll apply for the visa now. If she gets it, she’ll visit me for a week to ten days.
And by the end of it, I’m fascinated to see if she’s hooked on our crap food, overpriced way of life, and general American life.
If and when this happens, you can expect a hell of a lot of content on it.
PS: If you want to meet cool Colombian girls like Marianna, start with this website.