When I went to Venezuela over New Years on holiday a number of years ago, it was part planned and part coincidence. All my mates went to Thailand for the longer trips and would tell me how great the place was.
To me, there was something about all the prostitution which was more frequently informed about than with other countries that kept me from taggin’ along, especially the notion of walking past a bar, seeing an old fat westerner with a 15-year old in his lap kept me away.
Of course, it wasn’t like every street corner was a whorehouse and all you’d see were children offering themselves; I knew that even then. I’ve been to Thailand since, three times, it’s brilliant! I’d wanted to travel the opposite direction anyway, Venezuela for many reasons, one, the women. It’s no coincidence they’re constantly among the top three in Miss Universe.
Sitting in a bar at downtown Caracas was like watching a tennis game. Head would be going from one Miss Universe contender to the next. There are loads of other things to see in Venezuela. Los Rogues islands, Orinoco, Angels Falls, but I won’t go into it here.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, through work I happened to be invited by a woman in Caracas. Now, she had told me her story and sent some pictures, but like any normal person you have your doubts. On the photos she looked like a true model. Her father was supposedly some very rich guy who owned a big company, Her mother a professor (got a book from her as a gift). The girl had been off to Florida where she had started a company (some Latin fast food type of thing that got very successful and moved towards franchise)..........................
…….She lived in the hills in Caracas with her mother in a huge house. There was no debating, neither with her or her mother regarding me staying at a hotel. I was to be their guest in this house surrounded by jet-setting retired politicians, businessmen and celebrities (I didn’t know who they were but probably a baseball player or two, Sosa one of them maybe).
The first night when I arrived, jet-lagged, I fell asleep pretty soon. I woke up in the middle of the night due to some commotion downstairs, but was too tired to bother and went back to sleep in an instants of a second. It turned out her aunt’s boyfriend had some cocaine problems and he’d overdosed. Out of desperation they’d taken him there until they got an ambulance. They were quite embarrassed about it but they understood eventually that I wasn’t bothered by it.
A week or so went by and we had a great time. Doing tours of the city, going to Bolivar's villa, down the beach, Los Rogues (never made it to Angel Falls because it was dry season), had the greatest News Years party. It felt like being in the midst of the bombing of a city when they started to shoot the rockets off all over Caracas. We took care of her huge Marijuana plants, which she kept in the back yard and I found it strange that it seemed like no problem to her mother. Her mother was quite strange overall actually. She was retired (divorced, her husband didn’t live there but took care of all the bills) and she would sit locked up in her room most of the time, only venturing out after midnight, like a nocturnal species of the Americas. It freaked me out a bit, and made me even more uncomfortable, that I hadn’t checked into a hotel.
When I got over there I realized pretty soon that this girl wanted something way much more than a fun meeting. Soon she started checking for possibility to join me back to Sweden, us moving to a Caribbean island and living the life, or me staying with them.
In the end it made me feel like a prick, even though I’d never insinuated I was after anything but to meet for a couple of weeks as friends. Soon, the sobbing started… and the comforting. One night when I lay spread as a stranded Orca on their huge balcony which ran along the southern wall, I was thinking about what to do next as to not make matters worse. Lying there with a cold Presidente with eyes towards the dark sky, I got amazed by the stars and my mind wandered.
The stars seem much clearer and closer than back home so I started to think about how small we really are, how enormous the universe is. She came out right at that thought and asked me what I was thinking off. I told her and she said: “It’s funny you should mention that, there’s one thing I’ve been meaning to tell you but I didn’t know how. I’m actually from out there, I was left here by a spaceship”.
I don’t recall details of any of the words that followed. I just remember giving it all my best to try and spot if she was messing with me. She was dead serious. I’ve never been scared of women, in a sense that I’d fear one knock me down, but I tell you. That night, I didn’t sleep well. All I had in my head was Norman Bates doing the impersonation of his mother. Next day, she brought it up again and I started to figure out mentally how I should pack my bags in the fastest possible way once I got started. The rest of my time there is just a blur.
gillyloves69OPlondon, Greater London, England UK10,261 posts
hi everybody ! lots to talk about there !
this is what happened whennu tried posting this on a carribean dating website this week to help get the forums going a bit more
gillyloves69 Member
Registered: 2008-04-25 Posts: 128 E-mail Re: has anybody ever had sex with a zombie ? gemm wrote:
See what i mean. There you go again ! take a break gilly
gilly's answer
yeah maybe you're right ! maybe i'm trying to talk too deep to the wrong people , from the wrong part of the world !..sorry about that !..it normally leads to some very interesting conversations to do with other things with people from other parts of the world ...and we always soon quickly forget what the original conversation was suppose to be about !..thanks for reminding me who i am ...and who i was trying to talk to ...i'll cancell my profile .sorry to bother you all . you all take care of yourselves !love from from gilly !. Online Report | Delete | Edit | Quote #7 Yesterday 18:02:34 geebeejay210 New member
Registered: 2008-04-25 Posts: 128 E-mail Re: has anybody ever had sex with a zombie ? geebeejay210 wrote:
dammmmmm...youre crazy man.....(WHAT WRONG WITH YOU) ever thought of seeing someone about your sick mind???????????????
gilly's answer
yes ! my co screenplaywriter, my producer, my director of photography . my assistant director !. my 2nd assistant director , my first assistant, my camera person, my sound supervisor , key grips, production manager,location scout ,special effects team, the guy that directed the michael jackson ' THRILLER VIDEO ' my rap star, my actors and actresses, my art director, my editor, my conitiniuty person. my composer., my distributer ..but it does'nt matter anymore !.....because i'm going back to forums on other websites where i belong !
you all take care of yourselves !..love from gilly Online
gillyloves69OPlondon, Greater London, England UK10,261 posts
sxc666: brick short of a wall.
thats what they say about everybody that comes up with ideas for pop video's...until after its been all achieved...by people that " you're crazy ...we need people like you...so you're guy thats going to make these videos for us "
gilly I love your questions. Sex with a zombie. Will have to think on that and get back to you. lol. Just really wanted to say hello to you. Was going to make up a story but too dang tired.lol.
I only date woman. Not zombies, but they were a good band. TIME OF THE SEASON
Released: November 1968 Charts: No. 3
It's the time of the season When love runs high In this time, give it to me easy And let me try With pleasured hands To take you in the sun to Promised lands To show you every one It's the time of the season for loving...
What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time To show you what you need to live? Tell it to me slowly Tell you what I really want to know It's the time of the season for loving...
What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time To show you what you need to live? Tell it to me slowly Tell you what I really want to know It's the time of the season for loving...
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