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NO SON PUTAS-------They are not whores...TOULOUSE LAUTREC ,MANET PICTURES

 They are not whores TOULOUSE LAUTREC ,MANET PICTURES





How to make a perfect fellatiio according to a known Madame

HOW TO MAKE A PERFECT FELLATIO ACCORDING TO A KNOWN MADAME.

  The Doctor had recently been elected director of a clinic in Montevideo. He was the first to see the patients. In this place, three stories high and in a neighborhood of wealthy people, several treatments were offered, among other things to rejuvenate.

  The clientele increased in number day by day and the Doctor had to call the owner who was Argentine and owned a similar establishment in his country.

   One day a very famous client appeared. Blonde, wrapped in a leather suit, speaking slowly and sweetly, accustomed to dealing with prominent politicians, famous artists and well-to-do people.

   Sisi was the owner of the most famous brothel in the city. The doctor had seen her before in television interviews and had her own radio show late at night. She faced calmly, without losing her composure, psychologists, sociologists, religious and vigilantes of the morals of others. Nobody took her out of their boxes. SHe defended prostitution as an inevitable profession - the oldest in the world, as they said.

  She argued that she did not like to see girls in the streets exercising her work under the surveillance of a "pimp", drugged and exploited. No, they had to work freely in their luxury brothel as God intended.

  The Doctor indicated an anal Ozone Therapy treatment which she underwent for 20 sessions to reaffirm her skin after the eighth surgery that had been done.

  Later in the re consultation praised the treatment. She said that now she slept well and that her skin was smoother than ever. And she showed the Argentine Doctor and the director, his pointy breasts and the absence of fat on his waist-she had already had several liposuctions-and invited them to her brothel.

  -Look that I have new girls, precious as virgins, who will give everything their own. And you're going to have a great time.

  Both Doctors remained silent for a moment. Seeing them hesitantly added:

  - Are you married men?

  -Yes- they both told her.

  - Then we have to wait for a while when the monotony of their women makes them long for a young woman's body. For now I do not insist.

    Years passed and the Doctor did not see her again. But her presence in the media always caused curiosity, even among the women who admired her for her good words, her culture, her charisma and her embalmed beauty.

   When the doctor moved to the fashionable spa a neighbor who knew Madame Sisi, told him how, from his position in a famous hotel where he worked, he watched Sisi give lectures to the rich women attending.

  With a big dildo in he painted hands she taught them how to make a true fellatio to their husbands. His lips and tongue slid down the artifact as if she were with a real male member. Attentive rich women, with a similar dildo each, followed their maneuvers carefully.

  Occasionally a waiter would come in with the snacks the women ordered-usually strawberry and chocolate ice cream, to moisten her lips. No shame or bourgeois prudishness. Those women attacked the dildo as if they were in full swing.

  - That is so that their husbands do not go to look for another one in the street. First whores in bed and then saints among the people.

  The Doctor's neighbor witnessed these lessons almost every night except Mondays.

  Then time passed and he did not know more about Madame Sisi. The last thing he heard was that she was selling the brothel but nobody was interested.

  Lately he saw her on TV. Her body could not resist plastic surgery anymore. Hier wrinkled skin and hesitant hips called for a retreat.

  The Doctor never forgot the words she said in the clinic:

  -If you lose your job with the economic crisis that is coming, call me at my house. I have relationships with former clients who now have positions in the Government and can help you.

                                                        Dr   Orlando Vicente Álvarez
cuban uruguayan,genius
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FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 2018

THE FIRST JINETERA IN GUANTANAMO

THE FIRST JINETERA IN GUANTÁNAMO

     It was a Sunday night. The young people had gathered in the central park, the only place where they could link a girl. All Clubs were closed. The Special Period intensified the shortcomings after the fall of the communist world of Europe and there was not even a beer to share.
  Suddenly a skinny black woman dressed unmistakably with luminous clothes only bought in Havana's shopping arose from among the people.
   The young woman went quietly with an effeminate boy accompanying her. I was in those moments in my car and I stopped because of curiosity.
   The whole crowd shouted:
   - Jinetera, Jinetera!
   And everyone verbally attacked the poor girl who did not flinch.
   Guajiros from the city of the interiorw We were. When in Havana they swarmed without shame hunting foreigners and it was normal.
   The girl walked down the street as if she were not with her, talking to the homosexual without any embarrassment.
  We were not yet used to seeing prostitution parading our streets. We were virgins of Capitalism. But Fidel Castro was commissioned in a speech to give them propaganda: - ARE HEALTHY, BEAUTIFUL AND EDUCATED.
   European and Canadian tourists pounced on Cuba looking for easy sex.
   When the thing became uncontrollable, the Defense Committee of the Revolution organized acts of repudiation in front of the houses of the poor jineteras, making them angry. But they could not stop the phenomenon, the jineterismo generalized. They were the only girls who had shampoo, jabon, cosmetics and foreign clothes.
   The authorities gave up. A doctor woman dreamed of being a jinetera and not have to take care of patients and so. it was with everything: pimps, penguins, rent rooms so that tourists could have sex with the jineteras and much more ...
   We must criticize the central committee of the PCC. You had to see them gathered in front of the commander-in-chief with their hands under the tables. It was not easier. They passed from hand to hand the wads of dollars that they took to the illicit business but encouraged by the highest figures of Castroism.
    And so the jineterismo became international and the main attraction for the Galicians.

DR ORLANDO VICENTE ALVAREZ
CUBANO URUGUAYO,GENIO
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MARCEL PROUST El estilo no es un embellecimiento en modo alguno, como creen algunas personas, ni siquiera es un problema de técnica, es –como el color en los pintores- una cualidad de la visión, una revelación del universo particular que ve cada uno de nosotros y que no ven los demás. El placer que nos procura un artista es el de darnos a conocer un universo más. - Marcel Proust

 

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El estilo no es un embellecimiento en modo alguno, como creen algunas personas, ni siquiera es un problema de técnica, es –como el color en los pintores- una cualidad de la visión, una revelación del universo particular que ve cada uno de nosotros y que no ven los demás. El placer que nos procura un artista es el de darnos a conocer un universo más.
- Marcel Proust
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