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Well in my town Mrs. Rius is an institution. It is a matchmaker, matchmaker, trotaconventos. It is, put it plainly, the madam of a brothel.

I make a clarification of entry. I was wrong to write this. Not the former, if the latter. What manages Mrs. Rius is not a brothel, and explained at the end of this post. Now I continue to post as it was, but ultimately this is an explanation.

Purists twisted "Trotaconventos" and "madame" is not exactly the same, the matchmaker retail jobs while Madame is a wholesaler, but in the end both do the same, providing a loving relationship.

Sure, if you pay for fuck can be called "love relationship".

But, today we are purists, I would say that we all pay for fucking. If cinema, if dinner, if glass of wine, if hard, yes, yes, yes.

And besides that after the "if" may be "not" Oh, honey, I really like you, you're a great friend, we will not spoil.

For that, the end is easier, and above all cheaper, if you look fucking, paying only for that. It is a blow to our macho pride, but in the end, if you are looking for is good value for money, a lady of confidence provides quality at an affordable price, and certainly cheaper than a gift, dinner, disco, and apartment.

Because it is one face fool has organized an outlet in your town, has explained a story tartar his wife to spend the night away (charity, we have a convention in Honolulu, or have been summoned to an intensive techniques Sales this weekend, no phone). And then you're in a hotel in your own town, (that if, in another neighborhood that never go to a relative, another day will be a post with the golden rules for adulterers), at three o'clock, half hungover, and becoming a manuela because friend has decided he does not want to ruin a friendship so pretty.

But as always, distracted me ... in my case, the truth has always been more macho pride in the common sense, and I preferred to sleep alone to pay for fucking. I must say that overall I had a lover, sometimes loving heart, sometimes lovers bed, which need not exist. And when it existed, was a massage at the end of the street, faster, cheaper and comes with a skin hydrated.

So I've only been whores twice in my life. The first shortly after my son born before having my first lover, when I realized that the overnight there had been a coup at home and the king of the house and I was not, was the intruder rocked in the cradle next to the marriage bed, and another when I started to make some money in South Africa and wanted to give me the pleasure of sleeping with a woman flag, a woman he could not sleep dreaming own merits.

But I must make a clarification. Because I wrote the above before I met Mrs. Rius, and your business. I thought it was a brothel and in the movies, and is not that at all. Not a place where girls like in a Western Saloon, and when it reaches the client, the madame called "Girls to the hall."

No, Ms. Rius is a dating agency, the "escorts" as it is called now. With a difference, and she also puts the local (or rather, rooms) available to customers. That is, is not exactly escort agency, nor is it a brothel. It is a mix

link to the second chapter, a lesson in business practice

For the curious, and urged (many you arrive to this blog googling "Mrs. Rius phone"), here are, newly hatched, warm, my agenda:

934 301 946

934 396 393

I do not work for her, even charging commission, but it amused me comment, if you arrive to talk to her, where have you found your phone

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