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From Clown To Sex Symbol In One Week
At 25, I met a girl at the UD, a Household Utilities event that took place at Anhembi, here in São Paulo. She was very nice and interesting and seemed to be pretty (I couldn’t see it properly because she was using clown makeup, her job would be to be the “Shadow” (to walk after people very closely, imitating them), so we exchanged numbers and agreed to see each other later.
Two days later, we went out for the first time and I was surprised: she was much more beautiful than I thought, she had curly blond hair and light eyes, tanned skin, a well-designed body. It reminded me a little this girl in the photo below, but her hair was not that long:
The night was not long, she lived far away and asked to come home early because the place where she lived was dangerous at night — nor did she let me pick her up, we met at a gas station where she left her car. Before leaving, however, we arranged the next meeting: we would travel to Maresias, a beautiful beach, where we would spend our first weekend together. On the agreed date, then, I picked her up at that gas station, put everything in the car and left for the north coast.
As you can tell, I still knew very little about that girl, only that she was beautiful and very nice. But I was afraid of one thing… I knew that many girls who worked in UD were call-girls, and I didn’t want to get…
