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ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE AND WAR

do a sexy dance. She pretends to give him a blow job. And he's like a Carioca dancer from Rio — all the Carioca guys they know how to Samba — and he does the moves.

He says, ‘You want a drink?’ And the Italian says, ‘Oh, I’m starting to get drunk.’ And I say, ‘Oh, drunk is no problem, I have some medicine.’ And then she was like, ‘What?’ ‘Oh, you wanna have some coke?’ She says, ‘Oh, I really need just a little bit. I can give you some money.’ ‘No, keep your money.’

Tota looks at me, winks, time to go . . . he says, ‘Let’s go to my home, I don’t bring coke here because I’m afraid of the cops, because Bali’s very dangerous, but we can go, take a couple of lines and then come back.’ But bullshit, he just wants to take the girl.

– Rafael

Once back at Tota’s rooms – with French champagne, copious coke and Carioca dancing – his harem of girls stripped to their G-strings, saying, ‘Oh, I’m too hot.’ Tota ripped his shirt off, telling Rafael, ‘Take your shirt off, man, show her your muscles.’ He replied, ‘Leave me be’, but soon Tota’s dirty dancing and talking, generous lines of coke, and his naked harem, worked like magic. The new girl was looking at Rafael with hungry eyes and the room erupted into a heaving orgy, with Tota directing and Rafael taking time out sometimes to just watch the girls together. This was a typical night out with Tota.

Rafael realised it was the cocaine that was mostly responsible for these girls participating in the kinky sex scenes; their behaviour was largely a product of being on holiday in Bali and they were not like that at home.

Sometimes I get their number, and when I’m in Holland or somewhere for business, I meet them and they are totally different. They

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