Call home to inform them I am a liar. the country is white. It snowed over night. The meeting goes well. We have a Hungarian break out session on one of the sofas around the place. Hooker 1 comes in and goes to the lifts. 5 Minutes later, Hooker 2. Then a third. after 15 minutes, Hooker 1 comes back down, then Hooker 2. I did not see Hooker 3 return. Went out that night for some food. "I know a great restaurant in the old town" off we go. we arrive at the wrong place but stay. The waitress is stunning. About 6.5 feet tall and black shiny hair down to her waist. We stay! The food was great so was the Vodka. Lots of Vodka.
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