Double double - Part one.

One day I woke up in Vancouver after moving from Nice, Côte d'Azur. First off, I hated Vancouver. It's very overrated in my own option. The people in B.C are nice just like most Canadians generally are, but the people in the west think they something special just because you can see nature & mountains from any direction. Raving on how much better the west is compared to Toronto.The sky was mostly grey and rained a lot. Most expensive city in Canada.The nightlife can be a hustle in Gastown or on Main St as you need two pieces of identification to get into bars and clubs following a mug shot before entring. What a joke ! Too many homeless people stalk you all year round, which is hard to believe since Canada offers support and free healthcare. And too many Australians. I did not leave Australia to hang out with 8 000 other Australians in another country, I believe whole point of traveling is to be in uncomfort zone and explore life outside your own culture and people. (Most of the Aussies worked in the ski resorts in B.C) One good thing I will say about Vancouver, it was easy to get laid.

After a break up of a long relationship and I headed back to Canada but only this time I decided to go to somewhere I have never lived before. Once I had settled in Vancouver and didn't tensionally go out and get back in the dating game again. I won't lie the fact I wanted to sleep with different women when the opportunity araised and see what's out on the menu after 5 years with the same dish.

One night I was bar hopping along Granville St. Along with a good friend from the Netherlands, "Deshi" and 3 other Australians from Sydney. I didn't care much for them, they were young and staying at the same hostel as Deshi. We hit 3 bars by 12am, hang out in packs. At the 4th spot, we hit a club. It must have been after my 12th beer and third shot, that I had already consumed by time we hit the club. But I still wanted to keep on drinking. Once we made it inside, me and Deshi got to the bar ordering any form of liquid poison and engaged two girls beside us to join for some shots. They accepted it with excitement. From what I can remember about the two girls, One was hotter than the other with a nice body and face. Her friend was shorter than "Hottie" with bigger breast, also had a nice figure with a strong lisp and both of them were actually really nice girls who were able to have a decent conversation with. Deshi is an computer genius, he is good with the ladies too. He was able to talk about his IT boring nonsense crap and the girls were not stupid and knew what he was tripping on. They were dressed in tight slutly outfits and clearly says "I am hot and fuck me please" image. They were from Victoria, and in town for the weekend.

This went well for a while, until I see Deshi, who starts to loose his balance, he had to sit down. I checked up on him while the girls were talking to another group of guys. Deshi wants to call it quits and go back to his hostel as he is too drunk to function but he insisted that I stay, which I did up staying.

I get back to "Lispy" and start to put in some work. We chatted in one of the rooms in the club and siting on the sofa.

Lispy - "I've always wanted to go to Sydney"

Me - "Yeah it's alright, but we are kinda already in Australia, so many Aussies here"

Lispy - "I know right ! Mind if I ask what's that thing on your ear ? "

Me - "It's a hearing aid, I am about 70% deaf in both ears. It helps me out a lot to hear better, but I communicate to people by reading their lips"

Lispy - "Really ! Thats impressive ! Even though I have a big lisp, you can read my lips and know what I am saying"

Me - "Well yeah, no troubles"

She blushed and we maded out for a good 10 mins. I suggested we'd leave the club and go somewhere more private. She kinda hesitated and didn't want to leave her friend. I struggle for a bit to encourage her to leave, and I knew she wanted to sleep with me. The two girls have their private girly talk for about 15mins and then we head out of the club.

Outside back on Granville St, heading towards the hotel where were girls are staying, Me and Lispy do the remake of the 1952 "Singing in the Rain" musical dance on the street. Hottie with guy some who she had met after Deshi failed, and his liver gave up on him. The guy that Hottie was with, was athletically fit, he looked like one of those popular American football quarter backs from college. Bigger than all of us combine, no one who'd you want mess with. We briefly introduce ourselves to each other and left it there.

Once we arrived at the hotel, up to the room on the 12th level. Very ordinary hotel for downtown Vancouver, once you walk into the room, on the left, you see two double mattress beds with a nightstand in between the beds, big window directly opposite the front door and you can observe the view looking over the east side of the city. Then, on the right end wall is the door entering the bathroom.

At first, I was thinking in my head, how this was gonna play out ? I had never been in a room where multi-able people including myself fucking in one room, and do we exchange girls halfway ? I wouldn't mind penetrating Hottie with my little Joey that's waiting to pop out hard from my pants. We all acting a little awkward at first. Clearly two couple in one room and drunk 'n' horny. Lispy wants to share a cigarette with me by the window, while the other two were on one bed, talking, giggling and touching each other.

I finally get into the bed with Lispy and we start making out with our clothes on, in front of the the other two. We get under the sheets, and the other two walked off into the bathroom. I start fucking my 22yr old Canadian friend, and it was going well. Lispy kept covering the thick bed sheets over our bodies and heads. As the heat was building up inside, under the sheets, I was losing breath and needed to breathe desperately. She was afraid the her friend would walk out, but they were in the bathroom fucking too. I managed to break free and able to suck in some oxygen and she looked like she needed air and some water. Back into sex, I had her on the chair and we switched it up after a good 20 mins. After we both hit our climax and just sitting on the bed naked next to the half opened window, smoking another cigarette. We hear this 'thump' sound.

"You jerk ! That fucking hurt" Hottie yells out.

Lispy has a worried look on her face and runs to the bathroom door, and asked Hottie if everything was ok. Hottie is still pissed & yelling. Next thing you know, "The quarter back" comes out naked and yells back at her and blaming something that I couldn't make out at the time as all was happening too fast for my drunkin mind. He quickly got dressed while the two girls were in the bathroom and then he heads out. I am speechless, sitting on the bed naked. Confused and wanting to have sex again with Lispy, but don't see any chance of that happening. When the two naked girls come out, one side of Hottie's forehead, was swollen. I gasped and just asked if she was ok. I am still not entirely sure what happen, but from what I was able to understand was, Hottie was riding Quarterback, everything was going well, until he was giving it to her from behind in doggy-style standing position, I imagine, and he started to slip on the marble floor as there were wet patches of water on the ground, he was slipping (as he said he was) and went to put his hand on the wall to give him some leverage but slipped very fast and his hand landed on the back of Hotties head and slammed it against the marble wall. Since he was double the size of her and had steroid biceps, it must have really really fucking hurt.

I wanted to laugh out so hard, but I knew it would make things worst and I wanted to offer Hottie to see if she let me finish off what the other guy couldn't, but that would make them kill me and throw off the 12th level. Surprisingly, I stayed the night and didn't get any more rounds with Lispy nor with Hottie.

The next day, one side of Hotties face was fatter than the other side, no black eye or bruising. She was not too happy and moody. She was trying to put more hair on the damaged side of her face to cover it up. I'd had asked the girls to go out for breakfast and be a gentleman offering that I would pay. They kindly declined the offer as they had to check out in two hours and go back to Vancouver Island, so I wished them a good life and left feeling good about myself, and still hating Vancouver. I went to my favourite coffee shop, Tim Hortons and ordered my regular "Double double" coffee.

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