On Vacation In Ibiza

Sven and Michael are walking through the streets of Barcelona.

Sven suddenly lowers his head then runs a hand over his blond and smooth forelock.

“Damn Mic, we did well to decide to come and spend our free time here in Ibiza instead of those cold and desolate mountains. Look at how many shops and dresses. If it were up to me, I would buy everything. "

"I saw that on the beach of Barcelloneta there are many people who train outdoors. There are also tons of bodybuilding tools. How wonderful ... "he continues saying ..." And what girls! Beautiful! Never seen so many beautiful girls in my life ... ”Michael replies.

“Yeah, that's right, you're right Michael. He who knows what those in the Mountains will be doing at this hour. " Sven continues. "I am already asking myself". Confirm Michael.

"Mic what do you think if we go for a drink in some bar?" Sven touches him with his elbow on his shoulder.

“Okay I'm there. We are looking for a place full of girls! " He goes on to say enthusiastically.

As Michael and Sven walk the streets, a middle-aged man dressed as a pirate with a long black mustache and a hat on his head, with baggy and colorful clothes, approaches them all of a sudden. When he is half a meter away, the histrionic man exclaims something in Spanish to the two boys.

"Hola Chicos!"

Initially Michael and Sven continue on their march pretending not to have heard him.

"Hey Guys!"

He insists the boy on the street, and then stops in front of them.

"Just a moment!" He exclaims in English.

"Are you American, Dutch, British?"

He asks.

"Right." Confirm Sven

"I'm from Holland"

“Are you Dutch? Wow! The land of flowers! Van Gogh's home country! My name is Hernando ... And you chicos, where are you from? "

"London" replies Michael, touching his bare head with a finger.

"Oh, you are English, here is full of English ... I have the right place for you guys. Don't you know what to do tonight? Good! I'll solve this problem for you "

"In truth, in this city there seems to be a lot to do ..." Michael immediately replies with a sarcastic tone.

"Of course. Of course. Of course." Hernando gasps.

As he walks alongside the two, all of a sudden the guy pulls a tablet out of his shoulder bag, then starts showing a video.

"Just take a look here please ..."

Michael and Sven like two fireflies are captured by something interesting that is in the video projected on Hernando's tablet.

In the video there are beautiful Latin American and semi-naked girls dancing pole dance.

Sven puts a hand on his side. Michael supports himself with his weight almost only on one leg, while they watch the Video they are stunned.

“Do you see these babes? They can be yours. In a moment! " Says Hernando confidently.

Sven and Michael start walking again.

"Naah." Sven says. "Who do you want to fool?" He asks. "They will surely be Escorts." He makes a quick gesture with his hand as if he wants to dismiss that annoying idea.

"No. In the most absolute way ". Denies Hernando

“Let me explain. I am originally from South America, but I have been living here in Spain for several years. I am a businessman and what I have shown you is my Pub. Let me invite you. "

"Come on ..." Sven exclaims.

"Is that club yours?" Michael asks.

"Of course." Hernando continues, "and if you come with me I will offer you a drink ... because I like you."

"A question." Michael asks, “why are you here on the street advertising yourself and not in your club. It seems a bit strange ... You know ... sometimes you don't know ... We are not from here. You understand?"

"Of course. I see." Hernando continues. The fact is that sometimes you have to do it all by yourself. " He shows the palms of his hands to the two. “Where I come from I am used to it. Until midnight I do public relations, from one to three, I help the bartender and I'm at the cashier and after ... "the short, stocky man continues while looking at Sven with his head up.

"And then?" Sven asks curiously.

"And after I enjoy it!" he laughs with a thunderous sound.

"Are you here on vacation?" Hernando asks again.

"Of course. We work as Stewards on a ship. On a yacht to be precise. At the moment we are on break, and we therefore enjoy some well-deserved rest. We want to have fun ... "

Hernando nods. "On a ship ... I understand," he says, running his hand under his chin and then stroking the tips of his mustache with his fingers.

"So you haven't been with girls in a long time ..." he continues.

Michael and Sven then look at each other. They turn to Michael quickly and smile.

"To be honest…"

"To be honest for several months."

"You are lucky." Laughs Hernando. “Ah! Ah! Ah! "

"You'll thank me after tonight."

“Why?” Michael asks.

"Because I will introduce you to the most beautiful girls on the planet!"

“They are friends of mine who work in my club. Brazilian, Cuban. The most experienced Bar Lady girls in Barcelona and the whole world! "

“Ebony leather. Crazy physique!Hernando then shows some photos with the tablet that he had placed under his arm and scrolling with his finger shows some sexy photos of beautiful girls dressed in Burlesque style. “Fine huh? Goes on. Plus I have the best beer in town! And the first round, I'll offer it to you! "

At that point Hernando hands the two boys a note where it says:

"Free Consumption"

One gives it to Michael and the other gives it to Sven.

"Instead, the address is written here." He takes the cards from the hands of Sven and Michael again for a moment with a quick gesture and turns them upside down and puts them back in their hands. Then he points to something with his index finger.

Michael and Sven watch.

In front of the note is written:

"FROM THE DOMINICAN PUB."

Behind:

"CARRETERA LA SALINAS 5."