Club Rotana

I am hanging out in the Club Rotana. This is a lounge for the Club Executive rooms. One of which I am currently occupying. What a great little place. The staff here are all really nice. Every morning I wake up and have breakfast with at least three beautiful women. What else could an unmarried traveling handsome stud like me ask for??
Adventures are always abound, and tomorrow will undoubtedly bring another. Keep coming back and checking.

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Kirby said…
So you were suppose to be back stateside on July 27, why are you sitting at Club Rotana?
10:17 AM
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