Real Cuban Love
In 1994 I went to Cuba to work. My boss sent me from Santiago to Santa Clara, with only a map, and few Spanish words. I drove to the centre of the Island, where I met
my Cuban wife. She worked as an entertainer at the hotel where I used to stay. She introduced me to one of her friends.
Afraid to lose her job if she had anything to do with me. (That is a rule for all hotels workers). But the love was real and grew stronger. We married in 1995, moved back to my country in 1998 after finishing my contract in Cuba. We have 3 beautiful girls, plus two more from her previous marriage. She has her own company here. She is a great mother, wife, and a very hard worker, and of course she's very romantic and beautiful.
NOT ALL THE CUBANS ARE JINETERAS.