Description: This week why not let I, Jim Slip, bring the fun laughter of Brazil into your living room with the lovely Monica! Youll be digging out your maracas, dusting them off shaking them as you dance all over the house screaming Arriba! Arriba! when you see Monica strut her stuff! She arrived wearing wet look trousers which always get me going then she told me her story of how she came to be here what she does for a living. She then sat astride my leg and rubbed her crotch against my knee, which Im told is an old Brazilian greeting, which I thought was rather charming look forward to

Description: As members will have seen, Monica passed her audition with flying colours. However I was still intrigued as to what her day job was. I demanded an answer! I shall dress in the clothes of my work, then you can guess what my employment might be! Well, this left me even more puzzled than before. Did she perhaps work at Porton Down Bio-warfare complex as a virologist? Would she re-appear in a Hazmat suit with oxygen tanks on her back? Or perhaps was she working as a supervisor in a cheese making factory shed return in a white coat white hat? No, it was neither of these. Monica strode