San Jose General Reports

[JuiceGuy]

Please help. I am arriving this Thursday in SJO and can not reach the driver that I have used in the past or several of the others listed on the site (yes I have searched through old posts).

Please send me contact information for any good drivers you know in SJO.

English speaking is preferable.

THANKS!

[Lion Killer]

Its been about 5 years since I have been to San Jose and I am so looking forward to the trip. I am bringing a buddy with me, he has never been there (28 years old), he will break his CR cherry

Staying at the Del Rey, don't want him wandering around to much. Will be at the Key Largo also

Heading there tomorrow, Thanksgiving Day, just staying for the weekend, need to get the hell out of USA sex prison

Will be at the bar mostly, stop bye and say hi if your a board memeber


LK

[Iguana Six]

I know this is waaay off-topic, but I need some help fast. I am shipping out for overseas in a couple of days, and am facing a loooong dry spell in the middle east. I need any advice for a last session before I leave in Columbus, GA, just outside of Fort Benning. I tried a similar post in the USA Guide, but I didn't get a response.

[Stevewxly]

Hey,

Here is a hardy recommendation for eats on Thanksgiving .......



I just had to mention the great Thanksgiving day dinner I enjoyed last year at the Sportsman's Lodge in San Jose.

The meal was nearly identical to what we would enjoy here in the States for Turkey Day....plenty of fresh carved turkey, potatoes and gravy, dressing, salad, desert and a drink.....and I believe it was around $ 10.00 per person.

And to my great surprize after cleaning up my plate, Bill the owner, came around and asked if anyone wanted seconds ( gratis of course)....so I got a second plate and ate all of it too.

I have never stayed at the Sportsmans Lodge...but lots of friends have and I have vistied them there. It seems like a great place to be.....to my way of thinking.....it's 'heads and shoulders above' the Del Rey Hotel.

I have enjoyed myself everytime I've gone over there.....for eats or for just a quick look-see & a Coca Cola at the bar.

If you are looking for a good There are a couple of big screen TV's also so you can watch US football too while eating.

Steve

[JuiceGuy]

I've paid as little as $60 and no more than $80. Typically, in my most recent travels, only the Columbians quote you cien. Most will come down off that though depending on the time of day and number of gringos. If they don't, it's a polite adios, chica. It's supply and demand bassackwards; they demand and you supply, lol.

Gracias! Thanks!

[Superman06]

Thanks for your daily reports! I'll be there in less than two weeks and you shared some great info. I hope you will also take some time to share some photos of your adventures. Thanks again!

[Nixonbd]

I am making my annual pilgrimage to CR in early December. Last year the going rate at the Delrey was a cien for a top chica. Have the rates gone down as the US economy has crashed?

I've paid as little as $60 and no more than $80. Typically, in my most recent travels, only the Columbians quote you cien. Most will come down off that though depending on the time of day and number of gringos. If they don't, it's a polite adios, chica. It's supply and demand bassackwards; they demand and you supply, lol.

[JuiceGuy]

I am making my annual pilgrimage to CR in early December. Last year the going rate at the Delrey was a cien for a top chica. Have the rates gone down as the US economy has crashed?

[Iguana Six]

Sunday. Woke up in the HLH. The room was windowless, the walls are thick, and the cleaning crew knows better than to make a racket before 9am, so I had a great sleep. Did some pre-packing, got my voucher from the front desk, and went to the Clarion for breakfast.

As I had my breakfast on the raised side-walk table, I noted the cabbies taking the last of the drunken Tico party people home, the quiet streets, and the "invisible women". They were western tourists having breakfast a few tables from me, early 30's, bleached hair, freckled, dressed way too casually. I called them invisible because after a week SJO, they made as slight a ripple on my sexual radar as a stealth bomber going over Bulgaria's air defense network. I would not have noticed them if I had anything else to occupy my attention while munching on an English muffin that day. I noticed the "recalibration" of my "hottie meter" with 48 days of arriving in SJO: the girls at the Sportsmens Lodge stopped registering after a very short time. While I could easily make a fool of myself over a couple of them back home, in SJO, they were part of the background noise.

I got back to the HLH. With my flight's departure time, I had enough time for a session, before checking out and leaving for the airport. I had asked Tamara to come right to me at start of the day, 10am, if not 930am. After a while, I heard the distinctive sound of high heels walking on the tile floors of the hallway. I heard the distinctive cackle of one of the "sisters". It turned out to be Laurena (Laura), Pamela's supposed half-sister (plausible to me, they look so much alike, they could be cousins). It was around 930am, so I wondered if she would do a 3-way with Tamara, or be the Plan B if Tamara did not show up. But the guy at the front desk told me she had a date with another hotel guest. In the end, she only spent a few minutes in his room trying to copy a disk, so she was back at the front desk. I was considering it, when Tamara showed up, not at 930am, but earlier than her regular 10am reporting time. She seemed glad to see me, her eyes twinkling, full of the great feelings we had built up the day before.

Before Tamara and I started our session, Laurena offered to have her boyfriend/husband drive me and the other guest to the airport. See, she hasn't been dumb with her money. She has been buying apartments and renting them out, and buying a car and letting her man drive it as a gypsy cab. Pretty smart.

The session with Tamara was very oral and very sweet. I asked her to get me off like she did the night before, a long, passionate BBBJTC-CIM, with her distinctive hand lotion lubricant, and her two handed spiral technique. Incredible. I repaid her the favor with a DATY that ended with another gushing. With her three G-spot orgasms, she also dubbed me "tres leches", after the dessert.

When we got done, Laura and eventually Tamara's friend (with the three different names) invited themselves into my room. Laura's cabby boyfriend/husband had arrived early and she wanted to help me pack. I distributed the last of the chica gratiuties and gave Tamara her $50 tip, which she had richly deserved after our five hours of sessioning. Laurena begged me not to tell her hubby/boyfriend that she is providing at the HLF - that he thinks she is a bartender - and if I would keep her secret, she would give me a "favor" the next time I came back. Hmmm. I had hoped she would give my crank a quick peck goodbye kiss in the bathroom of my hotel room, but I didn't get a chance to ask her.

Traffic was non-existant, and we zipped to the airport. The Chinese president was coming in that afternoon, and the route to the airport was heavily patrolled. I zipped through the exit tax booth, got my ticket, and got past their TSA, a full hour and 45 minutes before my plane left, so I had plenty of time to contemplate how expensive (even by US standards) food is in the airport. Next time, I will make sure to stop by Pollo Campero before going to the airport.

The flight was exactly 8 minutes shy of the 4 hour duration that will require a meal, so it was peanuts and tomato juice until I got to Atlanta and the USO in the T-terminal.

So what did I learn on this trip? Bring more of my favorite condoms. Bring a bigger budget. I had planned a pop a day, but once I got there, I upgraded to two pops a day, three on some days.

Don't get "captured": I had casually mentioned to Angelica, the Ashlee Simpson look-a-like, that we had hit it off so well after our second session, that I wish that I could TLN for several nights. She came up with a low enough price that we did TLN for two and a half days. The novelty wore off around the time I lost count of our sessions, and before I knew it, most of my 9 days were over. Next time, I will space it out, so that I can maintain variety and not tire of the same provider so quickly. When I was good for 5 pops in one night, it would have been a bargain, but when I am only good for 2 a night, or 3 in one day, not so good.

Next time, I will stay at the HLH at the start of the trip. If the superstars are there, staying there is good, and it cuts the price of the sessions from $55 to $25. But be prepared to tip. PSE's will cost you.

The Castillo is a good alternative to the SL. Cheaper, quieter, and still within a two block walking distance.

When you see something you like, go for it, especially at the HDR. You can go and get digits for a later date, but sometimes the gal just doesn't have a cell phone.

[ChiliMike]

Ig 6 it was great meeting you and reading all your posts. I made a trip report on the CRT (I am not sure of your screen name there or if you have one) to the members here who have made comments about your posts.

Let me say this guy is very cool and when I was running into him during the week either at the zona or sportmens he was always cool and would share his lastest find or what was the lastest on the girls. I have searched for his other posts in the hope that he has been where I am going as I know he will have some very detailed and important info on the area and the girls. Please keep posting and hope to meet with you again.

Chilimike

[Iguana Six]

Saturday, last full day. My night at the ZB hotel room was very conducive to sleep, and when I awoke, I got a voucher from the front desk and had a great breakfast at the Clarion hotel down the block. Good breakfast: whole wheat toast, scrambled eggs, small tasty cinnamin buns, fruit and juice.

I was disappointed that neither Karin nor Tamara showed up the day before. When I checked at the front desk, they told me that Karin wasn't coming today, nor for a couple more days, as her Aunt Flo was in town. But they did promise to send Tamara to my room. I wanted to be her first encounter of the day, in order to avoid the exhaustion problems of the earlier week.

Eventually, she showed up, at about 11 or so. I was using their computer to send in my Friday trip report and I saw when she walked in. I asked the front desk to give me 15 minutes to shower and shave, and then send her in. When she knocked on the door, she was surprised to see me. She had spotted me in profile when she walked past the office, but did not remember me from last Saturday's three way with Karin. When she walked in, she was a bit aprehensive. She hadn't come in the day before because she was a bit tender down there and she was worried I'd give her a good tuppin'.

I reassured her that we could try it and if she felt the slightest pain we would stop intercourse and go back to oral. She relaxed considerably and we started our session. For me, Tamara and Karin have a different kind of sexiness than Pamela and Laurena. And Tamara by herself is a little different than Tamara and Karin together. That morning, I pretended Tamara was an Italian stewardess as we had a long session of foreplay. Her skin was so smooth, that aside from her tendency to bruise easily - her many minor scratches and mosquito bites stayed with her - it was a pleasure to stroke.

We tried intercourse, but she grimaced as she tried to cowgirl me, and I got the hint, and stripped off the condom. She got me off with mouth and hands, and kneeled on the bed so I could CIM. When I cleaned her up, I asked her to lay back and let me return the favor, except I had no idea how much I was going to return the favor.

She lay back, propped her head on a pillow, and as I started kissing her down there, she looked beautiful in the mirror. She is so proportional in all her measurements, and her beautiful meditteranean features are esquisite for expressing pleasure. At first, she played with her breasts while I concentrated on painted squares, x's, and o's on her clit with my tongue.

But after a few minutes she used one hand to spread her labia for easier access to her clit, and the other to push my head down tighter. So tight, I could feel my upper teeth dig a bit into the inside of my upper lip. She gave me a lot of verbal encouragement, her hips bucked, and her facial expression in the mirror was very encouraging. A few minutes later, she squirted all over my chin. I never had a girl gush so much, and it tasted like a watered down cup of expensive, gourmet coffee, perhaps something with a dash of cocoa bean flavoring. She continued to buck for another minute more, and when she caught her breath, she pulled me up and gave me the deepest, longest kiss.

As we cuddled in the afterglow, she told me that she has been capable such G-spot orgasms for a couple of years, that her last one was two weeks earlier, and that she had been working at ZB for a year.

The phone rang. The front desk would charge me for a second hour, but I didn't care, it would only cost another $25 and we could spend more time pretending it was our honeymoon. She complained of a headache. I had a homeopathic crystal and I rubbed it on her forehead. After a few minutes, she felt better. She complained about how tender her cuca was, and how she was trying to stop smoking. I wanted to help her, so I offered to be her standing escape hatch that day. If any other monger wanted to take her back to the cribs, she could tell them she had to go back to my room because I asked for her first. (Heck, as a hotel guest, it would only cost $25 an hour. And I really wanted her all to myself that day.) Also, I promised to go to the farmacia and get her some nicotine patches.

After we showered, she went to bar to catch up with her girlfriend, a pretty cafe-au-lau hued gal whom she later introduced to me with three different names. They hadn't seen each for a few days and had wanted to catch up with each other in the morning before she was asked to go to my room. I went for a walk, spotted a few good places to eat lunch just up the hill and around the corner. A tico lunch counter, a Colombian place, and a tico "soda".
The pharmacy was out of nicotene patches, so I got a 30 pack of nicotine gum.

When I brought the gum back to Tamara, she was very greatful. The smoking was giving her sinus problems and she had quit the night before. She was also hungry as our 2 hour session had kept her from getting lunch with the other girls. Their favorite lunch place was closed, and she was tired of Jo-Jo's chinese restaurant. I told her I saw a nice lunch special at the place up the hill and across the street. For less than $5, they offered steak/pork chop/fish/chicken, rice and beans, salad, a dessert, and juice. She gave me some colones and I brought back to lunches. We would up pushing some of the chairs across from each other in the back of the bar and ate.

I called Evelyn. We had a 3pm meeting, but I asked her push it back. She had another appointment at 430pm, so we agreed to 8pm. She had a first communion for a relative the next morning, and had to take the last bus back to her place at 10pm, so it would work out.

That afternoon, Pamela was not busy, so she was in need of a lot of attention - and letting everyone know it - and Tamara worried another monger would want to take her to the cribs, so I had a flash. Why not invite the two of them back to my room for an hour, then keep Tamara for a second hour? Why not? There was nothing non-functional about Pamela's cooch that day.

With Pamela in the room, Tamara seemed just as sweet, but a little more saucy. Pamela posed for all kinds of pictures and seemed to love the camara.
After a few minutes of their oral administrations, I regretted not having taken Karin's advice on Saturday night and taken all three to the crib with me. (I decided against it, since I don't think my health insurance would cover me getting a heart attack in a four way.) They liked to lube the cock with skin lotion so they could pump the shaft and didn't complain about the taste. After almost of 20 minutes of the two of them nuzzling my balls, stroking my shaft, sucking on my knob, and pinching my nibbles, I asked for a break.

I got Pamela on her back and gave Pamela some head while I lay on my side. Tamara laid on her side, head resting on a pillow so she could suck on my cock. I could gently fuck Tamara's face this way and kept licking Pamel until she came. Pamela, of course is a screecher, and after she finally stopped moaning, she and Tamara compared notes on my oral skills. It was very flattering getting praised by these two pros, and they really repaid the favors with some inspired tag team head. I asked what made me so special. Seems most guys don't lick very well or suck on the clit two hard.

Pamela had become a convert to the femidom after I gave her one last Saturday and inserted the one I gave her that afternoon like a champ. I took her mish, while Tamara snapped fotos. She came and got some more head. I took her doggie for a while, then I had her lie down, face down, with a pillow under her hips, and pumped while I lay on top of her. She came again. Soon, her hour was up. Pamela, as usual, asked for a $20 tip. When she left, Tamara enquired about hers, and I promised her $50 after the next mornings' session.

When me and Tamara were alone again, we went back to our teenage-lovers-in-a-car's-backseat mode. Eventually, she laid me on my back, squirted some hand lotion in her two hands, and then patiently gave me the best BJ I ever had. She spiralled her two hands up down my shaft while sucking on my knob until a I ended up exploding in her mouth. She did not have a milk mustache when she finished, she had a leche and handcream mustache and goattee. Needless to say, I wanted to return the favor and when she cleaned up and I laid her down on her back, we had a repeat of her explosion from the morning before. Except, to ease the strain on my neck, I had her put one of the small pillows on her hips. When she came this time, she left a mild, almost watered down soup aroma on the soaked pillow. Let's just say that pillow wasn't dry, not even when we examined it the next morning.

By then, it was past 7pm, and we were pretty sure nobody would have time to take Tamara back to a crib. I got ready for for my 8pm with Evelyn. I killed time talking to the manager who was managing the front desk. ZB is an interesting place. It has two Filipina bartenders, which is pretty interesting. Imagine if ZB could import some Pinay chicas, so you could have a 3-way with a Tica (or a Colombian) AND a Pinay?

I asked about the signs outlinining the house's "no fotography" policy. They don't mind if you take pictures for your own use, but don't post them on the internet. They are maintaining that they are a bar and a hotel and a cigar store, which is cool, but the current mayor is on a jihad against bordellos and would use fotos as the proof she needed to shut the place down. Makes sense to me.

I waited and waited for Evelyn. I left a couple of messages on her cell phone. No reply. The front desk has a cordless phone that they will let you use to call the USA on a voip connection for free. Very cool. I made a call. After an hour, I gave up on Evelyn. I walked past the New Fantasy as it was closing and eyed a couple of the chicas coming out, and went to the Sportsmens Lodge for dinner. Perhaps, Jessenia, her sister Sara(?)/Sarafina(?), and Jessenia's cousin Monserrat were there.

I had been eyeing Jessenia for the past week. She was 24, had great skin, beautiful eyes she tended to put to much make-up on, and really did remind me of a pretty Mexican community college co-ed. Unfortunately, she had already had two kids, and that gave her a big of a tummy. Earlier in the week, I would notice her being very quiet sitting in the back of the SL bar. Very cute. When she and her sister, and the chemically blonded cousin, spent a couple of hours looking at their facebook pages on one of the two SL computers behind the bar while I was logging in my trip reports one afternoon, I really felt like I was the fly on a wall during a sorority slumber party. While they were looking at their electronic photo albums, their youthful excuberrance rubbed off on me, and I just wish I knew such happy girls during my own teenage years. I didn't what it was, but even after all the adventures of the previous week, I just had to admit to myself that I was draw to the process of Jessenia personality slowly revealing itself to me. We had made eye contact several times, I had asked her for her name one night just as she and her sister were getting a cab for their long commute home, and I talked to her for a few minutes as we sat at the computers. If she was at the SL that night, I'd make my move.

But alas, the power was down in the bar/kitchen area of the SL. I didn't want natchos, so I didn't get fed, and Jessenia must have left. I decided to save my leche for a final session with Tamara the next morning. As for dinner, I finally got a ride to the HDR with a couple of friends, and settled for chicken wings and fries from the restaurant across the street around midnight. Between the wings and a shoe shine from the manic street personality known as "Shoe Shine", I used up the last of my colones. (No sense taking them with me, right?)

I fell asleep after dozing off to the TV. The ZB hotel has excellent cable service, but it doesn't have a porn channel (or 2, or 3) like the SL.

[Demetrius]

Thanks for the reports, you are making me look forward to my second visit in a couple weeks.

Keep up the good work..

D

[Lancer520]

I thought I was a good writer... You should get a job with those Pentehouse forum magazines if they still exist. Great reporting. I'm hoping to a hear a story about Karin before this is all over. I was at ZB just as they were reopening Labor Day weekend and she had not come back to work yet. From the pictures and stories I've read on this website she sounds like a winner. Unfortunately or fortunately my next mongering trip is to back to Rio so I won't be seeing CR till probably May... Keep up the good work!!!

[Iguana Six]

(to be continued. gotta go. tamara just walked in through the front door and i want to be her first of the day.)

day 8 report interrupted by day 9 insanity, sorry. tell you all about later.

anyway, evelyn picked obsession day after shaving balm over obsession night, and i for my benefit, she started preening before the 8x8 foot mirror in my hotel room in the zb. she has mastered all sorts of very sincere, very original sexy looks. her sexy sneer is a mix of playfullness and lust. she did several poses, each one better the one before before i got on the bed with her and said in my best ob/gyn voice, "for the this next delicate operation, the doctor requires you to remove your dress." another life affirming smile and she complied.

evelyn has great skin, breasts that aren't big and aren't small, and a figure that is tall and plush and generous without being fat. put her under the covers during a cold new england night and enjoy the cuddle. if the gods smile upon you, you will wake up from a sexy dream only to discover you have begun making love to each other while still sleeping. not "sleep walking", but "sleep boinking".

we started with a massage, but i was impatient. i wanted to make this woman my girl friend. we started with some almost chaste, junior high school kissing, but progressed to heavy petting, and eventually foreplay. she asked for a break because she need to [CodeWord134], but we picked up where we left off after she rinsed off her cooch.

it was all fun as one of us would occassionally say something that would make the other laugh. i asked her what she liked down to her. she said she liked everything, but there was this one thing. she looked me in the eyes, deciding if i was trustworthy, then told me conspiratorally, "during intercourse, just before i cum, i like a guy to give me a futb." i must have reacted the right way. a second later, i said, "you are not alone. manly, yes, but i like it, too." (irish spring ad, circa 1978)

i daty'd her. laying on her back with her head propped on a pillow, she looked almost angelic in the mirror. she was a slow burn, probably not used to someone who can draw the korean alphabet on her clit with his tongue, but soon, she was bucking her hips and when she came she almost crushed my head with her thighs. it took her a minute to recover, her breath heavy. shen she finally opened her eyes, she smiled at me, tousled my hair her hands, and said, "that was incredible. you are good at this. but now, it is your turn."

she put me on my back. we kissed some more and i was enjoying the intimicacy, but she broke off, and licked, kissed, and nibbled her way from my head to my loins. she asked about a condom. "i thought you said last night you'd do bbbj?" oops, wrong move, i was confusing the chicas i interviewed the night before. i had gotten a yes from talia, but a no from priscilla and evelyn. but it only spoiled the mood for a minute, and it was forgotten when i pointed to a tropical style flavored condom. "hmmm, tastes like mango," was the last thing she said before popping it in my mouth.

evelyn understand that male sexual response is based on visual stimuli. as she was on all fours over me, she waited till my full attention was on her face before she opened her mouth, displayed the condom on her tongue, and then closed her mouth. when she opened it again, the condom was rolled down half way down her tongue! i didn't have time to react before she lowered her head on her on my cock and slid the condom down me without using her hands. i gasped and that triggered a womanly giggle when she finished.

doing mish with a tall girl is great because face to face contact is very easiy and you can actually reach down and lick her nips if she is into it. the mirror allowed me to get a great view. she came again during mish, and needed a minute to recover. with her orgasm out of the way, she was able to concentrate on making sexy faces while we did doggie, making a point of making eye contact, licking her lips as she told me to give it to her, and then when i picked up the pace of the thrusts, let me watch her eyes roll up in her head.

we spooned, and that let me spread her voluptous body for good display in the mirror. everything was going fine, but eventually i figured out that i could thrust for the next hour, but i wasn't going to cum. blame the constrictign conventional condom, blame the ball draining week i just had, but it wasn't going to happen. but it was all good. evelyn's sexiness is so much more than looking at her butt or watching her undulating natural breasts or curvy hips in the mirror while i plowed away.

she took off the condom. i laid on my back. she got some lotion off the end table, and gave me her full attention while she started to give me a slow hand job. i tried to have her tell me a sexy story, but she wasn't into it. i introduced her to the one-hand-pumps, the other hand kinda-polishes-the-knob technique, and that really started to work. eventually i took over and asked her to shake her body at me. she did a little sexy dance, laid down so we could neck some more, and then she got on all fours and started to pretend we were doing doggie. she shook that pussy and ass in my face, let her breasts swing back and fourth, let her nips barely brush the bedspread, and begged me to come on her ass while she looked at me through the mirror and made sexy faces. that pulled my ripcord and i left a pop shot on her butt, her back, and the nape of her neck like a graduate of the peter north academy.

that got a grateful sigh, and after a wiped her of and assured her i hadn't gotten any in her hair, she was still the playful, friendly, and centered person she had been before. she gave me some gentle caresses, and we laid back on the bed, sighed and stroked each other as we resumed our conversation. there was no clock watching, just two grown up adults who happened to have really clicked. what a contrast to the last provider.

during the conversation, i mentioned the thanksgiving and xmas holidays. she worried that would mean fewer hobbyists. i suggested she go to the sl's thanksgiving dinner on the 27th. she mentioned a party in the sl penthouse she went to. it was bachelor party group and she stayed there from 7pm to almost 5am and made almost a thousand that night.

by the time she started getting ready to leave, we realized that two hours had passed. i tried to pay her $80, but she wanted cien. when i complained that she had said $80, she reminded me that we had not discussed price and i must have confused her with another of last night's applicants. i conceeded and we both chuckled. considering that she showed up at 730pm and i didn't put her in the cab until 1005, it was worth every moment. we set up another appointment for the next day, despite the $25 a session price i could get for any of the zb girls. i just had to have more.

later, i went to the sl to eat, and she was there. as we predicted, she was the classiest, most strikingly natural beauty there. but there wasn't much business, so she left.

[Iguana Six]

i had done a second session the night before, but i did cruise through the hdr a couple of times. the afternoon shift on thursday showcased a different pool of talent. there were fewer of the six million peso colombianas, and more ticas who only infrequently come there. i felt like a kid in a candy store....who had just came back from the dentist with his braces. i could not stay too long in order to avoid being `recaptured` by angelica. she owed me for a session, and i had actually gotten too much of a good thing the last few days from her, if you know what i mean.

i scanned for the exotic looking kira kenner look-a-like, but i started to realize that it was futile. if she really was a college student in 2006, she probably graduated and was probably putting glitter on that enhanced cleavage of hers to move up the corporate, legal, or whatever other ladder she on. if it wasn`t, she had probably made her money and gone home or to greener pastures.

i saw this petite but curvey brunette with long black hair in a clingy but classy black cocktail dress. tania or thalia was her name. early twenties, tica, big expressive eyes, a natural charming smile. college student with tattoos. unfortunately, her brother owns a parlor so she got them for free. that was the only drawback. would accept $80, and do bbbj. actually used femidoms, and knew where to get them (pharmacia biblioteca, but it was kinda far away). unfortunately, did not have a cell phone. wanted to play, but i explained that even though the carpenter was stocked, the milk man had an empty delivery truck. she understood. maybe tomorrow.

i saw this very tall, exotic looking woman come by in a classy party dress. we made eye contact, and the second she smiled, i thought `wow, it is a young tia carrere, pre-relic hunter, circa wayne`s world`. she approached me and asked me why i was looking so serious. i told her i was shipping out for the middle east at the end of the month. she managed to cheer me up. evelyn was tica and really made an impression. there were many girls in the hdr but she was all-woman. tall, with the curves that a 30 year old who hasn`t yet bore children was supposed to have. nothing giggly about her, but an happiness and sexiness that could only mean a dangerous sex hunger`for any man lucky enough to be hers when she hits her sexual peak in eight or so years. if she looked like tia carrere and porn star asia carera, i had to know why. if tia carrere had more spanish blood, and less filippino, she would look like evelyn. turns out that she had a korean granddad. i got her digits for friday.

a few minutes later, i made eye contact with girl that could have been a socal coed. priscilla was 22, was half tica and half japanese, and had a couple of tattoos. not beautiful, just cute. i had a hankering for a jav starlet, and while she had a modest, japanese style bust, she had a standard issue latin butt very proportional to her 63 inch frame. she would accept $80. i got her digits for the next day. unfortunately, i got them on the opposite side of the slip of paper that used for evelyn`s number, and i didn`t take notes on which was which, much to my chagrin the next day.

friday began with a rude surprise. there were no vacant rooms in the new wing of the sportsmens lodge and i would have to move to the older, noisier side. groan! in the front, you have the lobby and bar racket until 1am, and then the breakfast and cleaning crew noise starting at 630am. and i would have to leave ultra modern room for that depressing, 1970 vintage furnishing in the old room. i`d have to make the switch in the next two hours.

i had gotten up early to beat the crowd to the zona blue, and be first in line for a morning session with one of their hotties. as walked there, it occurred to me to just move to their hotel. sure, i`d pay $125 a night, but the rooms were quieter, ultra moden, and had a huge 8x8 foot mirror by the bed, the place went into strict radio, er, hotel silence from 930pm until 9am, and if you stay there, the chicas are only $25 a session. when i arrived, i checked in. the stable was starting to show up, but none of superstars. `maybe by noon.` i checked out of the sl and brought my stuff to the zb. still no superstars. `send karin and tamara as soon as they report to work, please`. `no problem, senor iguana`.

i unpacked, then waited, and waited. eventually, the nice lady at the front desk told me that karin had a tummy ache and wasn`t coming, and tamara was running late. i waited. i heard raucus girl screams from the bar through the wall of my hotel room, which made me consider taking pamela as a consolation prize, but two buddies i had showed the place to the night before came in and took laura and pamela up to the big suite for some crazy money. i hope they survived.

finally, i despite the discount, i decided against any the rest of zb talent. i looked at the two girls phone numbers from the night before. was the priscilla the sexy earth mother or the co-ed? was evelyn the half-japanese, or the one quarter korean? i called and made a 3pm appointment with priscilla and an 8pm appointment with evelyn.

priscilla was late, having taken a gypsy cab from her neighborhood far away. she was puppy cute, and had a tatoo on the front of her hip, a design that reminded me of prince`s new symbol (whatever happened to his career?). another tattoo of two butterflies represented her 1 year old and her 4 year kids. (later, i would think that a better symbol would be a cave or a bucket, but keep reading.) sweet looking and sweet acting, but no daty, and cbj. a half decent massage, some cuddling and kissing, and then some very nice cbj that really did remind me of jav (japanese adult video) in her technique and concentration, especially when i looked at her in the mirror while lying down, or when she kneeled on the bed and looked up at me, exercising those epicanthic folds on her eye lids. did i mention that she had inverted nipples? an excellent gauge of when i was doing things right. inverted nipples, popping free of their flesh cages don`t lie.

we did mish after she applied some of the ky the high priced `asian spice`left in my room on sunday. i had no problem slipping in...no problem sliding out....almost no friction whatsover. i`ve never been inside such a small girl with such a big snatch. did she warm up red bull cans with her cooch when she wasn`t working? she said that it was due to the ky....and having had two kids. did they have big baby stewie (from family guy) football heads?

she came during mish, probably from the clitoral stimulation, because you couldn`t fill that cavern even if you put a beer can cozy over ron jeremy`s dick. she looked good in the mirror during mish, and even better (even more jav) in doggie, but even the audio treat of her mewling, or the visual treat of watching us do `doggie in the window, er, mirror`could not make up for the lack of friction.

i tried side to side, and spooning, and while it was pretty, i had to fantasize that my tool was in a snatch and not a slurpee cup full of liver. i asked her to finish me off manually. she lacked basic technique and i had to give her some pointers (like, try using two hands, try tickling the balls, try nibbling on the ears and nipples.....you are supposed to be a pro, for goodness sake...). i took over while we dfk`s and she nibbled at my neck, shoulders, and chest. toward the end i asked her to shake her money maker in my face and then lie down so i could come on her tits. she freaked when some landed on her chin (my makeup!) and started moving off the bed....which meant i was still squirting up against her body, and by the time she did get off the bed, she had spunk on her tits, tummy, hips, ass, and thighs. she showered, changed into her skank uniform, and reported to work at the hdr.

a bit of a let down compared some of the other sessions of the week, but she was unique looking, and how often have you walked around the campus of a big party school, and thought, dang, if i was twenty years younger, i really go after some of these cuties?

the 8pm appointment was study in contrast. i came back to the zb-hlh at 740pm with a friend. i had planned to have a quick drink with him and then prepare for my 8pm. but she had already arrived at 730pm and was waiting in a small alcove to the side. i apologized profusely and took her to the room. she didn`t mind, it just took her less time to get here than she though. she looked even better than the night before in a beautiful dress worthy of an upscale night club. i immediately thought, this must be what the high class mistresses of the local senators must look like. as she laid on my bed, i gave her the controls to the tv and the aircon, and excuses myself for a shower and tooth brushing.

i asked her if i needed a shave. she coquetishly stroked my face and said no. i said, `that`s not the test. this.... is the test`, as i lifted her skirt up and rubbed it on her thigh just behind the knee. that`s a sensitive spot on a woman and she giggled and tried to put her skirt back down. but she did agree that if there was going to any face-to-thigh contact my beard could used a tune up. she gave me a mischievious smile that hinted of romance and asked îf there was going to be any face to thigh contact, and i said yes...but only if you are very, very bad. her eyes lit up, she flashed me a set of teeth i haven`t seen since wayne`s world 2, and i knew we had chemistry. such class.

after i got out of the shower, she was still dressed, but clearly intrigued when i asked to choose which designer aftershave balm i should use. she clearly prefered the day time paco raban (sp?) and was impressed that before we did any serious feeling up we use some of the instant hand sanitizer i had on the night stand. i made her feel beautiful and she started playing to mirror.

(to be continued. gotta go. tamara just walked in through the front door and i want to be her first of the day.)