This is a continuation of my original post about my first visit to Costa Rica, and it is painful long. Sorry for the wordiness, but I figured if I am going to relate the story I might as well do it in detail.

I have received a number of private messages indicating that my first segment was generally well received, so I have decided to write a follow-up segment to elaborate on the final hours of my remaining time with my girlfriends from Josephine’s and Casablanca. My third installment may be a review of other clubs if this post is received as well as the first.

On my last night in Costa Rica, I had created another dilemma by agreeing to simultaneously see two girls at virtually the same time. Both of my girls, the one from Josephine’s, and the one from Casablanca, had expressed a strong interest in accompanying me to the airport when I was to return to the USA.

I knew I would have to come up with some kind of game plan to go to the airport with only one of them, but I really couldn’t decide until the last few hours in Costa Rica which of the girls I wanted by my side.

My girl from Josephine’s was constantly on my mind the evening before I was to leave town. I planned to see her in the evening and during the early night hours, and then to get rid of her around 2am, just like every other night, and I assumed that was going to be the game plan because she usually had to return home to Mama and Papa by a certain hour each night.

I wanted to see my Casablanca girl again too before returning to the USA, but I just had to have my Josephine’s girl one more time before I left San Jose. I just couldn’t get that thought out of my mind. I had seen her sin condom by this time, and there didn’t seem to be any additional danger associated with seeing her sin condom again. So, it became kind of an obsession to see her sin condom “one more time for the road.” She is so sexy and so alluring that I just had to have one more bite of the apple.

However, by this time I was not as emotionally attached to the Josephine’s girl, but she was really gorgeous, and I just couldn’t leave her out of my plans. I found that my fondness for her personality was fizzling, and that I actually liked her personality less and less over time. She was not special to me like my girl from Casablanca. But, lust has little to do with love, so…

Lust got the better of me, and I agreed to meet my Josephine’s girl one more time on the evening before I was to leave the next day, which was dangerously close in proximity to the time I was to meet up with my girl from Casablanca for the last time.

I expected my girl from Casablanca to get off work and meet me at the Presidente by around 2am, but even that was tentative arrangement because she had sometimes shown up early in the past. So, I knew it was entirely possible that she would take off work early and show up by 12:30am or 1am, and that I would possibly still be in the company of my girlfriend from Josephine’s. Not a good position to be in, but as I said, my lust won out over my better judgement.

Actually, I was concerned about whether or not my girl from Casablanca was going to show-up at all because she was frustrated with me earlier in the day. I had upset her a couple of hours earlier by telling her that we would not be able to have a permanent relationship, which she was really pushing for. She had left for work frustrated at the notion that I had said that a permanent relationship was not going to be possible. At this point in time she did not realize my family commitments back home, and that a permanent committed relationship was going to be impossible.

She had to go to work, and we never had the time to discuss her frustrations so I could set things straight before she left for work. She displayed a hurt and frustrated attitude prior to leaving to go to work and I just wasn’t sure where I stood after that. So, I wasn’t sure she would even show up after work like we had originally planned.

So, with my relationship with her now hanging in the balance, and rather than chance her not showing up, and possibly not have a girl for the evening, I decided to arrange something with my girl from Josephine’s just to cover all the bases. At this point in time, I figured I had nothing to lose by satisfying my lust for my girl from Josephine’s, and I just couldn’t get her out of my mind.

So, my Josephine’s girl showed up at the Presidente, and I had a good time with her. It was pure lust on my part. But, actually this girl doesn’t really provide the best GFE experience. But, in her favor, she finally started to loosen up by that time. She had several problems that do not make her a great GFE in bed. She had always exhibited an apprehension about receiving oral sex. When we first met, she was actually embarrassed by the prospect of receiving oral sex. But, by this point in time, I had shown her the upside to oral sex, and she was beginning to understand the benefits. I could tell that she was actually now starting to get into it.

As I said, this girl from Josephine’s seemed relatively innocent. It is hard to believe that a girl who is a breathtakingly beautiful professional stripper might be relatively inexperienced and innocent. But, I have run into them before. I know she is relatively inexperienced because a seasoned and experienced pro is not embarrassed or surprised by a guy’s desire for oral sex.

Furthermore, the girl from Josephine’s had to be lead by the hand in almost every way, and she never once showed much initiative in bed. She is not bad in bed, just inexperienced and timid. She reminds me of a typical inexperienced 19-year-old girl with little or no understanding of what it takes to have a great session. You remember them from high school? Some were naturals at it, and some are like a Deere caught in the headlights.

It is for this same reason that many seasoned mongers will testify to the merits of seeing an older women (23-27 year olds) just because of the experience factor. I have learned that lesson too, but as I said, lust got the better part of me on this one. But anyway, she was still fun, and I don’t regret seeing her one last time.

By the time I had finished seeing her on this last night in town, her love making skills were showing some definite improvement, and she was starting to understand how to enjoy sex, which is something I don’t think she understood before.

As I said before, I planned on maybe hooking up with my other girl from Casablanca by about 2am for the rest of the night. Then, my plan was to go to the airport with the girl whose personality I liked the most, and by this time my girl from Casablanca was winning the contest hands down.

So, when I met my girl from Josephine’s that evening I was surprised to learn that she had fabricated a story to her Mama that she was spending the night with a friend. She was intending to be with me all night, and she was planning to see me off at the airport the next day.

She had gone to a lot of trouble to get away from Mama long enough to seal the deal with the Gringo, and possibly reserve her place in the land of milk and honey. I understand her motivations, respect her entrepreneurial spirit, and identify with her need to do as well as she can. But, I know a calculated scam when I see one.

Anyway, when I was in the room with my girl from Josephine’s, I had disconnected the phone in case my girl from Casablanca showed up trying to find me. I figured I would just tell her that something was wrong with the phone if I talked with her later that night, and I wasn’t sure she would show up anyway. But later, I checked with the desk clerk and he informed me that she came looking for me around 1am. Again, I felt like a real jerk that I had stood her up again. It was the second time I had stood this girl up, and she was my favorita. I definitely wasn’t using the right head, and in retrospect, I would probably have preferred being with her all night rather than my girl from Josephine’s.

Anyway, the next morning I decided to ditch my girl from Josephine’s. There was a final straw that broke the Camel’s back . It was when she began asking me for money so she could pay for her future apartment. I guess I just snapped at that point and decided I was wasting whatever time I had left in Costa Rica. I was starting to panic that I may not see my favorita from Casablanca again before leaving Costa Rica, and love won out. I ditched my Josephine’s girl as quickly as I could. I used the excuse that I had to get packed and that she would not be coming to the airport with me because I didn’t want an emotional goodbye scene.

After I ditched my girl from Josephine’s, I called my girl from Casablanca and asked if she was mad at me. She said she was really hurt that I didn’t answer the phone when she came to see me at the hotel that night. I asked if she would come to see me and have breakfast with me before I was to leave for the USA. She agreed and told me she would be at the Presidente by 9am. She showed up with a big smile, we kissed and hugged, and we acted like real lovebirds. I was really glad to see her. I really like her personality a lot.

Anyway, she asked me not to return to the USA, and wanted me to stay another 4 or 5 days. I told her it was impossible, and I asked her to come with me to the airport to see me off. Prior to going to the airport we lay on the bed in my room and kissed and hugged and listened to some classic rock and popular music from the USA, and she was like a kitten purring on my lap. There was no sex, but it was a wonderful, warm, affectionate GFE. It was just perfect in every way.

So, we finally left the hotel around 11am for the airport. She waited with me at the airport, kissing me and hugging me all the time. She cried several times as we talked because she realized that I would be leaving soon. She asked me if we could be novia and novio. She asked if it would be possible for me to return to see her at least as often as every month. I said it wasn’t possible, but that I might see her periodically. I explained to her about my family obligations, and she began to realize that we were not going to be able to see each other frequently.

I told her she would always be in my heart. I assumed that she also probably wanted to be in my wallet as well. I know that sounds cynical, but I don’t think she loves me any less for her desire for money. The two really don’t have much to do with one another, except that some girls are great actresses, and their efforts are only to solicit money. This girl was not like that. She really loved me, but she needs money…don’t we all…I don’t fault her for it.

Anyway, I went through the security checkpoint at the gate, and we looked back at each other and I waived goodbye. She waived back and turned and put her head in her hands as she started to walk away. We both looked back at each other as I walked toward the gate, and she started to cry again. Ahhhh, what a beautiful GFE it was, really.

Anyway, we have emailed every other day since I returned, and I have contacted her on her cell phone once just to say hello. Her emails have been heartfelt and sad that I am not there with her. She told me she has such feelings of loneliness and that she misses me deeply, and with this one I believe it.

It is sad really because here is a girl who has a job in a club where she meets men all night long, she sees at least one man sexually every week to make extra money, and she is still extremely lonely. It makes my heart ache. But, my experience is that many of these girls are really lonely. It would not take much to convince them to leave the profession and go legitimate if the need for a reasonable amount of money, and the need for a loving committed relationship were satisfied.

I am not saying I would choose one of them as a steady girlfriend or as wife material because you would always wonder if they were being faithful wives or girlfriends. But, hey, girls who are not professionals are not always faithful either. I think it just depends on the girl. Anyway, she is my buen amiga, and a good part-time novia, so I will see her again in August when I return to Costa Rica. I plan on returning to Costa Rica for a day or two, and then it’s on to either Colombia or Rio. I haven’t decided which of these destinations I am going to visit next.

Next report…a vicious attack on all the other clubs I visited in San Jose, most of which were a BIG disappointment.

sponge, you seeing the CB chica one more time before leaving was almost perfect, IMO! I would of tagged her, "one for the road:-)"!

Keep them as your part-time novias at best, nothing more. My two cents worth!

Hola sf4dfish,

Yeah, I thought about nailing her again, and she would have done it without hesitation, but frankly, I was tired. I can only pop so many times before the old popper misfires...and, oh well, that's all there is.

So, I settled for a love interest instead. I think it made her realize that I feel something for her, and that my fondness for her had nothing to do with sex.

I imagine that is quite a refreshing change for a girl who makes her living like she does. Actually, I imagine it is one of the reasons she appears to have fallen head over heals.

Don't worry, I have no permanent plans for her. She will always be my good amiga, and my part-time girlfriend. And someday, I'm sure we will forget about each other altogether. Sadly for us both, it can be no other way. I am taken, and she is not from my world.



(Message edited by Unspongebob on July 15, 2004)