Woke to a sunny morning and did a lot of photography in older downtown San Jose. Mercado Central, street life, funky buildings, local characters, etc. Was picked up by a 60 year old male tout along the way who spoke good English and walked with me, offering everything and anything. He was real old-school. Like a CR version of a Damon Runyan character. I took him up on his offer of getting me Vitamin V for $6/pill. I gave him $36 worth of colones and stood outside the downtown Farmacia, watching him through the window as he did the deal for 6 tablets with a very attractive young pharmacist. They were promotional sample packs of generic seldanifil, with two 50MG tablets each. Gave him $5 propina for his trouble.

Figuring the guy (name was something like “Morrie”) had delivered as promised on his first assignment, I decided to ask him more about the girls he had been advertising to me non-stop. “Nice girls” “Not professionals” “ From good families” “Pretty” “Clean” “Just like to make a little extra money now and then” “Good price” “Do whatever you like” “As long as you want” “I get you the room” “You want two of them?” Well, friendly readers, giving in to my appetite for somewhat innocent non-pro’s, and going against everything I’d read and all my better judgment, I ended up going for it. I gave him 20K colones to cover a hotel room at Hotel Paradise on Avenida 7 and necessary cab fares for him and the girl. We agreed to meet there at 3PM. I figured it was a measured risk of $40 and part of a colorful story if nothing else, and if he never showed or the girl was nasty I’d cut my losses and write it off to “research”.

Of course it was cloudburst raining at 3PM and I walked a block through it from the parking lot fearing the worst, but there he was waiting for me. We soggily walked up the stairs to the Hotel Paradise lobby and it was surprisingly nice. A very sweet middle aged Tica lady smiled from behind the desk like this was just business as usual, which of course it is. “Morrie” took me into the room and introduced me to the girl, who was taking a shower at the time. He said she was “very nervous”. From what I could see of her peeking around the shower curtain she was kind of cute in a pixie-ish way so I paid Morrie the additional 20K colones we had agreed on as the chica fee (he said he’d pay her instead of me), another $10 for him, and he split. So there I sat, on the bed, waiting for her to finish her shower and realizing I was $90 into this and remembering the old advice: “Never Pay In Advance”. I was concerned, but still hopeful. At least I was in the room and the girl was in the bathroom.

The girl, I never did get her name, came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She was definitely wound up a little tight and seemed pretty nervous. She spoke a little English. She showed me the tan line on her chest and said she’d been at the beach at Montezuma with her family and had just come back up that morning. I really didn’t care because I was ½ hour into one of my new Vitamin V’s and I just wanted to get into action. She kept pacing and wouldn’t sit down. I was thinking “is this chica whacked out on drugs or what?” Finally I got her onto the bed, then lying back, then unfurling the towel to let me begin feasting on her small but nice breasts. Then some kissing and nuzzling. And as I think things are starting to go OK she gets all jumpy again. As it turns out she had recently had a baby and has a big and not very cosmetically appealing Caesarian scar that she was very nervous about my reaction to. While this totally killed the “Nice Girl from Good Family” fantasy, (that was too good to be true anyway), I figured I could still get a decent nut from this whole deal so I told her I didn’t care at all about the scar. That settled, we proceeded with more LFK, feasting-on-breasts, and some decent cbj and nut-licking before I stood up and penetrated her mish. Having had a C section she was still really tight where it counted and nice and wet, so we enjoyed an excellent mish banging session with a zesty completion. She did hit me up afterwards for a propina for her new “bebe” so I forked over another $10, putting me out a total of $100 for the whole deal. I know, that’s top price for a Blue Marlin all-star. I admit it wasn’t the best use of funds I managed on the trip, and not something I’d ever do that way again, but it was a colorful and unique off-the-beaten-path experience that I will never forget. And what else is money for?

While the Vitamin V was still on duty I figured I’d head over to ZB for my inaugural visit. Met a couple of friendly guys from TX at the bar, who introduced me to Eddie, the Mgr, a great guy. There were only 4 or 5 girls in the bar but what I’d read about Zona Blue is right, it’s a really nice place to kick back and have a few drinks in a sophisticated, nicely designed bar/lounge setting while you flirt and b/s with the girls and consider your choices. I met one for whom it was her first day and I would be her first customer. That definitely intrigued me. Her name is Marilyn. She’s 22, a brunette with a medium build. Pleasant but not gorgeous face. Kind of the Tica-next-door type. She was wearing nice street clothes, which I like better than overtly sexy stripper-type outfits. She used to work at the airport and speaks pretty good English. She was very friendly but a little nervous, so I bought her a beer and, as I sat on a stool talking with the Texans, she stood close against me letting me stroke her long hair and feel her lovely ass. It was cool realizing that I was probably the first total stranger she has ever allowed just to reach down and feel her ass right after meeting her, as much as I wanted, as long as I wanted. If you tried that with a girl you just met in a normal bar there’d be hell to pay. So while we all sipped our drinks and chatted, she was probably redefining for herself the whole concept of “personal space” in a way she’d have to get comfortable with to do her new job. And I was just enjoying a fine ass-feel, getting to know some cool new friends, and feeling real comfortable with the whole ZB scene.

Since this was Marilyn’s first day I asked her, kind of as a joke, what kind of job training she’d gotten from ZB management. I hadn’t ever really thought about that. Can you imagine listening in on THOSE classes? I’d like to be the practice dummy. Anyway, the word “training” required the use of my little pocket translator but I got the idea across, and she said they hadn’t really given her any training. Maybe that’s a CR entrepreneurial opportunity. MP chica training!!!

Well pretty soon the combination of the tequila and Marilyn leaning warmly against me while I massaged her fine ass started making the Vitamin V throb, so when she whispered the question “do you want a massage?” I was definitely ready. I knew I was more interested in boning than in bj so I only asked her about her willingness to kiss, which she was fine with. She quoted $47 (they certainly had trained her THAT much) and we went to the first room outside the bar on the left. Maybe that’s the rookie’s room, I don’t know, and I’ve read that there are better ones, but it was certainly adequate for our needs. It has only a single-size bed, but the in-room shower stall in the corner is a nice feature. There are wall controls to dim lights and music so you cane “tune the room”. She took the money, left briefly and returned with towels and a ZB-branded pack of condoms.

I wasn’t sure how shy she would be since I was her first-ever customer, so I stripped down right away and sat on the bed to encourage her. As I mentioned before, I love watching a cute girl strip from street clothes and this was no exception, especially knowing she had never stripped for a MP customer before. What must that have felt like for her? She had made the decision to quit her job at the airport and get into the MP business, gotten hired by ZB, had landed her first customer on her first day, and now she was at the point of no return. Everything before this was just talk. Now she had to walk the walk. And the first step was to take her clothes off for a total stranger while he stared hungrily at her, knowing he was about to feast on her. Maybe I was wrong but I was imagining that it was pretty intense for her, and was digging the energy of the whole thing.

The room lights were still all the way up and I liked that, the better to enjoy the show. As it turns out she wasn’t exactly shy about getting naked but got through with it pretty quickly, more to get it out of the way than to use it as enticing foreplay, which it definitely can be. As soon as she was naked I reached out and pulled her close, and fondled and sucked on her nice pert little breasts while letting my other hand roam over her ass and thighs. Nice and tight! I could tell she really liked me feasting on her breasts and was encouraged about the fun-level to come.

Then I stood and kissed her, and got my first surprise. She’s a good kisser and freely worked her tongue in tango with mine, so I quickly discovered she had a large ball pierced through it. I hadn’t seen it while we were chatting so was totally unprepared. I’d never kissed a girl with a pierced tongue before, and it was a real turn-on. We kissed a lot that session and I never got tired of the cool feeling.

Getting into a nice foreplay groove we stepped over to the corner for a quick shower and I enjoyed smoothing my hands all over her firm wet body, squeezing her neatly trimmed cooch, kissing her neck, pressing her chest against mine. She may have had a kid, I don’t know, I never asked, but if she did her body was none the worse for it.

Returning to the bed I lay on my stomach and let her massage me for a while. She dimmed the lights and did a nice slow steady job. Didn’t diddle my anus at all and I didn’t ask. Turning over for Act Two I expected at least some BJ action, even if covered, but Marilyn does not do oral. Period. The end. “No mamas”. Surprise #2. I didn’t think you could WORK in a CR MP without doing at least CBJ, but somehow Marilyn slipped through the system. Me and my V-gorged johnson were mainly interested in a penetrating engagement anyway, so it was not a big deal, just an oddity. And it proves that it always pays to ask up front if you have particular activities in mind, never assume.

She unwrapped a condom and handed it to me to put on. I prefer it when the chica puts it on, especially by mouth, but oh well. We proceeded to have splendid sweaty animal sex in several positions. Marilyn may not like bj but she sure loves boning. And she seemed to like me smartly slapping her ass to add to the intensity as much as I liked. I also found out just how much she likes her breasts manhandled during the action, they’re definitely an erogenous zone for her. DATY produced a powerful O for her and we were both good ‘n sweaty by the time we hit the shower.

Pleasant farewell and I returned to the bar to reunite with the two Texans and head over to SL for dinner. Had the whole snapper entrée which is a treat both visually and gastronomically. When the band took a break one of my Texan pals regaled the crowd with some Jimmy Buffet renditions and a good time was had by all.

Well fed and beered I ventured back out for some late night exploring. Drove over to Avenida 11 at Calle 3 for a taste of the infamous Taberna VIP’s, a legendary slummer’s paradise. It’s set up as a regular bar, long and narrow with small round tables in the back and a small, then-unoccupied stage. Has a slightly sleazy but basically OK neighborhood bar feel with all Tico patrons and 4 or 5 girls sitting at the bar, along the wall or at the tables. There was one quite exceptionally fine, early-20’s dark-skinned brunette at a table, completely ignoring a woebegone-looking young Tico. I sat at the end of the bar and tried to make eye contact but she resolutely refused. The “attitude” warning light came on and I knew right away she was not a b*tch I wanted to crawl in the sack with that night. Too bad too, ‘cause she was HOT. Reminded me of a tight, petite Rosario Dawson.

She got up without acknowledging the sad sack Tico and joined 2 other girls at bar stools along the side wall, only 2 or 3 feet from me. One was a butt-ugly porker but the other was ok, looked barely 18 and was a little skinnier than I like but kinda cute. Had that shy and slightly innocent waif aura I go for. Oddly though, they ALL refused to make eye contact with me. It was the opposite of Idem where they all eye-f*ck you non-stop. I was confused. So I asked the host-dude what is up and he said they’re all available and there are rooms upstairs. I think it was $30 or 35 for an hour. Maybe they’re not supposed to solicit directly and have to go through the host-dude.

Anyway, he was very accommodating so I pointed to the skinny girl. He stepped over to talk to her and she eyed me indifferently as he gestured and cajoled. Ultimately he returned with the news that she wasn’t working anymore that night. That surprised me because I was definitely the most appealing male in that place, and most other chicas I’d selected so far had been damn near giddy to take my business. I figure she must’ve looked at me and thought “Oh Hell, another middle-aged gringo all stoked up on Viagra, looking to skewer the sh*t out of me as long and hard as he can to feel young again. Christ! I just can’t take another one of those.” The 3 of them left together shortly thereafter so I guess she really was done for the night. Since when do barroom ‘tutes work banker’s hours? Anyway, I took that as a sign that I was done for the night too. Back to my hotel and slumber.