Now I'm really getting warmed up. I got to ZB early. Outside are 3 gringos with a map. I look at them worried, "Is it closed?". "No", they laugh, "but there's only 5 girls". "I only need one", I said and walked in leaving them laughing. I learned that there are only about 6 girls there from 9 A.M. to noon (they stay until 6), then the late shift comes on and works until 9 P.M. So the meat of the order is there from noon to 6.

I sat there for awhile pondering my next move when two guys in their 60's walked in and sat down. One of them was quite the dirty old man and pulled out a disposable camera and started taking upskirt shots of the girls.

"You can take pictures in here?", I asked.

"Of course" the girls replied.

I guess I read somewhere that the Termas in Brazil didn't allow cameras but some of the guys would sneak in those tiny ones. My camera is fairly large, so I didn't even try. Another lesson learned.

The other guy told me that his relative owned a chain of strip clubs and he would be responsble for inteviewing the new hires. His best story was that they told him one time, "No more black girls. We're overstocked." The next girl through the door was a knockout 10, but she was black. He went through the formalities and then told her there were no openings. She put her hand on his leg and said, "I bet there's an opening for a friend". He replied that a one time friend wasn't going to do it so she agreed to always be his friend. For the next few months he was a man with a constant smile.

I loved those stories. It felt so good to talk this way with other guys. Even with my best friends I can't even mention most of the stuff I've done.

Finally I grabbed Sophie and since Marie wasn't around we picked up Paola for another dupla. I never could pronounce Paola's name correctly. Paola didn't seem to be my type, she has kind of a hard look with her lips outlined the way they are, still, since I'd been watching her a couple of days I knew she was a dirty girl and other guys had recommend her. While the session was good, I got the surprise of my life when Paola deep-throated me! No girl had ever done that. Even my old nympho girlfriend hadn't tried. I started whining during the session every time I saw something I liked, "Foto! Foto!" I wanted my camera. The girls just cracked up. Paola really is a dirty girl!

Somewhere in here I hooked up with scottp1063 again. I went back and got my camera for the afternoon session.

When I went back to ZB there was a guy there with Vanessa and another girl who were all over him like fat on a mother-in-law. I hadn't seen anything like this the whole time I was there. They seemed fairly sincere with their affections too. I leaned over and introduced myself and asked, "How do you get this kind of treatment, are you a good tipper, or are you a good customer, or both?"

"All of the above", he replied. He gave me some good tips like buying all the girls drinks when he first walks in. Now why didn't I think of that!

When I asked him his handle he said, "CB".

"Oh, you're the famous CB!" I was so glad to meet him finally.

But I'd been eying Elena all morning and went over and grabbed her.

"Hey Frogman", CB shouted, "Where are you going".

"Sorry buddy, I've got business to attend to."

Elena let me take all the pictures I wanted and knew they would be posted on the internet. For some reason I really connected with her. She's got a great smile and seems fairly sincere. Supposedly she's going to the University. She's not the standard skinny chica, but she is by no means flabby, quite tight actually. Perfect for me. She was a really good session and I have the pictures to prove it. At one point she asked me to stop as I was banging away.

"Did I hurt you?", I asked.

She just grinned and said, "No, me leche". Really? I hadn't noticed.

In the evening I stopped by Presidente and heard a guy in the lobby bragging about his conquest. The night before had been the soccer championship for Costa Rica and San Jose had won. He said there was a party down on the streets and his chica was dancing and hanging topless out of the bedroom window (balcony?) waving to all the fans below. I loved those stories.

In the evening I was going to go to sleep, but as I lay there thinking about what had transpired so far this week I couldn't. I went out to the bar at SL and picked up a chica Arizona had recommended. I overpaid ($80) but at least haggled her down from $100. I was in no mood to bargain, little head was talking. Her name was something like Miranda. The most notable thing was that as we were doing the deed she got turned on, then we stopped for a few minutes and she relaxed and I realized she was faking it. I wasn't certain that she was for real, but I must say it was a good act. I can almost always tell the difference.

Photos: Elena's Beautiful Smile 01 02

Geez, that didn't turn out right. Let's try this.

Pah! Amature.

Photo: Elena's Beautiful Smile 03