There is one hotel in the capital city of San Jose that is known as the epicenter for this controversial hobby, and finding out details on what to expect and how things work is surprisingly difficult. Long, black hair, blue eyes, a petite body with a magnificent set of un-enhanced breasts that threatened to escape every time she laughed.
You can probably imagine where it landed, close enough that she had to bend over to pick it up. She moved closer. Now I had to place my chips AND drink with one armβ¦the other arm was immobilized, encased, embraced and enfolded by the contents of the white tube top.
She turned her head to the side, glancing up at me with her dark eyes, glittering make-up and some brand of perfume that created raging fantasies immediatelyβ¦great, as if I needed more. She was close enough to whisper that in my ear, which she slightly grazed with her tongue. Fine β I knocked back the last of the Flor, pushed my stacks forward to the croupier, cashed out andβ¦. One would have thought that having been given their freedom from the fabric, those magnificent mounds might have ended up further south.
Mean old Mr. Gravity takes his toll sometimes: not much, in her case. I did what I had to do for science, the general fund of knowledge and so forth, just to keep my fellow men abreast of things. Professionals, or part-timers, and dressed to thrill.
There is always at least a ratio of women to men, if not more. So, where, you may ask, is this great place? The Del Rey boasts of rooms, each with a beautifully hand-carved mahogany door, a decent bath and a bed or two. Across from the main entrance is the Del Mar restaurant and the more intimate Key Largo bar, where there are other ladies of the night and live music. Not free, of course, but what did you expect? The girls: I knew you were waiting for this.
