Do Ticas leave ever leave the business?
Do alcoholics ever recover from chemical dependency?
Prostitution is an addiction. (and apparently so is MONGERING)
While I acknowledge the validity in TPs comments, and I think that his mind set can be valuable for us to adopt for self - protection, I can't be so harsh on these women.
At some point in their life, they received a ridiculous amount of money from a man in return for sex. I have talked to a few of them about their experience the first time. ( (I know, I know...when a chica's lips are moving...but I believe this to be true for better or worse...) It was a rush! It was the first time the vein got popped and the H flowed through their brain! One chica told me when she got 300 from a guy at the Cariari she couldn't belive it was happening. This could't be possible. It was too easy! She was soooooooooo happy - she came home and everyone got a piece - mama first, abuela in Nicaragua, a struggling married sister, all got a piece of the pie.
What a feeling it must have been for her to be able to provide for her family. And so easy. 300 bucks just for facilitating a certain white liquid's appearance at the end of a C*ck. She must have thought wow! this is fucken great.
And so at this point in time - what next? Is that a one shot deal? Or is she going to go back? Of course she's going back. But Dios Mia! Am I a puta? she wonders. She knows she has to keep it a secret. The shame! Daddy must NEVER find out. It will bring shame on him.
But she goes back. More dinero. Then again and again. And then she's hooked on hooking.
But...the bills are getting paid, and the K*ds are going to the doctor, and mama is resigned to the fact that her daughter is a puta, but she realizes that being practical is always best - better than making some fuckin idiotic trip across Mexico to sneak into the US -
And so days go by, then weeks, months... she gets better at the game...joins the puta sisterhood...she works on points for style...how to best get the blood flowing to the gringo C*ck...evey night is a rush...its dangerous, but fun and worth the risk. The HDR is as a safe place as it gets for her. Ah the joy of hearing "mi primera vez in Costa Rica." The money rolls in. Each night is an adventure...some nights the plata rolls in quickly, sometimes there is nothing..but thats OK it goes with the territory. and they ain't no man, tico, gringo or otherwise telling them what to do. They are the boss. (If they don't have a chivo)
And then eventually she'll think, "what's so fucken wrong with being a puta?" and any shame they once had gets buried deep within their mind and locked away. But its still there - the shame. And if she ever wants to get out I would think there are programs for women - Rehab centers maybe - that try to treat "puta dependency" but I'm sure they are just as successful as Hazleton...good for a while but inevitably they will slide back...
If any of you have been to rehab or have done 12 steps you know how hard that is - especially dealing with the SHAME - I think that's step 6, right? That's a rough one.
So a puta may reform. maybe find a gringo and leave the life, probably needs to do it as quickly as possible and at a young age. But I believe it happens as much as an alcoholic gets clean and stays clean. Possible in theory, but in reality, probably not very often.
And worst case scenario - she'll be one of those 50+ year old whores that don't even bother to take care of what looks they have left - trolling through the HDR at 5 am for their compliment - the fat drunk and stupid cochino...
Muy muy triste.
But on a brighter note..leaving now for two nights in Puerto Viejo with a favorita...she keeps telling me "no quiero mas trabajar en el Rey....
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Yet your post does contain some undeniable truths on relationship dynamics with the chicas of the evening.
