BangBang57 wrote:
Bh37,
This may have been Barracuda man's first post but he is far far from being a newbee to Costa Rica and mongering. I have known him for about 2 years and he makes a trip to CR about every 6-8 weeks
The laws here are rather complicated when it come to "pimping" and what constitutes "pimping". Usually it is restricted to anyone who is promoting a chica or chicas for sex for money or other favors of value and who is sharing in or receiving gratuity for their efforts. As with many laws in Costa Rica it can be inturpitied by local officials in rather loose terms to fit their needs at the moment.
I have posted this story in the past, so maybe some dumpster diver, researcher, or estudios newbie will confirm but here goes with a feet on the street (Cliff's Notes) version for brevety to explain "pimping in CR"
I was living in the Calles Blancos area in an apartment community designed for long term North Americano visitors. There was a pulperia, colmado, corner store within walking distance from the compound. I would shop there often for daily needs. They did not sell beer or spirits for religious beliefs. The owner was actually a young guy named Jesus. A really nice guy was Jesus de Calle Blancos. He was a family man with a beautiful young wife, a precosious 2 year old and a newborn.
Everyone of the Norte Americanos living there had gone on to one degree of native or another earning the respect of the locals and we NA's would either walk or take the bus to town. Usually returning via walk, bus or more commonly in a taxi with a lovely young lady. We knew where the best chicken dinners and economical ladies were.
One early evening, I hit the pensions on calle seis (6th street). Upstairs I saw a lovely early middle aged slim attractive lady off by herself reclining on an ottoman and approached her. We spoke a bit, discussed what may or may not happen over the course of the next 30 minutes. We were in agreement and away we went for like $10 or $12 USD.
Her specialty was deep throat and she Phucked like a wife with at least one Ch*ld. It was good enough to get'er done. She was actually very errotic and performed very well.
As we dressed, she asked me where I lived? I answered in Calles Blancos. She asked me if I did not recognize her? Not at first but now I did. She was Jesus' esposa. They had their business, their newborn, and their life together.
I asked reflexively, does Jesus know? She said "yes". We need the cash flow for our store and to support the family so we do what we have to do. But she said, "please don't say anything in the neigborhood because the family and neighbors do not know". Did I continue to shop at the store?
What would you do?