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As many of you know by now, yesterday was my 65th birthday. I decided to celebrate the occassion at the Sportmen's because I wanted to get the same feeling of comraderie and the warm caring and affection the SL Staff so unselfishly imparts of their guests. Most of all, the sincere knowledge one gets that our friend Bill Anderson is truly happy to serve you and provide whatever it is you may need. He's one of a kind and in this competitive dog eat dog world, I wish him the very best with all my heart.
I took it easy in the morning. Walked out and immediately the Staff personnel that was present gave me their most joyous Happy Birthday Mario accompanied by a warm hug. Sat at the long end of the bar and had my breakfast along with three cups of coffee to wash down the 8 pills I have to ingest every morning. When done I returned to my room to relax with a book I'm hoping to finish before I leave so it can become part of Bill's collection. Up until a short time ago I did not know that Bill enjoys reading mystery, crime who-dun-it books, and that sort of subject. Since those are the same themes I like, on every trip I make to San José I make it a point to bring down at least two books for him. I don't know if these type of books are readily available somewhere around, so I'll help anyway I can.
Not long after I settled down to continue reading I get a phone call from Nathalie. Wished me Happy Birthday and told me that she was due to go into work at 11:00.... did I want her to stop by on her way in. I told her, "Nat, it's only 8:45 and you may not have enough time to make it to work." She replied that she was already three blocks away and not to worry about work. She would be fine. Okay.... I said and procedeed to shave, brush teethm and shower. I was putting my shorts on when she just walked in the room without even knocking on the door. "Take those things OFF!!!! You won't need them for while". She pushed me down on the bed and without even taking any of her clothes off, she went directly after the family jewels. No preamble, no foreplay, no nothing but vacuum cleaner suction and a little ball licking every now and then. About 15 mins later I was drained. No energy left in me. I wanted to just lay there and perhaps even go to sleep. She went to the bathroom and after hearing the shower being turned off out she comes smelling nice and fresh... sneaks her head underneath the sheets and begins kissing and licking as she runs her fingers through my chest hairs, eventually reaching the object of her desire. Another attempt at making me CIM. But no, I had other ideas. Enough energy had returned and I wanted to see that nice healthy ass up in the air so I turned her around and positioned her appropriately which sometimes can be tricky because she's taller than the usual Tica. To my pleasant surprise, she was wet and ready. I quickly hooded and prayed that the Cialis still had some lasting effect. It did, thank God, and I rode that ass until she reached down between her legs to rub her clit and I heard her say "me vengo Papi; ¡hay! que me vengo super duro" That's when I could not hold back and gripped those healthy buttocks and drove in as hard as I could. We all know it is not a common occurrence but this time it was like perfect timing. We both exploded and slumped onto the bed, dead to the world, hardly being able to breath. Wow! (But still nothing compared to my experience with Ana Milenna in MedellÃn last January).
Got dressed, gave her a few colones for gasoline, walked her out to her wagon, and watched her drive off on her way to work. Number One for the day in the books. Two to go.
Back to my book. I really need to finish it before I leave so I can give it to Bill.
And speaking of Bill...although my experience about CR is very limited to the San José area, I sincerely DO NOT think there is a BETTER and most giving host anywhere around here.
About 3:30PM I placed two bottles of Centenario on top of the bar and requested from the SL Bartenders to tell everyone that they were invited to share my B'day by having a drink on me. For the chicas that did not drink the hard stuff, they where invited to have a beer or a soda. Whatever, as long as it was not one of those fancy and exotic expensive concoctions. Everyone was happy. Got to play a few games of pool with Pac55, saluted Evelyn and saw that she is doing very well considering her adventure.
Then I noticed one old friend chatting with two others by the back window. Man! she looked really good and the dress she was wearing really pronounced her slender body. Now, I know she has at least three K*ds and I am floored to see how well she has taken care of herself and how well her body has readajusted and recovered to show her nice and sexy curves. Her name is Yvanna and she's very well known around the SL CRT crowd as a very good provider.
I went back to say hello and to make sure they were havign a drink. I started to run my hands over her hips and her belly and much to my surprised, apparently the Cialis was still possitively influencing my genitals.
A few minutes later, after deciding on sixty because it was my birthday, I gave her my key and told her to go and get ready. I had to get another drink. Smiled at a bunch of people, and then slowly disappeared towards Palmas. She was in the shower intending to shave her cute landing strip to whhich I said "NO" need to that on my account. It looked beautiful and I preferred it. So I got undressed and joined her for a while so she could soap me up and make sure I was spic and span as well. Once done, we dried, laid in bed and chatted for about half an hour about EVERYTHING! And I mean EVERYTHING. While I was carressing her cute tits which were topped by nice perky nipples, I was expecting her to take a little initiative but noticed a certain hesitation on her part. I asked and she said that for some reason, although she felt very safe and secure with me, she was going through a certain sense on fear that she would perhaps disappoint me by her performance. She said she did not know what to do... 'go figure', a hooker who doesn't know what to do???? Now I've heard it all. Therefore, after I took the initiative, she finally got down to business and finished me off BBBJCIM which at this stage, as tired and boozed up as I felt, was quite alright with me. Got dressed, made a date for the next day, and walked outside where I met up with BKtuna who came in with Kathie and the baby and they all three looked terrific, happy, content, healthy, and above all, very safe and secure. Their two month angel is gorgeous and very well behaved. She's a Godsend which will reinforce and solidify their relationship for decades to come.
Now it is the time when reality has begun to settled in and made me recognize that since February 2005, I've made over 35 trips to CR and stayed at the SL 3/4 of the time. 16 of them were made in 2005 alone. When I met Bill Anderson for that February Super Bowl party he had opened the Sportsmens Lodge for only 5 months. If one takes a look at what this establishment has become, it shows how amazingly positive and powerful the symbiotic relationship between CRT and the Sportsmens Lodge has become. Sure the Del Rey has its unique clique and attraction. But when it comes to words such as comraderie, friendship, brotherhood, and affection for each other person who comprises Costa Rica Tica, no arguement can be made.
It is the BEST group of guys I have ever met and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
I THANK each and everyone with whom I have crossed paths, shaken hands, shared drinks, chatted with chicas together with, helped with translations, received their help and heeded their warnings when I was just about to pull the trigger with the wrong chica, and was so nicely guided towards the one who would and ended up rocking my world.
After playing some pool with Pac55, shooting the bull with Jimmy, and having about 5 more drinks, I went to my roo to lay down for about an hour. Sleep did not come easy so I got up, threw some clothes on, took a 50mg of Viagra and took a taxi to Del Rey. Sat drinking a cup of coffee and casting a view around something that attracted my fancy. Within 10 mins or so I spotted a cute light skinned spinner with a really nice perky ass. Just what I wanted for a doggy ride. I had been wanting one all day long. I waved her over. Ask her if she wanted a drink. Water she said. Fine. We chatted a little more. Needed money for rent (Don't they always?) so 60K would be okay. Besides, she said, it was getting late and business had been slow. She wanted to go home to her 3 year old little man, she said. I told her pretty much what I really wanted and she said good! she liked it that way as long as it did not stray off target. Great! Taxi back to the SL and 45 minutes later we kised goodbye. She was happy with her 60K plus 5K for the taxi, and I was thrilled that I got my three pops for my B'day.
Popped half an Ambien with a touch of 20 year old Centenario. Put the timer on the TV and placed the pillow over my head.
Hey.... it's Wednesday morning and I barely feel a day over 65!
Again guys... thanks so much for making these past six years such a grand time!
_________________ Respectfully,
Muff
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I'm surprised she didn't do you for $50. 
Yeah, I spent some time with her two years ago, and she looked great back then, too. 
