I wrote a thread awhile back about a beautiful Tica buena I met in the DR on one of my trips. I mentioned how she was too pretty, too elegant, and too demure for this job. She just exuded something different.
I also mentioned if I "did not know the game," I would fall for her like a lead balloon. It would be so easy. It is easy. I knew I could and would fall hard so I decided to proceed with extreme caution. Was I too weak? Or she too strong and too good at her craft? Did I want to find out who would or could win that battle? I knew the answer. But I didn't want to believe it. She doesn't belong in this business....I just wished I could take her out of it. And I would too. But I know what that entails. And I didn't and don't want to go through it. She can too easily put my heart and balls in a blender. Most of you said cut the ties right now. Many of you said it was too late and I was a goner. One of you even has a thing for her too. So I called her a few times and no biggie. She always said she lived with her Papi who was jealous of her job but I wondered if that was really an espouso. BTW, that would be the 2nd Tica favorita to have a spouse.
All is done. No problem for me...
So I am back in CR and I see her again. This time I watch her a bit. She doesn't see me. I watch her ply her trade. Whew, I dodged a bullet. She is a Tiberon Elegante. She plays 1 guy while with another. And doing it every time the guy she was with looked away, went to the restroom, etc. She sees me. Motions at me when the guy she is sitting with is not looking. Lays the exact line on me as when I first met her. "That she knows me from Escazu?' It may or may not be true. She says she has been thinking about many times since our first encounter. Could she love me, too? At that juncture I must pull the rip cord or I could be forever doomed.
She is still beautiful...she is still elegant...still demure...way too classy for this place...for this trade....she is like no other......if only I didn't meet her here....if only she never sold her body for money.....if only I hadn't seen her ply her trade......her heart is not for sale, though....or is she just too good?....Tiberon Elegante.....she still can over power me.....she can still put my heart in a blender....and balls too....I can't give it to her......I pull
the rip cord.....so long, Tiberon Elegante. I see her again, say hi make casual small talk. Now, I'm numb and a bit cold. She asks why and I suspect knows why...Tiberon Elegante. She knows she can hurt me but maybe she is so compassionate she doesn't want to. She even seemed proud I was too self aware to even give her the chance. Tiberon Elegante. She almost seemed as if to say, "I'm happy you didn't...wise choice." She seemed perplexed, complex and happy for me at the same time. Tiberon Elegante. Sometimes, the numbness feels good. And this time it does.
Self control asserted, I am proud to be able to walk away!
TIBERON ELEGANTE, so long, MY MARCELA
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