The tale of the prostitute... or shall i say, prostitutes!

I decided to have lunch at the casino Hotel Del Rey today. Seriously, I had good ambitions.. maybe check out the casino down here in San Jose maybe grab a beer or two and eat a nice sandwich. What i didn´t realize when i sat down to eat lunch today at the hotel del ray´s dining hall was that this was the livelist spot in all of central america for prostitutes to come out and swindle clients out of money in exchange for a romantic rendeavous. As i sat down and looked at the drink menu, I was approached by the hottest latina waitress i had ever seen. Alright, she might of not been hot but she definately was in the hot because you´re slutty type. Not thinking too much about that and just thinking that this was standard casino attire, i ordered my imperial beer with much glee. So i´m sitting there with my beer drinking and i realize, man all the girls are looking pretty damn slutty.. but kind of good looking however showing all of their assets.. what´s up with that? And of course, I was kind of curious why this young looking slutty girl kept peering at me as she talked on the cell phone. Finally i got my lunch which included a ham and cheese sandwich. As I proudly devoured the 4 legged meat that i swore i wouldn´t eat because i am a good hindu, suddenly it occured to me... Maybe these girls were just hanging out at the casino so they could find a sugar daddy. I took a glimpse away from my plate and at once the answer became perfectly clear as 4 slutty looking girls at the other side of the restaruant were smiling childlishly at me. Being soooo naive, all i could do was smile back with a soft hola. That was the queue they were waiting for i guess, as all 4 of them came to my table breasts hanging out and all. I realized I was screwed big time as it became apparent that i was at the most happening brothel in San Jose. and that too out of accident and good intentions. so i´m sitting there as one of the girls starts flattering me up by saying that i´m the most good looking guy she´s seen and starts diving into questions about why i´m here. Finally enough was enough and i resorted to my favorite quote one that i use a million times here. no gracias... no gracias. no sexo, no gracias. i don´t think they were getting the point as one of the girls took a seat. Now i really was stuck and i couldn´t just leave havning not finished my lunch and without paying my bill. so picture this.... i´m sitting there with slutty girls but really gorgeous looking girls in all directions and theres no where to look but down at my plate.. i know i´m self conscious but c´mon. So anyway, one of the girls starts talking about her life and i´m like, no me gusta sexto, yo necessito comer mi comida. which translates to, i don´t like sex, i need to eat my food. I don´t think they got the point, in fact they thought i was talking about some food fetish as they became more aggressive. Finally i told them, i was married and one of them was like.. yea so what. u need to relax.. come one i´ll help you out. After that they were fighting one another as one slut started screaming to the other slut that she stole me away. Leaving my ham and cheese sandwich behind i walked to the bar counter and said. la cuenta por favor. payed my bill no tip of course and left the bar. and that´s my story about the whores. any guy other than me would be in paradise... well thats if they´re into good looking, latina whorey and sluttly looking gals.