I was greeted at the door by Lady Ashley, a slender woman of 32 years old. She is built on a small frame, although she stood tall in a long red dress ...nd black heels. She is fair complected and has auburn colored hair, shoulder-length and in a pony tail on this day. I was invited into her living room where she had me sit down and we got acquainted - a bit on a personal level and a bit on a “professional” level, that is, she was finding out what my past experiences were and what I had in mind. I was “saving it” for our guest. The day of, I made a big show of getting my hair done and having a Brazilian. Shit those things hurt! But, this was a hot date and I was going set that fucking bed on fire. As the hours ticked down to “game time,” Donny seemed to be twice as nervous as I was. About an hour before the reservoir-tip-off, I trotted upstairs with a glass of wine for my last minute girly preparations. By the time I was finished (the preparations and the wine), I heard the. .. even mean. They would often treat me poorly, even if I work very very hard to make them happy.I see. We can be a bit demanding, but not without good reason. Did any of it bother you?No ma'am.Very good answer. That's what I like to hear, a servant who isn't bothered by the job. Please tell me why did it not bother you?Because in Costa Rica we've come to expect American women to be... to act... better than us local girls.Believe me, its not acting. Please tell me the absolute WORST experience. Why can’t you go alone without me?’ ‘Because all the wives go,’ he said rolling his eyes and sighing. ‘It’s expected and, with me up for promotion, I don’t want to insult the big boss. Come on, come on, move. We’re going to be late,’ he said taping his index finger on his watch to mimic the seconds ticking by while waiting for her to get ready. ‘Okay, okay. I’m going. Gees John,’ she said yawning. Young, naive, blonde, busty, and beautiful, looking much like a better looking Charlize Theron,.