Caught Something Other Than A Sailfish

I owned and operated a contracting outfit concentrating on commercial build outs. Then I was in a car accident, not my fault, but laid up for many months. The insurance provided for support and paid for my truck but I had to shut down my business and lay off my three employees. And I found out who my friends were.

I was walking again, I still had insurance money, and I decided to go sailfishing in Costa Rica. Plus it was cold at home. At the resort I met this doctor who was also there for a week. He claimed to have been a carpenter during college. Offshore he took over, springing for better booze, cigars and two 'waitresses'. Out there, he slipped some more money in their thong bikinis and the tops came off. Sailfish be damned, cock sucking, c**t munching, tity sucking, doggie fucking, drinking, cigars and some of the freshest sea food was the order of the day. Twice more the 'girls' came along, it was only on the last day that we fished, not catching a thing.

I got home, memories of the latin babes in my mind. A couple of months later I got a call from the doctor, he told me to get checked, one or both of those chicks had syphilis, he had it and I probably did too. I did, a g*ft from my trip.