Posted by HornyMike on November 03, 2000 at 21:15:46:
In Reply to: Re: "Bienvenidos al Lado Oscuro..." (Welcome to the Dark Side) posted by Matiz on October 31, 2000 at 11:35:11:
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RF, a truly stunning story. It really captures all the sadness of our own personal aging, as well as the passion of all of our early visits to the zona. Imagine how different her life would have been if you had married her? That would not have been a ridiculous proposition, would it? But this kind of "tragedy" is certainly a possibility for anyone, no matter their lifestyle. How many of us have run into a former acquiantance from high school or college? Perhaps a once beautiful girl with now-flaring hips, skin wrinkled from too much sun, the toll of child birth having been paid? The former athletic hero with a now bald head and paunch, who never did make it in business? People who life just took a little too much out of and succumbed to anger? Or those who turned to their own drug, alcohol, to numb their pain? It is so true, everyone we meet we meet them for that sliver of time. And true, when these girls fall, they fall longer and harder than almost anyone else. And the constant exposure to the numbing power of drugs is a special hazard for them. But it seems to me somehow as Americans, when sex is involved, we at least subconsciously endow the situation with a special "evil" or "not OKness" that we otherwise don't. Matiz, I think it's really remarkable that you still go with her even though she's fat and gorgeous young girls are only a block away. You are totally destroying the stereotype of a monger. But you are clearly getting something that is more important to you. I too have a long string of favoritas, now dating back some 2 years of zona visits. My first visit was supposed to be no more than 6 month from my last, I had said. My first visit to the zona was to be simple a quick walk on the wild side. A chance to do something I had never been able to in "real" life. And maybe a few more visits for variety's sake. Well, 2 years later I still have more favoritas than I can patronize and a "to do" list to boot. But your posts draw me back to the first sunny winter Sunday afternoon in 1999 that my feet stepped on Calle Coahuila. And the spring day that was my second visit, when I tried to do short Carolina (and failed). I can still laugh about that, but I still think about that $70. My trips have gotten far more regular. But those early days are vivid. I too think about the favoritas I have had over those years. Particularly that first girl, whose name I never did get. And of course, my all time favorita, la bella violeta. Where is she these days? I hope someplace kind and comfortable. I suppose women in general are given a few years of beauty, and the smart ones know they had better capitalize on that and use that beauty to set themselves up for the future. Because when their beauty is gone, they had better have another plan, or they could be in for some sad times. Hey Jay, what ever happened to Zulema? May I ask?
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