Posted by SenorPanocha on March 06, 2001 at 12:01:34:
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Saturday night was going to be a little different, my novia, the chica who I use to refer to as # 2 and I decided that it would be fun to add another couple into our usual routine. I invited one of my younger ballplayers who is a special friend of mine to go with me to TJ. I had coached him in high school and he is 21 now. I've known him 6 years. She invited her sister who we thought was 18 but turned out to be 17 to be his date.The girls looked great all dressed up, black Capri pants and high heels, her sister was really cute, perfect teeth and skin, petite, she looked like she was 15 to me. We had drinks at the Hardrock to get acquainted then went to Plaza Rio for a movie. Saw 13 days, it was funny watching Kevin Costner try to affect a Kennedy-Boston, Massachusetts accent. The chica's were bored shitless, and mine kept throwing popcorn at her younger sister the whole time, in fact they giggled like high school kids the whole night. I told mine," hey, this is history" but she just laughed and said, " so what". It was a bit much to expect them to be enthralled with something that had nothing to do with their country, a full 15 years before she was born. We went to Saverio's for dinner, that was weird, cause I had just been there the prior week, with another older friend and two different chica's, my fav and his date. I had made friends with the head waiter and Maitre d' and I'm sure they think I'm crazy but the service and food is so good. This is my favorite restaurant so I have been laying groundwork for future visits. My friend is Mexican-American and is fluent so we used him to tell each other all the things we find hard to relate because of language. It was difficult because her sister was there but it was an opportunity neither of us wanted to pass up. My friend is like a kid brother to me, he is honest and has integrity, came from a poor family but worked two jobs and is about to graduate college. If I had had a son I'd have wished he would be like my friend. My novia has talked to him on the phone a couple of times and she knows she can tell him anything she needs to. We went to Plaza Fiesta and snuck her sister in by giving security my girls I.D. then my chica breezed ahead as though no one would question her and they didn't, didn't ask for mine of course....bastards, checked my friend though. We danced and drank till one at Sambuca, Ranchera music, women go wild in there, taking off their shoes and standing on their chairs to dance till security makes them stop. Finally security, they come around and check I.D. in the club also, caught us and threw us out.....LOL. Cabbed to the border, mostly quiet, we were exhausted, gave her some money for her babysitter, kissed her and her sister goodnight, " call me.....please"? she asked, " of course, I promise."
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