Continued from part one posted on 9/22/01.

After about 5 hours of sleep, I stopped in at the Villa de Zaragoza office and introduced myself to the desk clerk. I asked him if my friend, Drewwho, was registered (actually I’d never met him before; we’d traded e-mails and he told me where he was staying). Knowing only his first name, I found out that Drew was seen leaving in the company of a female. I left a message and headed over to the little outdoor food stand across the street at the corner (think it’s Madero and 8th???). My cheese and bacon omelet was very good and the woman working the counter is friendly.

When I returned to the hotel, I told the desk clerk that I was definitely staying another night (Friday). He told me that Drewwho had returned and got my message. I picked up the house phone and asked him to connect me to Drewwho’s room. The clerk said I could dial it direct and gave me the room number (so much for security). Fortunately for Drewwho, I am not a crazed stalker or jealous ex-novia from the zona that is bent on revenge.

Drew and I exchanged pleasantries and quickly discovered that we had some things in common. One of these was to become a daily occurrence for our next few days together; that being, we each needed to make an ATM run for more cash. Since he was still occupied with his chica from the night before, we agreed to meet in awhile.

I headed up to Revo and got directions to a Banamex ATM. I found that I could only get pesos. Apparently one has to have a US dollar account with a Mexican bank in order to get dollars from an ATM in Mexico. This was my first experience with Mexican pesos in bill form. I knew the approximate exchange rate of 9.5 to 1. There were a couple occasions when I forgot, like the time I tried to pay the $5 cab ride with a 20 peso note and asked the driver if he had change. Needless to say, I got a weird look from the cabbie.

When I packed the day before, I only brought one change of clothes. Since I had now decided to stay until Saturday, I wanted at least one more shirt. On the way back to the hotel, I walked several blocks in the wrong direction before I realized it. I headed to the Mexicoach terminal to shop at the typical tourist traps on Revo. What do I find inside? An ATM machine, only a block and and half from VdeZ. Oh well, this discovery came in handy later on.

I negotiated my 3XL tee shirt down from $22 to 100 pesos. Hey, my first screwing of the day and it was at the same price that the SGs give the locals. Wait a minute, I wasn’t doing the screwing. Oh well, at least it didn’t hurt too badly.

Drew and I met at the hotel bar and talked over lunch and beers. We discussed how we missed connections the night before. Basically, he was occupied with his menage a trois. What a stud!!! He told me some about his current novia. When he mentioned Alexa, I asked if she is from Cancun and started to describe her. Drew produced his digital camera (what a handy mongering tool) and showed me a pic.

I was suddenly flooded with memories of Willie, the weasel waiter, and the July night he kept trying to set me up with other chicas. He knew that I had done several girls, one in particular on several occasions, while my fave was on vacation. I certainly had not needed Willie’s help in this regard. On that July night, I finally caved in when Willie brought Alexa over to my table. I found her to be very attractive and friendly. She asked me to buy a bottle of tequila in AB. I declined, as I couldn’t even drink then due to a recent surgery. We negotiated a two-hour session for $200 outside the zona. I got what was negotiated, but was frustrated with the manner in which Alexa kept trying to work me for more money. In the cab, she asked for another $50, saying she had to pay Willie. I told her that I had already tipped him. At the motel and during the cab ride back, she repeatedly asked for money. I politely refused each time but it got old. She also asked me to lie in the event Willie asked me how much I had paid her. I told her that if Willie asked me, my response would be that it’s none of his business, which of course it isn’t from my perspective. Knowing what I know now, if she had brought along Angela that night, I might have been more receptive to her requests for propinas.

Based on my experience, I could understand why Drew was expressing some problems regarding the novia. It certainly seemed like she could put a guy through the wringer.

I was already aware based on prior posts and e-mails that Drew had done a session with my fave. One more thing in common. I had told him that I wanted to spend minimal time in AB during the day, as my fave would be there. He had the same intention about the evening in order to avoid his. We headed down to AB. I hooked up and had a few drinks with my fave. Drew and I fell into the routine of introducing ourselves as brothers to different chicas that each of us knows. We had some fun with it.

Drew left for awhile. When he returned, I was ready to go so I told my fave that I’d see her later. Drew said that Texas Mike had pointed out some of the street girls to him, including Guadalupe and Ariceli. Inasmuch as I had only walked the alley once or twice with no knowledge of what SG was who, I was eager for a tour. Drew showed me these girls and I saw a few others standing near Miami that looked interesting. Maybe some day.

We went into the Tropical and had beers. We both watched this tall young chica with long blonde hair sitting with her amigas at the bar. When she danced with a guy, the way her ass moved was amazing. I described it in an earlier post as resembling a washing machine in spin cycle with an unbalanced load. Nothing happened today. More on her later.

Eventually, we headed over to Chicago stopping for tacos pastor at the stand just to the right of the club. Excellent, plus the scenery wasn’t too bad as a few of the Chicago chicas were also there. The club wasn’t very busy as it was early. Drew and I sat at the bar rehydrating with agua natural. A few ladies kept casting lures in our direction but we weren’t biting. There were a couple that seemingly wouldn’t give up. We ended up talking with 2 younger guys from San Diego. Alma arrived and she and one of our new acquaintances got into a discussion about who had tried to call whom. Alma sure looks like one fine piece of ass, especially after seeing her strip in the show. I told the guy that seems to have connected with her that he better start coming every night to protect his territory. I told him that if he fails to show one night, Drew and I are going to do her and he’d never be able to get those images out of his mind.

Back over to AB and no sign of my fave , whew. I was ready to get my all-nighter and go. I had run into Ivana earlier in the evening and we had agreed on $200 toda la noche. Ivana de Guadalajara is about 22, I kid, 5’1”, 110#, solid C’s, curly black hair usually pulled back. Often wears jeans and black top with open back. Her legs and butt are very solid. She has a few tattoos. She doesn’t speak much English. She only started working in the zona in late July. I had previously done a session with her cousin, Andrea, which was GFE. (Both have left town now but plan to be back in October.)

On the way back to the hotel, I prepped her with the name that I had used on the registration for the second person in the room. When we arrived at the hotel, the same security guard as the night before confronted us on the way to my room. I tried to just hand him a few bucks but he wouldn’t take it. He had done so the night before when another chica offered it to him. I told him that I had registered my friend when I checked in. He said I was registered but she wasn’t. About that time, another security guard came up. I told him the same thing and he told us to go ahead.

When we got to the room, Ivana was visibly upset. I called and ordered some beers but it still took some time for her to get comfortable. She asked me to pay up front which gave me some trepidation, especially on an all-nighter. I’m not one to get into a hassle as it’s only money. I know this topic has been debated on both sides. Sometimes I simply pay to get it out of the way. If I don’t and the chica asks, I just do it then.

I gave her a massage, which seemed to relax her. We started kissing and it became fairly passionate with some frenching. I maneuvered my way down her little body and began to lightly explore the essence of her womanhood. Eventually I fully probed her sweet little pussy, both with tongue and fingers. Over the next 10 minutes, I brought her to visible orgasms twice (sorry Drew, no gushers here). Then it was my turn, a BBBJ for about 5 minutes. Her technique was pretty good but a tad fast for my preference. I had to ask her a few times “mas despacio, por favor”. Finally, I could stand no more as I wanted inside of her. She did the cowgirl for awhile, then we switched to doggie with me standing and her kneeling on the foot of the bed. Her fine little ass looks great from this perspective and she does have a tight pussy. We switched to missionary accompanied by more passionate kissing. I ultimately brought her legs up and put her ankles over my shoulders, pumping deep into her while I kissed her legs and feet. When I came, it was fairly intense, leaving me with the momentary sensation of not being able to move. I rolled off her, kissed her gently and cuddled. I think I fell asleep within 37 seconds.

It couldn’t have been more than 15 minutes and she was waking me up. She complained that she was uncomfortable, couldn’t sleep, and wanted to go. I don’t know the Spanish word for it but I figured she was bitching about my snoring in her ear. Who can blame her? I wouldn’t get much sleep either if someone were cranking up the McCullough chainsaw just outside my eardrum. I looked at my watch and figured we’d only been at the hotel about an hour and 45 minutes. I was sleepy and didn’t feel like arguing. I ordered her a taxi. She did give me another passionate kiss on the way out. My shortest all-nighter on record. But it was still cheaper and as good, if not better, than what I have available in the US. I wouldn’t regret it until I woke up at 6am wishing her warm body were still available. I’m a morning kinda of Guy.

To be continued………