This is the continuation from the 4/19 report

"He (The Senator) came over to my house for dinner. The subject of Rooster's busted ankle came up. Then the SO decides that The Senator and I should drive down to Long Beach! She about kicked us out of the house and said "Go Have Fun!!!"

More frequent flyer miles!"

4/22 “ You guys must be Hombres!”
So, we jetted out the door noticing that we had less than an hour before the last plane took off for San Diego. We got to the Senator’s place in about fifteen minutes. He packed while I called the airline. We left Dr Planet a sticky note saying “Went to (Rooster’s) for a couple of days” and took off for the airport!

Because we never had any opportunity to get to the bank, we only had the $300 dollars we could get from the ATMs each. Cab fare and rent at Hotel Coahuilla seem pretty big when you’re on that tight of a budget.

We got into AB around midnight. Neither The Senator nor I were in any position to roll the dice. So, we hooked up with “sure things”.
Isela carved me out of the crowd. We went upstairs, and after a good long roll, she started talking about kids again. How a woman with talented tonsils like that ever had kids in the first place is beyond me! I had been up since 3:00 AM the morning before and done a thirteen hour shift. I crashed for the night.

Meanwhile, The Senator took Tiny Tania up for the night. That’s becoming a habit for him.

The next day, we got up and went on a quest for cash. We ended up across the border and still only ended up with the $300 dollars we could get from the ATMs. BUDGETS SUCK!!!!

I stashed $100 in the back of my wallet and we headed back to AB. My Fav was on stage when we walked in. I didn’t even have the chance to shop. I told her I only had $200 to spend all day, but I’d take her out for a nice dinner after her shift. After all, the Visa card still worked! We went upstairs for a wild ride.

We got downstairs and The Senator joined us at our booth. The The Fav says “Hey ‘Senator’ there’s your friend, Tanya”. No shit, it was the Famous Tanya! She was looking really skanky in a tight T-shirt and a mini skirt but I was supervised - SHIT!!

The Senator says “Well I guess, I had better go see MY friend!”. Tanya had talked to me about coming up to San Jose to check out the Rosecrution museum. So had brought down a brochure for her. I told the Senator to give it to her since I was otherwise occupied. The Senator and Tanya then disappeared for almost TWO HOURS! As it turns out, Tanya had gotten an e-mail I sent to the address on her website. Her website is legitimate and she is doing out-call business off of it. I had had my doubts.

The Senator FINALLY made it back downstairs and joined The Fav and I at another booth. Samira decided she wanted to go out to dinner with us. She had been a “third wheel” on a previous date. But the Senator was happy to make it a double date for dinner.

So the four of us were sitting at the booth between the DJ and the door when Samira starts liking the music. She starts dancing on the table and starts playing with herself right on top of the table saying “This is for you ‘Senator!” The music ends and the whole place was applauding in our direction!

About that time I turned to the Senator and “Last night we were at my place in San Jose eating dinner with the SO. Today we’re taking two of the nastiest dancers in TJ out to a nice restaurant before we go jump their bones! This is about a 9.8 on my Weird-Shit-O-Meter!”

We got a good laugh out of that and the girls had to go dance one more time. Along comes this good-natured guy who sat next to the Senator and said, “Hey, you guys are really dropping some names. You guys must be Hombres!” It was Harley Guy. We had a good time swapping stories and rumors for a while. The Fav dragged me upstairs to take “the last of my money” which wasn’t much at that point!

My Fav knows how much Bar Fines piss me off. So rather than paying it herself (which she did on the last trip) she had us meet her on the corner when she picked up her truck. As it turned out, Samira couldn’t join us. She got paged and had to go home to take care of her kids. It really is heartening to know that these nasty, party-hearty bar chicks are actually conscientious Moms.
The Fav picked us up and we went for a nice dinner at La Costa. Evidently, the noise of the bar had affected The Senator’s hearing. We were the only one’s in the place and every sentence The Senator barked out the word “ADELITAS”! Not exactly the demure third wheel! We were REALLY obvious!

After dinner, we were driven out to the beach. I took the Fav out for a short walk. We were going to go to the lifeguard tower, but there was already a couple fucking in there. So we took off after a few minutes. The Fav had to get home to her kids. Plus, she was certain that she had completely drained my nuts and my wallet. WRONG
I still had the $100 I had stashed earlier and a big shrimp dinner in my stomach. I was ready to go! The Senator and I got up for a quick shower. I got down to the bar a few minutes before he did and bumped into Tiny Tania. I knew I wouldn’t see much more of The Senator that night. I joined the two of them for a quick drink and left them to themselves.

I slipped past Isela, which really pissed her off. Then I found Lilliani. She was looking great in her jeans and stretchy shirt. (hmmm? Tanya was dressing like Lilliani used to and Lillianni was dressed like Tanya) She was great upstairs, as always. But to tell the truth, I was wearing out. I crashed for the night.

The next morning over breakfast, I lamented about not being able to give Lillianni the big nasty fucking she needed. The Senator suggested we stop by the pharmacy and get some Viagra. I had never tried it.

Sign me up for the Viagra Fan Club! I was back like day one! The Fav and I headed back upstairs for the wild kind of roll that generally happens when we haven’t seen each other for months. I just love the sound of the plywood bed platform banging up against a pink concrete wall!

Meanwhile, The Senator hooked up with another little Claudia (with brown hair, not the dancer). His “little blue friend” was working as well. When we met back at the bar, everyone was smiling! We gave Samira a bunch of good-hearted shit for not going out to dinner with us. Samira went on about how she wished she had been there the night before with us. She really wanted to jump The Senator's bones on the beach. We listened to more stories about their kids and sucked down a few beers. The Fav hooked The Senator up with a skinny little dancer by the name of Mari Mari. He said Samira had missed her chance the night before.

After a while, I took the second Viagra and headed back upstairs for the finale. That got really nasty upstairs! My dick will never be the same. No shit, I don’t ever remember my dick actually hurting after a trip. It took me a couple of days to recover.

Back downstairs I spent my last three bucks on a beer (hoping The Senator still had cab fair). I was minding my own business when this big authoritative hand grabbed my shoulder. I thought “Oh Shit!”

But it was Aardvark! We shot the shit for a couple of minutes. The Senator joined us for another beer. It was great to see Aardvark. We had met at the Bay Area Hombre’s Convention a couple of months back. It was time to go. Well not really, the Fav asked me to stay for just a bit longer and Aardvark bought another round. The it was really time to go. Well… maybe one more beer. Then it was REALLY time to go.

We got through the border in record time, drank a shit load of beer at the airport and got home with the half-buzzed ass-dragging hangover that the SO expected.

The following Sunday my Wierd-Shit-O-Meter pegged! A good friend of our's kid was getting Christened at one of these HUGE industrial style Churches. I was hanging out front before the service when The Senator walked up. I said "Welcome to McChurch, can I take your order?".
He said, "Yeah, I'll have one Christening, hold the confession and one of THOSE!" No shit, the chicks there were wearing dresses that would make the old lady at the bottom of the stairs proud! I had to get him inside.
Then this Minister (?) says "SATAN has tried to infiltrate our house!" I thought "Oh Shit! he knows we're here?" I asked The Senator how long it would be until we were struck by lightning. He goes on "We will drive SATAN OUT!!!" We start hearing the "AMEN BROTHERS!!" There were THOUSANDS of people there.
I was getting really nervous. Then the Minister looks out into the croud and says "Just turn to the person next to you and give them a High-Five and an AMEN BROTHER!!!". By this time, The Senator is busting up laughing. The High-Five is kind of our personal Hombre Salute we give each other after a particularly great trip or good nasty chica roll. I just turned to him High-Fived him and gave him an "AMEN BROTHER!". We were busting up pretty bad when the SO gave me an elbow in the ribs. But, it was ok because everyone was singing and dancing. The Senator was having a good time checking out the little Pinays in the Choir. But, I had to compose myself. I had to go up on stage with the TV preacher for the ceremony. Boy, that was wierd! I kept thinking that that preacher might be "Prime" or "Pops".
After the Ceremony, I had to go back to work. As I was leaving, this lady in the Church lobby barks out "these kids are FUCKING ANIMALS!! I'm getting the Hell out of here!" Wow, was I glad to go back to work, grab my M-16 and hang out with some NORMAL PEOPLE!!

Boy, I'm making cameos in allot of fellow Hombres' reports. It was great running into you and the Senator and I'm glad my beer-buying didn't prevent you from catching your plane...though that was (sort of) my plan!

Aardvark! You actually scared the shit out of me for a second there.

I wouldn't be much fun in TJ with an empty wallet. Especially knowing I'd have a new lock on the door and a Court Martial waiting for me back home.

We've got to hook up for an extended trip sometime. July is looking good for us.

Aah, those pesky $300 a night budgets!

Loved the story about the little blue pill (among others, of course). Take it easy on them girls!!!

Take it easy on them!?!?! You know my chica, she won't be happy until she comletely removes my dick and keeps it in her purse!!

We need to synchronize trips in July