She stands on the east side of Constitucion, near Calle Coahuila, outside the icecream joint on that SE corner. Rather tall - 5'-7" - in tennis shoes. Blondish hair a couple of inches below her shoulders. Fairly thin build. Light colored skin. Many tattoos, covered up by clothes while on the street. Looks like a U.S. gal. Speaks Spanish only.


Pleasant in the street and in Al Capone's Restaurante. Vicious predator in the room. Wants $$$$ up front, changes up previously agreed upon terms, and then wants more $$$$. She left after just 10 minutes, without me "finishing." That is, she squirmed out from under me, grabbed her clothes, and went into the restroom.

I quickly got dressed, grabbed her bottle of perfume and lipstick, and kept my hand on my teargas. When she came out, I asked for $10 (of 25). She refused. I stormed out, forgetting that she might want to buy her stuff back.

I told the hotel's management (Monito, a little south of CC; used because it is $5/hour; Hacienda is $5/15 minutes) that she is a thief. She started rattling off stuff in Spanish, saying the time eating with me was part of our paid time! Also, some other stuff I did not understand. I asked her to slow down; she called me a pendejo (asshole), and she stormed out.

Oh, and she smelled badly, too.