Had two days between TJ and Mexciali on Thursday and Friday. Went to Mexciali on Thursday, extended the stay and hooked up with my girl upon my return.

Cruised into Miami and she was alone doing the dollar dance. I turned up my collar and tried to disguise my self (to escape Diana) but when I got into the club, no disguise could hide me from my girl.

She took me by the hand and led me to Honk Kong, where she said "You had a long day and you need a beer." Got me two beers for one (EVEN AFTER 2 FOR 1 HOURS) and she got one for herself. She sipped slowly, removed my jacket in the booth, rubbed my nuts and massaged my back, working the knots. Kissed me, hugged me etc. Great.

I said "I have to stay in TJ tonight but I have no place to stay." She said "OK, you stay with me in my room but you have to buy the room or they won't let you come up with me." She said " I want to make love to you." I told her "but I have not too much money." She said "I don't want your money tonight honey, I am almost finished with my shift and I want to be with you."

I finished the first beer, she was sipping hers and "shooing" the waiters and other vendors away and rubbing my back.

I had a long fucking day. got to TJ at 9AM, drove to Mexicali, then had to drive back to TJ, then back to Mexicali the next morning. I was rode hard and put away wet. The weather didn't help. The rain had subsided but the mess was still out there.

It was about 8PM when I got to Miami. The choice was check into a hotel and get some sleep or have a session with my girl. I opted for the session but didn't expect to TLN in her room since she has issues with TLNs.

I also had to talk to her about some legal issues I'm working on and to deliver a cel phone so I can be in touch and enable her to receive calls from the USA. (I made sure that the cel phone will not work for international calls and that the on board chip is proprietary so they can't hack into it.) I also check the phone bill every day for activity and I can turn the thing off online.

Finished our beers and got out of the club, heading upstairs to Cascades. she took me into a little clothing shop next to the check in desk. Showed me several things she was interested in. One was a pair of embroidered bluejeans that were very cool. they were also a bit pricey ($45.00) . I asked her if she would like them, she said "Yes honey but I do not want you to buy them, I will get them when I have the money."

She pushed me out of the store and into the elevator, up to the 6th floor, to her room. Inside, she ordered some beer and some food (she paid) and proceeded to undress me and put me in bed. She tucked me in and we waited for the room service to arrive.

We had dinner, shared a beer and she undressed and slipped under the covers with me.

We DFK's and had a 2-1/2 hour session that was at least equal to the previous posts so I'll not repeat all that here.

The night was interesting to say the least. It's a wonder how these girls sleep at all. Tropical has some kind of advertisement that BLASTS every half hour or so and it sounds like the mutherfuckers are under the bed. That and the general noise from the street, the cops, the traffic, the sounds of the zona makes a decent night's sleep hard to come by.

Salma and I hugged all night and the feel of her soft skin next to me was a delight. I lay awake and looked at her in the light that shone through the blinds of her room. Her skin glowed and she looked so peaceful as she slept, far removed from whatever circumstances brought her to the zona in the first place.

I was sorry for her, for the decisions she made and sorry for the difficulties she faces; survival in the Zona is a problem she faces every day. As she slept, she looked like any other girl, beautiful and at peace.

I the morning, I slipped in the shower and spent about 15 minutes scrubbing up. I figured I'd give her plenty of time to go through my wallet and my pants if she was into that. I knew exactly how much I had and I was going to check it when I got out.

I'm happy to say, everything wwas in place, no money missing, everything was cool. She hated to see me leave, long embrace, all that.

I crept to the parking lot, got my car and headed to DanTheMan's office. As I was driving I called the cel I left for her. She answered, sounded great and told me she will respect my gift to her and not abuse it. I told her to call me any time.

The drive to Mexicali on the toll freeway was good. Got there, got the job done and got home about 10:30, settling in next to the wifey.

I'll be in TJ again in a few weeks, hopefully another TLN with my girl.

Country John