Rosie arrived promptly at 10:30AM. I finish earlier than usual with her (45 minutes) but still pay her 400p for the full hour. She presses me for another appointment. With this session in the books, I really had all I wanted of Rosie for this trip, but ultimately suggest she might find me if she came by around 3:00 or 4:00 PM that afternoon. Then I remembered that jtull wanted to go to Bar Tropical at 3:00 when he finished his scheduled sessions. I ran downstairs to cancel with Rosa, but she was already gone.
Around 1:00 P.M. I tell another monger buddy that I plan to boff another SG. He asks who & tells me that he spotted Karla Hill working and actually on the sidewalk close to the Irma a few minutes earlier. I tell him an initial romp with her would be a high priority with me since many mongers, myself included, consider Karla to be one of, if not the, prettiest SG in TJ. I grab my SG pack from my room and he follows me from a distance. If I am gonna do Karla Hill, he wants me to go first & spend my time trying to train her on how to do a first rate finishing HJ. I approach Karla H, who is wearing blue jeans instead of her usual better clothing. I told her she was muy bonita and asked her if she went upstairs, she said “Si”.
I asked “Es cien OK?” Her eyes got as big as silver dollars and she shook her head and said her price was doscientos. I asked if that included sin ropa, the answer was "no, cinco mas". So working from that number, I asked if doscientos y cincuenta included sucky. She said no, that was "mas". She never stated how much more.
I decided not to ask how much mas, nor did I bring up the matter of what or how many positions I might enjoy or session length. Instead I just accepted the 250p deal for sin ropa, figuring I was getting the best of what SHE had to offer.
Karla then decided I was not worthy of sin ropa for a mere 250p and told me that sin ropa was going to run me 350p.
With a look of sheer astonishment, I confirmed twice that she was asking 350p for only sin ropa. 
I had to just thank her for her time. As I walked north up Constitution I passed my buddy and gave him a thumbs down to indicate that Karla Hill & I could not come to terms. Just before he went up to handle his successful negotiation with KH, he watched as I approached Guadalupe and spoke only 4 words to which she responded by accompanying me to my hotel. She stated approval that I was not staying at the Edwardo again. CBJ, cowgirl, mish, perrito with reach around and greased HJ. For her excellent techniques in fellatio and handwork, I really need to do Guadalupe more than I have been. Especially since her immediate neighbors (sickly skinny Rosie and Veronica also @ the policia) have been grinding me up towards Guadalupe’s fee lately. They both may stand next to Guadalupe, but they are NOT at her level in either looks or talent. Gaudalupe got $300p plus a propina of two gold dollars, an extra flavored condom and one of the better boxed bracelets (cost me $4, price tag of $15).
I waited about an hour until Tully had finished his fuck work for the day. Then we headed over to Bar Tropical for the 3:00PM show.
I was interested in one of the dancers, Yolisa. I tipped her well during her dance set and decided I needed to go back to my hotel room to nibble part of a viagra, get flavored condoms, and bottle of Lubricant out of a SG pack. At my hotel I ran into mi Rosa, who was looking fine in some very tight blue jeans.
I told her that I was sorry, but I was with Tully at Bar Tropical & needed to return there. She said that our friendly hotel clerk had informed her of Tully and my whereabouts and she was glad that I remembered to come back to at least tell her where I was. 
I said my apologies that I could not session with her this afternoon and slipped her 150p & told her I would be back in one or two weeks. 
Back at Bar Tropical, I had Yolisa join us after her dance set and I bought her a Fisha. After that first fischa I asked her upstairs, and she said she didn’t do that. Because I did not want to appear to be too cold, I OK’d a second fischa drink. At the third hint that she wanted to dance I took her out onto the floor and showed her how rusty a dancer can get. When we returned to the booth, Tully waved me to his ear & asked me my intentions with her. I whispered to tullster that she said she didn’t go upstairs.
I then tried to confirm OUT LOUD that Tully still needed to leave at 6:00 P.M. I made a big show of getting up to look at his watch and confirm that it was indeed a quarter to six. To my chagrin, Tully stated that he was not parked in his regular lot and therefore did not have to leave before six like he usually does. I smiled broadly at Tully (if looks could kill)
and soon Yolisa was swaying in our booth as the DJ played another of her favorite songs. So soon I was taking her out on the dance floor again. During that second series of dance songs Tully decides to leave Tropical without me. I did decide to see if Don Julio could persuade her to change her mind.
Five or six shots of Don J each for her & I, at varying prices. One round was as cheap as 132 pesos before tip while the most expensive round of DJ was 155p before tip. 
The only thing consistent was that she got two fischas with each round. 
Yolisa spoke a fair amount of English, we conversed somewhat. During the next two hours in Bar Tropical I turned down four snack vendors, three bags of chips, and two mesero/photographers. Eventually I succumbed to a third picture request since Yolisa claimed to want a souvenir when I foolishly asked. I confirmed that her shift ended at 8:00PM. At around 8:15 I asked her if she wanted to see my room at my hotel a block away. She apologized and said that she instead needed to catch her bus, but to come back and see her tomorrow.
She left with a peck to my cheek. All the amigos I knew at the bar had left, so a few minutes later I exited and ate a couple of tacos at Ben’s cart to sober up a bit. 
I decided to go back into Bar Tropical and see if I could fuck someone else in there in exchange for my money. Two hours earlier I had consumed 1/3 of a 100mg Mexican Viagra pill. It hardly seemed to be working through the liquor. When I came back into BT I saw one of the hot little 18 year-old dancers, but decided she posed too big a challenge. I then noticed that Yolisa had returned to the bar and was at the table next to the table we had been sitting together at. She was drinking a fischa with another monger.
I approached Letti at the bar and offered to buy her a drink, which she gladly accepted. Since the mesero and her were impressed with the gold dollar I tipped him, I decided to give another one to Letti. I asked if she went upstairs?: Yes. How much?: Sixty dollars Es seiscientos OK?: Si. So I said bueno and I was ready.
She said she need a minute to turn in her fischas and then she could go up. Upstairs I paid for the room with a 200p note and got back change of 50p plus $2 US. So I guess the S/T room cost me $11.90.
We were assigned the room right next to the front desk. Letti gave a very good CBJ, she selected the naranja flavored condom. She had to spend extra time on the cbj because the alcohol was effecting me. My erection was only around 85% of normal – fuck that Mexican generic Viagra (maybe). I started her out in mish, but after 5 minutes I could tell that my erection was somewhat fading. I requested perrito, and she immediately obliged, but I took one look at my skrinking dick during the change over & knew I was in trouble. After just a minute in perrito I flopped out. I reinserted, but only a few more strokes and I flopped out again. I asked Letti if she would finish me off con mano.
Sin condom HJ, and she had pretty good technique. She needed all her talent there because I was just barely getting fully erect as she had to work me for a long period (for me) of five to six hard stroking minutes. I told her that I had too much tequila. She asked me how much and I said seven shots. She nodded knowingly.
Thankfully, I did pop. When cleaning up I told her that I appreciated her hard work. I showed my appreciation with a bracelet, two more dollar coins, and I think the extra unused flavored condoms. This was one of those rare times for me when I finished an estimated 5 to 10 minutes early from a BG session.
I stopped into Bar Tropical for a few minutes before leaving. The two young 18 year-olds had left. So did Yolisa with her new fischa provider (presumably up to the room).
Between Isabel’s rejection the prior night, and my being fischa fucked by Yolisa, this was turning into my worst trip ever to TJ, even tougher than my initial trips last year! Today there were only three pops, and the last one was very weak. A poor showing for me. Around 90 minutes later I decided to go to sleep, a tired, broken man. Maybe the third & final day would be better. I really didn’t think it would get worse.
