I motored into LZ on the second Sunday night in September around 7:30 PM. Before I was even out of my car I spotted mi Rosa at the tecate corner. She hopped in and took shotgun as we drove less than 100 yards to the Molina Rojo lot. She’s a great chica, and an excellent bell hop.
Rosie may have carried the lighter bags to my room, but once there she was the real workhorse. One hour, two Herradura tequila shots, 400p, and one $3 necklace later, and I had pop #1 under my belt. I sent her home to her son with fruit juices from the cooler and set an appointment for tomorrow morning at 10:30 A.M.
After curing a weeks worth of pent up demand with mi Rosa, I decided to see if Isabel was still working at CC. But before I got to CC’s door I spotted her sitting in a booth all by herself in Al Capones. I walked in, said Hi, and told her I just checked into the hotel next door as I stood by her table. I asked if we could session after her meal (that she was just beginning). We have a language problema, but she explained that it was difficult since the owners of CC want her to use the adjacent Jalos hotel. I told her that (for me) Jalos was no bueno. I asked if maybe we could go to mi cuartos after her trabajo was feenished at 1:00 O’clock or 2:00 O’clock. She said 1:00 O’clock & I said bueno, now you eat.
With Issy gone from Cascade's entry, that meant that I was free to take up Gabriella into Cascades WITHOUT taking her up in front of Isabel. So at a few minutes before 10:00 P.M. I found myself talking 300p to a smiling Gabby rack.
Having recently worked out all the problems I had with prior sessions with Gabby ROB, I decided to not clarify the exact services I wanted, or their order, but instead only asked her to wait diez minutos. I ran to my auto and grabbed a SG pack and off to the S/T Cascades room we went! Like two old comfortable shoes, we fit together nicely and walked our mile painlessly. Excellent cbj, cowgirl, and perrito. Her finishing sin condom HJ... superb. Got the knock exactly when I like it, as we were dressing. Well, actually I like it in mid-squirt, but this was close enough.
Gabby added a nice bracelet and two gold dollars to her personal ScatManDoo collection.
Time for some tacos from Ben’s cart and to clean up my room at the Monitos from Rosie’s frantic sex session. At a few minutes before midnight I took my first nibble off a Viagra pill (1/3 of 100 mg) and began visualizing my first session with Isabel outside of a Cascades room.
This was going to be my big treat of the first night on this trip. At a minute or two after midnight I entered CC. The place was dead on Sunday night. Maybe 20 mongers tops, sitting in booths with 5 fuckables and 10 unfuckables. 15 to 20 more unfuckables sitting along the two bars with two more mongers. Isabel, the only fuckable on a stool IMHO, was perched at the west stool of the North bar. Soon I waved her over to my booth on the southern edge of the dance floor where she ordered a tiny fruit juice fisha. Knowing that she was a long-time SG, and not accustomed to mongers drinking booze while with her, I was drinking an aqua mineral. Although I had tipped the first two dancers that I saw, I gentlemanly pretended not to notice the two dancers who’s sets partially spanned our fischa time. Issy laughed at my suggestion that she rethink her choice not to be a dancer there. She also seemed to express her uncertainty that CC remained in her future. But remember, we have a language barrier. At about 12:35 her drink got low. I reminded her of 1:00 O’clock and she thanked me for the drink just as the mesero came by. She returned to her stool and I remained in the booth drinking my aqua mineral and tipping another pair of dancers. At exactly 1:00 O’clock she left to the woman’s changing room.
I had the “travel” issue all figured out (I thought). I walked out of CC ten paces ahead of her. She was behind me as I reached the entryway to my hotel half a block away. I opened the entry door and held it open for Isabel AS SHE WALKED RIGHT ON BY IT!
My heart sank, but fool that I am, I decided a moment later to follow her to the Tecate corner. I called out her name from that corner as she was halfway crossing Coahuila Blvd. She looked back, smiled, and pointed east as she continued walking home.
I was more than ready for a great session about this time. So I decided to cure my disappointment over the Isabel factor with a visit inside of AB. I was pleasantly surprised to find one of my long sought nighttime faves, spinner Alexia de Cancun, had returned from 20 days in Cancum, even darker than before. She said she would wait 10 minutes until I could return with my favorite brand of lubricant.
When I returned to AB I swung open the curtain & stepped inside. I had barely waved Alexia over when I got scooped up by a pair of large tits. Alma asked “We go up?” and I had to unfortunately wipe the wide smile off her face as I pointed out that I had just invited Alexia up to the room for my next adventure. Alexia grabbed her wrap by the front entrance as I waved bye bye to Alma who was showing a good sport grin. Coincidentally when I last saw Alexia, I three popped her during her shift and was trying to arrange a threesome with her and Alma that failed due to availability problems.
But tonight I wasn’t in a threesome mood. I gave Alexia 600p at the start and she performed her regular energetic and fully covered session. She seemed disappointed that I had set up shop at another hotel. No massage oils, ice from the cooler, musica, fresh fruit and candies. Perhaps the most memorable moments from the session came as I got an award winning HJ from her. As she pumped my tool she banged her shaved pussy against my knee as she moved her whole body up and down like a tribal warrior beating the war drum.
I squirted. Because she liked the lubricant so much I told her I would return with a fresh bottle as her propina as I also gave her three gold dollars. I did return to AB 15 minutes later with a boxed unopened bottle of Astroglide and told her I was going to sleep, which I did. But at the doorway to my hotel, and in my room I could not escape the disappointment with Isabel that night.
Hopefully the next day would be even better.