It's Valentine's Day. I'm wondering if that means there'll be lots of guys in a romantic mood in Boystown, or else just those few unburdened by romantic duties at home; and I'm wondering if that means there'll be lots of chicas out for the V-day buck, or else just those few not home with their hunny. I roll into Laredo about 9:15, Puente I down for repairs so I drive across Pte. II, roll into the Papagayo lot; hmmm, it's almost empty. I give the guys $3, head inside: Well ,a good ly complement of girls, not so bad at all. I take a leak, look around, then head for SG land and XX, my fave of the moment. Yep, she's there. Encased in red velvet to honor the day. She makes a fuss about seeing me and we're into each other; still when I kiss her she's a bit reluctant. I ask her why. She gives me a better kiss. She laughs at my red lips. I have a Valentine for you, I say, and give her a print out of Shakespeare's Sonnet XVIII that I did on lime green paper, with a line-for-line Spanish translation beside it I'd found online: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? I read to her in English. She follows the Spanish and blushes: ¿A un día de verano compararte? (yeah I'd wondered if the Spanish translator knew Bard Bill is addressing a GUY here--but no cases of adjective agreement so no worries...) She also likes the fuzzy felt red heart I've cut out and pasted onto the lime green paper, next to "Para XX; xoxoxox, Sigue". She smiles some more and soon I am getting a very very first class BBBJ and thinking hmm this is the first she's given me. Then I'm down on her--she's still a bit reluctant but yum she's clean and fresh, the goodies small and well recessed. We go mish, perrito, femme supra and fwd cowgirl, I'm really hard but it's too much fun so I go long, beyond the point where it's easy to come... I say "Chiquita chiquita, estoy dentro de ti" she says "Ay chiquito que sabroso!!" And lots of other stuff I forget. At the end she says I am sweating. My brow is sopping. Hers is dry. I turn her on her belly and give her a long massage, on her scalp and head, through her thick hair, around her girlygirl red-brown-blonde dual exhaust ponytails, on her neck, narrow shoulders, round brown arms, slender waist, compact butt, on her thighs which I am poised between, avoiding but watching her casi-hairless lipless slit, her calves, her soles, and her toes' interstices. Then she flips on her back, hugs me, and we're done... I offer her tacos but she's just eaten. I put $40 on her table and we play with each other some more; she's almost as tall as me with those platforms back on; without them she's still not a short girl. I am very glad to have found you here I say. Conoces a otras chicas aqui? Yes I know some others. But right now you are my favorite. Do you have girlfriends at home too? How many? We kiss and I go.

With unsteady gait I stagger past other SGs, to Martha's (scary), Tamyko (unappealing), and then the taco stand where once again some nice things go into my mouth. It must be a bit after 11 and I'm headed around the corner into Papagayo.

I take a look around; a few here, a few there. A lumpy girl latches on but I'm saved when my old Tamyko fave, Marisol, catches my eye with her big ojos negros... Want to sit down with me? I'm apologetic: Well, this time I want to get to know una chica nueva... Oh that's ok. I say: And you go meet some hombres nuevos... I will she laughs. Then I go to the bar, get a coke, and stand watching. A few here, a few there. But my eye keeps returning to two, one with a blond ponytail and the other in tow, with dark hair, nice and flaca. I finish my drink, approach and say hi. Wow what a nice smile the dark haired one has. I don't think I've ever seen you here before. This is her second night, whispers Ponytail. Y como te llamas? (He's asking you what's your name.) YY. Tienes una sonreisa muy hermosa. She smiles again and flashes her eyes. Pero pareces que tengas miedo un poco... She smiles again, more fluently, and nods. On the one hand I am thinking, She's new, she doesn't know the drill, she's not relaxed, it would be a poor experience at best. On the other hand (or head--the little one) I'm thinking--They say a shark smells blood miles away; and that a big cat smells fear. My libido surges. If she does relax, it will be genuine, it will be real. Quisieras sentarte conmigo? Si. And we go to where the waiter signals us. She says she's 18. Estas estudiante en la universidad? No..secondaria. Oh man. Naciste en el año mil noveciento ochenta y ___? Tres she says quickly. Well ok... Do you want to go to university? Yes. And what do you want to do as a profession? I want to be a doctor. A medical doctor? Yes. Are you good in science? Yes, pretty good. You don't have any kids do you? No. She gets jugo de manzana, I get coke. I take her hand and ask her if anyone has read her palm. She giggles. I say my grandmother taught me. This is your life line, this is your head line, this is your heart line... your heart line is very strong and well defined... You are pretty emotional, aren't you? She laughs. Yes. Some people have a line up here, in the corner, that tells you about their romantic relationships... I can't see yours at all in this light, maybe you haven't had too many relationships? Do you have a novio? Yes. But he has no idea I am here. It's ok I say. Look at my relationship line, it's very clear but it's broken. That's where I got divorced. After a while I ask Would you consider going al cuarto? Yes, sure, she says. That's gonna be $80, and $11 for the room. How about $81 for the whole thing? Fine. And I give her $11 to take to the register.

She's really new at this, says Ponytail. Be gentle! Are you her sister? No, I'm her prima. You have to be gentle, not really pounding hard. Oh that's no problem, I am very gentle. I will be good to her, don't worry. Soy bueno en la cama. She is a very nice girl.

We go to the room. But YY is nervous. She has her cousin's watch clutched in her hand--but in the room she can't read it. I show her mine. It's 11:33. I hold her; I kiss her on the lips but she is a bit passive. I nuzzle her neck. Then I sit on the bed with her before me. I slide up her shirt. Her belly and breasts are so firm they could be made of pure latex. I nuzzle and take her nipples in my mouth, one after another. They are puffy cones. There is no reaction. Soon we are beside each other on the bed. I slide down her panties. She is shaved except for a slight patch. A good sign? I move my mouth down toward her. But her legs are pressed together. And she gently moves my head away. I move my head to her face as my hands reach below. But she's not into it. I reach for the condom that she has half taken out of the package. I can't do this, she says suddenly. That's ok I tell her. I understand. I'm very sorry she says. It's ok I tell her. I understand. You can put your clothes on, go ahead. And I put on mine. I sweep up the $70 I'd left for her but don't mention the $11 I'd paid for the room. It's been a gamble from the start that she would warm up to our encounter. I don't mind it didn't pan out, just a little surprised. She seems grateful. I take leave of her; she says she'll stay in the room un ratito. I tell her prima what happened and prima apologizes. It's nothing at all, don't worry about it. She'll be out of the room soon, I say. I hope she's ok.

I look a bit around Pgo but soon decide to split, I don't quite have the stomach or stamina for another round. I look into Marabu, cavernous and empty but I spy ZZ's long curly locks from behind and when she sees me she takes hold, talking in sultry low tones. I wanna see other girls tonight I tell her. Probably a mistake, but then I'm too used to her--she'll want me to make her clit come with my pocket rocket while I fuck her cunt in spoon position; she'll come; she'll go mish and buck but get sore too soon; she'll kiss a little but turn her head aside; she'll ask for a massage with my oil; and she'll be fine with whatever I decide to pay. As I head out, Mr. Sanchez the older gentleman mesero razzes me, you can't go, you have to sit down! Oh I'll be back next time I tell him and he laughs and shakes my hand.

I go out and buy $2.50 cokes at New Paris and then Pullman but no one catches my eye. A SG next to New Paris I'd been flirting with, Rosario, seems a safe bet. I enter before negotiating, am told it's $15, and we start; but I'm not hard and a better look at Rosario is not helping matters. Even worse, she's already got a condom on me. Do you want sucky? I nod. That'll cost you extra. Then skip it. You no like sucky? Just skip it. And I fool with her breasts, which are covered. Desnuda is $10 extra she says. Skip it I say. Now I'm trying to get hard, staring into her slack gash, but she wants to stuff me straight in, still soft and condomated. Get above me! I do and she stuffs, but this is not a sexy feeling. I go back to gash-gazing, but she's right back with 'get over me' and more stuffing. This isn't getting better. Ya me voy I say. And I yank on my pants, bid my $15 bye, and split. A bit demoralizing, so I get 4 tacos.

Then to Papagayo for a last leak and last look round, a little afraid I'll see YY coming back from the rooms in tow behind a Romeo more persuasive than I. I make a turn or two through the room. "Vuelta y vuelta, ha ha!!" taunts a chica I'd been eyeing. I feel kind of insulted and pass without speaking. Later I realize she's just making convo. It's 1:30 and I gotta go. The border's a breeze and I'm roaring north.