AlleyKat And DanTheMan in Guadalajara

DanTheMan and I arrived in Guadalajara in the evening hours of Tuesday June 22. As the Canadair jet broke through the clouds and decended on final approach I was once again struck by the rugged terrain and beauty of the landscape of Guadalajara. I was finally back in MEXICO.

The city sprawled before us, all I could think about was these fabulous women. They are goddesses. Beautiful. They have heartbreaker bodies and know how to move them. I recall sitting in a little strip mall enjoying an awful cup of coffee one afternoon and having my jaw drop every 5 seconds. Guadalajara and girl watching. Bring the neck brace.

DanTheMan and I decided to avenge the "El Galeon" clip experience of a few months ago. I knew we would spend money (we did) but we were going for quality and quantity in as best a balance as possible without mortgaging the church property again.

We decided to use some common sense, do business and get laid. We were to try the locals, visit some clubs, troll for SW's, you know; the usual stuff.

I had read a lot about Guadalajara and made a few contributions myself. We were landing in a tough town for mongering so if we were going to do anything for the average mongerer (limited funds/time) then we'd have to keep our eyes open and or wits about us.

DanTheMan lived in Guadalajara for three months. Besides helping me in my business by researching the market and establishing contacts, he was charged with the additional responsibility of scoping the scene out and establishing some intel on the pussy situation so we can have an enjoyable trip. He was working on a mistress situation for me but it didn't work out.

He did both brilliantly. He is also my translator, tour guide and body guard. I am his monger mentor, a sort of father figure. (But this guy gets more ass than anyone I know, I learned a lot from him.)

DanTheMan (hereinafter referred to as "DTM") knew that from the moment we arrived he was going to have to take charge and make sure I got from point A to Point B. I just wanted to look at the women. I was like a fucking zombie - they're everywhere, they are amazing.

We touched down on the runway with a deliberate thump at sunset after a brilliant flight and I was brimming with enthusiasm, I had a good feeling about this trip. I refused to accept leaving without boinking some prime GDL stock. Little did I know that I would fall in love completely. Little did I know how lucky I would be. I would be totally surprised. We stepped off the airplane into the muggy humid and hot Guadalajara night. I could smell the chicas over the Jet-A. All through the airport it was one heartstopper after another. Jeez I can't stop talking about these women.

DTM got the taxi, loaded the bags and off to the Serena Hotel at Antigua carretera a Zapotlanejo. This is in OLD TOWN Guadalajara. You MUST stay there and check out the historic properties. Some of these structures were constructed in the 1550's. Absolutley amazing.

The Serena Hotel is a large structure, a 2 star hotel, similar to La Villa de Zaragoza in Tijuana but a step up and two steps up from Plaza Del Arco in Monterrey. The room was a suite at $40.00. Nice big BIG bed, clean bathroom and the service was outstanding. A very unique restaurant attached to (but not part of) the hotel. Food is world class. Service outstanding and CHEAP.

Got checked in (DTM lives in an apartment next door to the hotel) and freshened up. It was about 10:00 and my idea was to take a stroll and see what kind of trouble this AlleyKat could get into on night number one.

The hotel is close to the Plaza de los Mariachis. The Mariachis hang out there (hundreds of 'em) waiting for walk up gigs. There is also a police station in the center of the action with a sentry posted oustide sporting a Mossberg 500-A shot gun and body armor. No place to take the kids, especially at that hour. Strolling Calzada Indepencia to Gigantes, we saw the clubs and a few SW's.

There is a dance club on the second floor of a building on the corner of Alvero and Indepencia right across from the Plaza de la Mariachis called "tropicalisimo" where the beer and the women are cheap. $150 p for a "bucket" of beer, $50p to have a chica join you, then you negotiate with her for service at your place. Service (according to the waiter) starts at $400.p. He said a TLN will run you about $600.p.

DTM and I strolled in, went upstairs in the elevator, took a seat, listened to the band, ordered a beer and scoped the place for chicas. Lots of ugly ones. A few eligible ones already occupied. They looked pro to me. We waited for fresh stock to arrive but the wait was turning out to be longer than either of us wanted so we decided to pass and come back some other night.

Back on the street, we walked passed a SW that looked badly worn. She propositioned us through DTM but he pointed out that the gringo with him was looking for something younger. She told him to have me wait and she would bring someone.

Now I'm no fool and when ANYONE in Mexico says "Wait here." it usually means they want you to stay put while they make some kind of escape. She quoted 200p for a "nice girl." By that time, not seeing anything interesting on the street we decided to hang and give her a chance to come good.

It was approaching midnight and the street was full of some very seedy characters. We were told by 3 different people that it was very unsafe to be walking the streets at that hour. Lots of kidnappings, shootings, robberies etc. Even a bouncer at one of the street level clubs (named Adrian, spoke Perfect English, lived in Sacramento for years, dressed in leathers and a guy I would NOT fuck with) told us to go home. Especially me. He said I was too obvious and a good target.

The fouth person to tell us this was a Guadalajara PD Officer. He and his partner were patrolling on bicycles and decided to check us (me) out. The approached us, wanted to know who we were, where we were from and what we were doing walking the streets that hour. He told us the place is very dangerous (he not wearing a vest). He patted us down for guns/drugs and cautioned us again to go home.

Two words about the cops: Nice Guys. They spoke to DTM in Spanish and to me in broken english. They were genuinely concerned. As he was going through my pockets, he handed me my wallet, all of the cash in my hip pocket, all the change; everything. No games, no fooling around. He said that many whites come there to buy drugs and they have guns, they were not taking any chances. I told him I was looking for chicas. He pointed up an alley and said "that's where they live, but I would NOT go up there if I were you, you might not make it out." Sage advice. Told him I was ExLE and we back slapped and high fived for a bit. Tough gig for these guys.

DTM and I decided to take his advice but only AFTER Country John got laid. Our SW returned with a delightful 24yr old named Lucy. No english, 5'6" about 120 lbs, B cups, shoulder length brown hair, great body, nice smile, white teeth clean fingernails etc. Very clean girl except for the tattoo across her shoulder blades that read SERGIO in olde English script like the kind they do in prison.

She wanted to go for 200p but DTM told her I was a long timer (and that I had a 10" cock after which she said she was not interested in big dicks so we had to back track on that). I told DTM that I would go 300p for the hour. She agreed, of to a hotel (50p one hour including condom and towels). The hotel was VERY clean. Very rustic. Even had a ceiling fan. Porno TV etc. Very comfortable.

Lucy undressed and her body was great. DTM told her to "take good care of me" and she said she would. (This is a nice trick, Mexican telling the girl in Spanish to take care of the gringo because he is a nice guy etc.) Large nipples crowned thos delightful B cups and she was tight and lean. Started with CBJ for about 10 minutes. Then the positions.

She knew she was with a long timer but didn't seem to mind. She told DTM that she had to be back to take care of her baby. No stretch marks on the bellie, a few on the behind but she got herself back in shape nicely after child birth. She was very good in bed. Took her time when she needed to, her favorite position was on top. She leaned back and stroked up and down slowly, I could feel her G Spot on the head of my penis and she was short stroking and moaning.

She wanted it hard in doggie. She also wanted me to slap her butt. (Lots of fun.) But glam slamming doggie wile watching that tattoo with SERGIO on it was a bit disconcerting so I rolled her over for a bit of mish before mr happy lost his focus. She broke a sweat which thrills me. I LOVE the sweet smell of the latina as she sweats during sex. A fabulous sensation. Sorry Sergio, nothing personal.

She had a very well controlled pussy. Something American women could learn from. She would grab and pull with it (Like Alicia de Monterrey). After about 40 minutes, I felt the pop on the way.

She sensed I was about to pop and REALLY started to work the snapper. It's a cool chica that does this. Maximizes the sensation. I popped BIG time. Every ounce of energy went into blowing the load. I collapsed on the bed, shivering. She was quite amused. I told her (in sign language) that she was responsible for that. She had this proud look on her face like she did me right. She did.

I told her that we still had time and I wanted to lay next to her and cuddle - again using sign language. I muttered something like ¿Abrazo diez minutos? and she said OK. So we lay in bed, me stroking her very nice young body and her resting her head on my chest. Ten minutes later, she slowly got up and went to the shower. I watched her clean up and jeez, these women. For a 300p lay, she was as good as anyone you will find in the Alley in TJ in looks and performance (except my Diana de Culiacan).

Turns out that DTM got laid at the same time but I didn't get to see the girl and he was a nopop. He complained that she just was not into it.

We trecked back to the hotel and went into a little tittie bar close by the hotel for a "night cap." and that is when my life changed.

Not unlike the 2-bit tittie bars in the Zona, the place was small, cramped with a postage stamp dance floor and a brass pole to wrap pussy around. Our beers were a buck and beers for the girl were 7. It was past midnight, we had a long day but pussy control had us firmly in her grip. Feeling quite safe after my 1pop I decided it was safe to have a beer or two when seemingly out of nowhere I had this (bottle) blonde bombshell land on my lap, (can't remember her name but she had a fish net body suit on with NOTHING under. She was a tiny bit chunky but on a normal night I'd do her in a heartbeat.

DTM had a delightful creature decend upon him as well. Classic latina looks, short, curly long black hair, braces, beautiful titties big lips etc. Very fuckable. When she got to know us she told DTM that she worked at AB in TJ under the name Claudia and left about a year ago. I'll try to locate her picture because I would recognize her if I saw her.

Time was rushing by and the beer tab had HATE written all over it so DTM and I decided to cut it short. Lots of touchy feely with the girls though. Claudia had her top down so DTM could fondle those lovely titties. Looked like she was making a deal with him. Just then the music started pounding and the lovely ***** took to the stage. My heart almost stopped. A perfect 10. (OK, deduct .005 for the little titties) but a PERFECT 10. She danced and my heart climbed to my throat. I gawked at her and placed my hand over my heart (they like that). It seemed as though she ignored me though, like al the attention didn't mean anything. I wondered why.

When she was done, she walked off the stage and I wanted to wait to see her emerge from the back room so I could kneel at her feet. She came out, walked by and scratched the back of my neck with her long fingernails. Then took a beer at the bar and talked with the manager. By this time I am almost insane. Claudia told DTM that she was "out of bounds" and "hands off" because she was private stock. The girfriend of the owner and a non pro. She dances for him, that's it but she will sit for drinks.

Upon hearing the news I announced to DTM that it was time to go (almost 2AM at that point - a very long day). No sooner did I have the words out of my mouth when the blonde split. No goodbye, no rub on the penis no nothing. Hard as a whores heart. Very bad attitude. I would not have her again.

When it was time to pay the bill, the fucking credit card machine would not work and I was staring down the business end of an $80.00 bar tab, and some very concerned waiters were watching closely. I had no cash, no availability in my ATM and now no credit card access. You'll love this.

DTM asked if he could borrow their telephone line for an internet connection and when they said OK, he left me as collateral and went to his room to get his laptop. When he returned, I logged on to Wells Fargo and transferred $$ from the church account to my personal account. Then, I had to run to the 7-11 and WD the cash to pay the bill. We didn;t get out of there until 3AM. Unbelievable but true. Very interesting doing this on the bar. I just sang Sinatra and worked through it. Only Country John. Only in GDL.

While waiting for DTM to return with his laptop, I befriended a little blonde number sitting all alone next to the bar. Another Claudia. Very white and VERY sexy. Tight bod and she knows how to use it. Somewhat petite but built for speed. Very sexy lady, about 22 yrs old and very willing to go. I was working my AlleyKat charm on her when DTM returned with the laptop.

While transferring the funds, DTM took a liking to her and she to him. I had DTM ask about ***** only to learn that it was true she is "hands off", doesn't go with anyone and has a personal driver to take her home after the gig. Strictly non pro.

Bar tab paid, Sinatra numbers done, DTM and I left. DTM had a solid connection with little Claudia and the deal was they'd hook up perhaps tomorrow. She REALLY likes DTM. A real connection. DTM is learning the ways of the AlleyKat, an excellent student. I was still smarting for *****.

Back at the hotel my bed was beckoning me and when I hit the pillow, the last thing I remember was seeing *****. So close but yet so far, for now that is. I was also still thinking about the fabulous Alicia de Monterrey. What a week it has been so far. It could only get better.

Wednesday was filled with meetings and gawking at the beautiful women of Guadalajara. I just can't say enough about them. On every corner, in every shop, in every office. Beautiful women. The streets of old town Guadalajara were alive. The noise level is very high. Busses everywhere. You have to shout on the sidewalk to have a conversation. The parks in front of the historic buildings were filled with vendors, students, and lovers of all ages embraced and kissing. What a place. Amazing.

Wednesday night found us back at the "tropicalisimo" dance hall. Some of the chicas we saw there looked good so a return visit was in order. We got there around 9PM so it was WAY too early. We took a stroll and ended up back there at about 11PM. Same story. There were a few nice looking girls there but they were already seated. No quick action here. You have to arrive early and stay late. Neither of us had the time.

Just as we were leaving, DTM got a call on his cel. Turns out the blonde Claudia was up for a party. DTM asked her to pick up a friend and meet us at 7-11, next to the hotel. She was game and we were ON.

We trecked back to 7-11 and waited for what seemed to be an eternity but was only about 10 minutes when Claudia pulled up in her little red Chevy -alone.

Turns out she could not get her "cousin" (the bottle blond from the other night) to join us as she was not feeling well. Just as well, I had bad vibes from her and I remembered how she behaved the last time I bounced her on my lap. She wanted 1000p for an hour anyway. Claudia wanted some beer and she wanted some of DTM for 500p. DTM was in no position to refuse. She was looking good man. Real good.

DTM's apartment is not appropriate accomodations to do a latina beauty in grand style so being Country John, the AlleyKat, I offered my room and a grateful DTM took the keys, took the girl and I said I'd meet him at the ******* when he was done. Off I went to the ******* for a few beers and to wait to see a silly grin on DTM when he came in to get me. It was around midnight and I had some sleep so I was OK and I knew DTM would be OK too. Claudia would fuck the shit out of him to be sure.

I arrived at the ******* and was immediately greeted by the manager and waiters. Turns out they are all big Sinatra fans. I told them I was just hrere for a few beers to wait for DTM. They sat me close to the bar, dropped two beers and I was settling in for an hour or so of girl watching and beer drinking. I was the ONLY gringo in the place, but the manager spoke english (as did the bouncer, a real nice guy).

I took a drink of XX Lauger and when I looked up, my heart almost stopped. The fabulous ***** came over to my table and sat down and looked right into my soul with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. She placed her hand on my knee and said "¿cerveza para mí?" I'll never forget it. I ordered two for her, just to keep her in front of me for a while.

Now I'm thinking that I'd better be good because the manager and bouncer were watching her closely. I needed an ashtry, she snapped her fingers, ashtry appears. I needed more napkins, she snaps her fingers, more napkins appear. Magic. She was running the show. No doubt about it and their job was to make her happy.

She spoke no english. She didn't have to. The manager was filling in for DTM as my translator so I was limited as to what I could say. I didn't want to come on too strong. Next thing I know, it's 5 beers later and she is now sitting on ly lap when DTM appears with this huge grin.

Claudia had fucked the stars right out of the sky. DTM likes 'em hearty but this spinner stole his heart. Sounds like she was a real pro. DTM was satisfied, just the way it should be. He needs to learn to CLEAN UP THE FUCKING ROOM WHEN HE'S DONE!!!!!!

DTM sat down next to me and *****. I had him tell her that she is the most beautiful creature I ever laid eyes on. She leaned over and talked to him in Spanish then she wispered in my ear "My name is ***** and I am 19 years old." in English. I almost collapsed. She was perfect. A perfect face, a perfect body and a little tipsy. She kept repeating that and trying to improve her English. I wrote the alphabet out on a napkin and taught her the english pronunciations. We were having a blast man. DTM told her I was ExLE because she made a comment about my clean-cut looks.

When she found this out, she jumpped up from my lap and ran to the dressing room. I was about to choke the shit out of DTM when he told me she went to change for her next dance. I calmed down a bit and when she emerged for her dance, she was wearing a plastic skin tight mini police uniform. FUCK MAN. FUCK!!!

Aftet her dance, she promptly returned to her place on my lap. I was, well, what can I say. I told her I wanted to take her picture. She said it was OK with her if it was OK with the manager. I talked to him and he said if it was OK with her, it was OK. My plan was to return the next evening for pics if it worked out.

I said no way am I walking away from this delightful creature. We laughed, drank and fondled (manager looking on) until about 4:30. I had to go to the restroom to drain the main vein and as I was getting up I said to DTM "I must have her." in a wishful sort of way. I then proceed to walk directly and completely into the womens dressing room.

The next thing I saw was ***** walking in and taking me by the arm out of the dressing room and leading me to the mens room. Before I went in she gave me a big hug and a wet kiss. I was spinning. Big time.

I got back to the table and she was GONE. I was heart sick. The place closes at 5AM so I had another 1/2 hour coming to me. WHERE IS SHE????

DTM saw I was stressing big time. He had caught the eye of another chica in the club who was already sitting with him. She was very cool.

DTM got up, walked over to me and said the following words: "I have some good news for you my friend. ***** wants to meet you at the hotel but you have to leave now. She is the girlfriend of the owner and doesn't go with guys but she wants to go with you. She is changing and will meet us there at 5:30. Leave now so there is no suspicion, she will get into a lot of trouble if anyone finds out. This is her first pro session and she is thinking about going pro to make more money."

Well, the world stopped spinning for a while. I was to have her. 1000p. All to myself. First time pro gig for her. Could this be real?

I RAN back to the hotel (1 block away) and settled in the restaurant with DTM making sure nothing happend to me. I watched the clock. 5:30 came. A taxi pulled up, waited then left. No one gets out. 5:40 comes, the same taxi. The driver gets out, walks to the rear passenger door, opens it and out steps the fabulous *****. Looking as beautiful as could be. I could tell she was nervous and having a blunt conversation with the taxi driver.

The taxi driver was hired by the club owner to ensure that she goes straight home after the gig. I gave him 100p and she gave him 100p to wait (and keep his mouth shut). She gave him a story to tell the BF when he calls him. He agreed to keep it hush hush and parked his cab. Me and ***** walked through the lobby, DTM in tow and to the room where DTM kept her occupied with light conversation until I cleaned up HIS FUCKING MESS from the night before.

Laptop booted up with my translation program, I bid DTM adieu and had a brief conversation with her via my laptop. She is a beautiful girl. I could write volumes about her.

We moved to the bedroom and I undressed her. Her 19 year old body glowed as the sun was stealing the last bit of darkness from the room. Already you could hear the hustle and bustle of activity on the street below but for me, it was all about her. Her lips were sweet and her skin was soft.

She looked like and angel as she lay on the bed. I began by kissing every inch of her body. From her feet to her forehead. All sweet and delicious. I then began to eat away at the most fabulous shaved pussy anyone could ask for. She had multi pops that were genuine. I could feel the contractions in her abdomin. After she rolled me over ond mounted on top. I could tell she was inexperienced. Very little attention to foreplay. (She'll have to straighten that up if she turns pro) but none was needed. I wanted to fuck her.

Her pussy was tight and well controlled. She leaned into and back (like riding the mechanical bull) and I penetrated her deeply. Slow and easy, taking our time. The condom being the only barrier and I hated it because I could only imagine what it would be like doing her BB.

First pop is about 40 minutes. I filled the condom and she enjoyed the warm spirt of sperm in her vagina even feeling it through the condom. By this time she was moist with sweat and I kissed her forehead and lips while she lay on my chest. But she did not want to go.

After about 15 minutes of embracing and kissing her, the old feller started to re-emerge and she looked surprised. We ran out to the computer and she said that she had a wonderful time and wanted to do it again. I said "Right now?" She said "Si." Now I could write 100 paragraphs more but I think you get the picture.

She went to the bathroom, washed her pussy real good and slipped back into bed with me. We're going on 1-1/2 hours now and I knew that even if a 2pop was going to happen it would take at least another hour. She turned on, I turned on and a repeat performance from start to finish ending in a 2pop. Country John felt like he had arrived.

It was pushing 9AM by the time she slid out of bed. I took a shower with her and watched as she covered that beautiful glowing body. It was bitter sweet. Knowing I had done a first timer and that she was a beautiful 19 year old princess born and raised in Guadalajara was just toomuch for this AlleyKat to digest. I told her (via my trusty laptop) that I want to see her again, maybe take her to dinner but she pointed out that it was very risky for her and me. Things woud be very hard for her if she got caught. I slipped 1000p into her back pocket and walked her downstairs where her driver was being a bit impatient, checking his watch etc. He promptly wisked her away. Session over.

DTM was patiently waiting too - for the details. I wept like a bitch over breakfast, painfully recounting the details. Her soft skin, her pouty lips, her deep brown eyes that saw right through me, her creamy thighs, her smell, her taste. I was one fucked up hombre. He knew it. It always happens to me. (DTM is getting sick of it.)

Got some sleep before our 5PM meeting and freshened up for my last night in GDL. I was spending it at the *******. No two ways about it. Country John was going to buy her beer and claim her on his lap for the evening and get some pictures with her consent - in the club!! Very exciting. After our meetings (ending at 11:30PM) I, dressed in my suit and looking fine crept my way down the block to the *******. Warmly greeted and promptly seated I took my position in front of the stage where ***** was about to dance. I looked on with amazement at this beautiful creature. Camera in hand. I was informed by the manager that I could not take pictures until after closing. OK. Fine. All I wanted was ***** on my lap drinking beer.

She could move and tease. She spun around the pole Her neon orange thong and bra glowed under the black lights of the stage. Removing her top and looking my way, she smiled at me. She then tossed her top to me (which I still have in my office nicely sealed with her smell) and I motioned her over to the table when she was finished with her dance.

She promptly arrived, assumed the position and DTM and I enjoyed the evening filled with hugs, kissed, English lessons and the look between us of a fabulous session the morning before. She again told DTM to tell me to NOT user her name or her images on the internet, nor the name of the club. I promised I would not.

Time slipped by too fast. Before I knew it it was time to go but not before taking some pictures of this princess in uniform on stage in the club. Probably a first in the mongering world in Mexico where they are very protective and very aware of camera phones etc. I got some great shots. JTull2 loved them.

With all the pictures I could take, it was finally time to leave. I embraced ***** for the last time, all choked up and eyes filled like a fool. I would miss her. She knew it. It was Friday morning and I had a plane to catch back to the USA at 11:30. It was 6AM - fuck sleep.

I finally let her go and was making my way to the door with no sign of DTM, I decided to wait outside, I couldn't bear to look at ***** again. I'd stay in GDL if I did.

DTM emerged from the club full of lipstick. Everywhere. He looked like Bozo the clown. Then he did something amazing. He leaned into me and said these words: "***** wants to see you at the hotel before you leave. She wants you to take some pictures in her uniform in your room. She will bring it with her and meet you in 15 minutes in the hotel restaurant. But this time she wants 1200p. Well, our last session worked out great for a bargain and I would NOT BE DENIED another sesson with *****.

I bounced back to the hotel, told DTM to have a cab standing by at the appointed hour to get me to the airport on time, got back to the room and threw my stuff in the suitcase and ran downstairs to meet ***** who was just arriving and bribing the driver again. He was giving her a hard time this time so an little arguement ensued. No matter. ***** would have her way and I would have ***** again.

***** was as delightful as the previous session. A repeat performance against time. I 1popped in about 40 minutes and we lay next to each other and wept for about 30 minutes. She did not want to leave, neither did I. I snapped a bunch of pics (no nudes). Got her showered and dressed and we embraced in the hotel room like two kids. She openly wept and told me "I love you" in very bad english. Ripped my heart right out of my chest. I get all choked up recounting it. Me a 48 year old fart.

Here is this 19 year old princess, knowing I was catching a plane, maybe never to return, in tears in my arms. What is this AlleyKat to do?

I gave her a bottle of my aftershave and told her to open it once in a while to remember me. She clutched it like a prized posession and wept as I walked her to her cab. Another long embrace and kiss. She was gone. I was running late for my flight.

DTM did a fantastic job getting me to the airport and on the plane. He was flying to TJ the next day where we would meet up for AlleyKat in the Zona and hook up with JTull for the infamous tour.

On the way back, I booted up my trusted laptop and gazed at the wonderful princess *****. My heart was heavy, my eyes filled up again and I wept quietly to myself thinking that this girl is too beautiful to go pro. She has so many years ahead. The pro road can turn her heart and she is standing on the threshold.

DTM has her number and calls her on my behalf to see how she is doing. She still works at the club but does not go with any men. (This according to her and verified by Claudia.)

Someday I will return to GDL. I might fly her to TJ for a weekend. I don't know. This mongering experience changed me somehow. I'll never forget her.

Be safe *****. I miss you.

Country John

Loved your report. Thanks, man.

"I logged on to Wells Fargo and transferred $$ from the church account to my personal account."
The church account? Are you a preacher/pastor/deacon? If so you are my hero, way to put those tithes to good use !!

I worship the LATINA. The Goddess who is un-named.

When the collection plate comes around, be VERY generous. Got to drive out the evil spirits!!

Nawww, I'm none of the above. the "church"account is the "house" account. I keep my mongering money separate so those Mexico ATM transactions don't show up on the account everyone sees.

Sorry if I disappointed you mate. I'll buy you a beer if we hook up in TJ!

Be Safe and Be Nice
Country John