I hit NL around 5:30 in the afternoon and decided to hit Herradura and cool my heals for a while. That six minute walk from the parking lot on the US side of the bridge to the club is a nice change of pace - in TJ, it takes me six minutes just to get from one side of the border point to the other.

Had a beer and watched some porn on the T.V. Not TV (tranny) porn like Milkman watches but some Euro porn, with some chick with a strap-on pounding away at some other girl's ass. Good stuff. Nothing like sitting in a puta bar watching anal sex films on the tube.

There were about 8 Mexican dudes, two very out of place American guys who looked fearful just being there and me. There were about nine working girls there as well. Very non-aggressive - only one seemed to be going from table to table, the rest just sat around. Not a high level of talent there, but one chica caught my eye, Alisia.

Claims to be 19, but has a couple of kids so who knows? She looked kind of young in the bar and actually looked younger on the street - first time I've ever seen that in Mexico! Anyways, long jet black hair, worn straight down, about 5'4", 125 lbs or so, cute face and has a large tattoo on her right arm - Japanese charactors, sorry I only know Korean Hangul and not Nipon Kanji so no clue as to what it was. Speaks no English whatsoever.

As far as price, this chick made me actually laugh. I asked how much, she said $50, I said how about $25, she said o-kay! She obviously recognized my negotiating skills and caved in immediately. Next time, I'll start the bidding at $20 and see who bites. Maybe it was a happy hour special or something.

$12 for a muy malo hotel room around the block, although the sound of a couple of squeaking bed springs as we walked down the hall added to the ambiance. You know you're in a hooker hotel when you can here the beds bouncing while you're still on the street outside.

Now, for the important part - she is not very good where it counts. Sub-par blow technique, she told me she hates sucking dick. Putas who don't want to suck rank right up there with drivers who cruise at the speed limit in the left lane - there is nothing technically wrong with it, but it really violates the spirit of the law.

So, after a short BJ, she climbed on top, we rode, I came, I washed my dick in the sink, I waved to the old lady in the next building who was looking through the open window watching me wash my dick in the sink, rolled downstairs and hit a really nice bakery two blocks over and had a post-coital sticky bun. It was about 6:30, the sun was hanging low, as was I, and it was time to hit Boystown.

That last paragraph is just so classic! I think I'm going to cry. Excello writing Catocony!