After reading some of the quality fiction on the Bullshitwinkle thread from many of the members I figured I would start a continuing saga where anyone can pick up from the point the last poster left off so some of the folks here could flex their storymaking skills.Maybe we can make quite a yarn or two out of this.On the next post is my start of the story.Feel free to continue it on.

After doing my share in helping my friends(some old and some new) finish off way too many buckets of beer I half walked/half staggered my way from La Tropa up Coahulia trying to decide where I was going to head to next.A particularly scrungy looking beggar followed me from near Al Capone's to the corner of constitution with outstretched hand continually slurring out "blub blub blub blub blub"I'm not sure what this one's trip is and I ignored him and he gave up on me as I cut across constitution.I considered going to Adelitas's but knew it would be way too hot,smokey and crowded for my taste.I cut a left up the sidewalk towards the alley through a small gauntlet of sleevetugging streetgirls,overzealous bar touts,hopeful shoeshine providers and a couple of more street folk looking for handouts.They were more aggressive than usual.They seemed to be hoping that my staggering state would make me an easier sell than normal.

At the corner of the alley I glanced across at the najera crowd thinking about how nice a cheap bbbj would feel about now.On seeing me look the Najera sidewalk lineup perked up with three waving furiously at me wanting me to cross and take them up on their offers.Even in my intoxicated state this lineup looked far too scary so I continued on down the alley.There were some nice looking streetgirls in the mix of the sleevetuggers and I stopped to talk to three of them as I walked up the alley.None wanted to go to my room at Cascadas and one of them was even trying to get $30 sexo only so passed on their charms.I had a Cascadas Jacuzzi suite and I wanted to get as much use out of it as I could.Besides I had left the airconditioning switch on and I was in no mood for sweating it out in one of the nasty ass streetgirl hotels.
I ducked into Bar Miami and it, as I expected ,was hopping on this friday night.Most of the ladies were out on the dancefloor except a few of the plumper ones so I headed across to the Hong Kong.This place was busy but a waiter was on me in a second and about a minute later I was enjoying a fairly cold Sol.Except for a couple of solo empty seats at the bar and a few more at the stage there was no place to sit and chat up a chica.No wonder I prefer to spend weeknights in zona.I was standing in the back near the stairs when the dance ticket girl comes up to me and asks me if I would like to buy a dance from fiery looking little titty queen at the bar near the stage area.I told her no but that I would buy her a drink and maybe later get a dance.The ticket girl waved this little cutey over and whispered in her ear."Un cerveza por mi?" were the first words this little slice of chi chi heaven spoke to me.I shook my head yes and we looked around for a place to sit,talk and drink.It didn't look promising for a place to sit so she grabbed my hand and headed up the stairs to the loft area on the Hong Kong.She threw a napkin hitting a waiter on his head to get his attention as she needed her drink.soon after we sat there enjoying two freshly opened SOL's.

To be continued......Maybe