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Last week I went to Tijuana twice.
The first time was Saturday… the Saturday before last. I quickly found myself fucking a lovely young-looking and extremely petite hottie who had just arrived that day from Mexico City. She said she was 21. Sure, baby…. whatever you say!
After that I walked down Revolución. Partook in a stimulating and totally non-sexual massage at VivaMex. Had a nice meal at the Hotel Nelson restaurant… the Combinación Mexicana is yummy and goes well with a Margarita or two or three or five.
Then back to Zona Norte for more fucking. This time a 19-year-old with lush supple tits. I fucked this whoregirl on a previous trip and had been looking forward to doing her again.
Outside Adelita Bar in TJ's Zona Norte
Always safe sex, always using a condom. I am not fucking stupid. One reason I am especially careful is that I’m only a level 5 or 6 Tijuana Whore-Mongerer. Some of these guys, by contrast, are up there at levels 8 and 9 and 10.
Anyway back to it…
I was only slightly worn out after the two fuck sessions and the one massage session and the scrumptious meal and tasty Margaritas. And it was still early. Real early- like 7PM! I have over-optimized this whole hedonistic process!!! Got all the pleasure I came for and the sun hadn’t even gone down yet!
So I stumble toward Hong Kong Bar. And there I realized that Hong Kong Bar was not only the finest strip club in North America– hands down– but that I had found a new religion: The dragon was my god, and the Hong Kong fuckbar was my temple.
