Nah...I am not too embarrassed to go back into the del Rey.

I met her at the SL.
Hey, she's 20, has a b/f...good for her. I may get a conciliatory letter in the future when her money runs low...seems to work that way, don't it?
Saturday night I went to a Halloween party. The host asked me to do my palm-reading thing. My first subject was an incredibly hot half-Cherokee/half-Mexican chica, 25, perfect body and a stripper besides.

She was the only female I read the entire party.

Even so, being so close to hot Latina flesh, speaking softly in Spanish...shit.... It hurt, guys. It really hurt. I ate overpriced Mexican food today, just so I could listen to the fat Mexicana waitresses speak Spanish.
I gotta get back to C.R.! Wife Ciega decided immediately upon my return that we needed to remodel a room. The cost will equal almost to the penny what I spent on my last C.R. trip. Funny how that works.
I've gotta go now. The sadness is too much to bear. I think I'll go and again read about Paco Loco getting his ass reamed without lube by a hot Morazan Park tranny.
