Quick Visit

I usually only hit TJ when I'm in San Diego for the Comicon but business took me to S.D. again so for the second time in a little more than three months, I went, this time alone. I prefer being with a buddy to help navigate the way in and out of Mexico and to have someone to talk to between sessions with the ladies but I got there and back on my own quite well. I took an Uber from S.D. to the border and my driver, who knew where I was heading, said he envied me. I reached the Zona Shuttle with ease and the guy took me straight to the club.

HK was loud and a bit rowdy when I got there about 3 PM. There was a posse of guys who were noisy and seriously drunk and the meseros had to step in and stop them from getting too handsy with the ladies without tipping. For a few minutes there, it looked like a fight was going to break out so I moved my seat. But things calmed down after a while.

I only had the energy in me for one session with a pretty lady so I took my time making my selection. I chatted with and tipped a couple who spoke decent English. Then I saw Angelique and knew that if she gave the right answer to the question I ask every lady I'm thinking of taking upstairs, we were going upstairs. The question is "Any tattoos"? and the right answer is "None". I hate 'em and it's getting harder and harder to find women without them. Angelique had no writing or drawing on he lovely dark skin.