Loading ...I hurry over to the commotion, which is starting to gather a small crowd. “What’s the trouble?” I ask the Mexican Beach Patrol. “They’re arresting me.” Sunshine cries. “They’re taking me to jail for taking my top off.” I can’t believe it. Sunshine, my weekend companion and sophisticated woman of Las Vegas, decides to expose her breasts in a foreign country with ultra-conservative views of public nudity, all to get an all-over suntan without any shoulder strap lines.Forget what she was thinking. What am I thinking, bringing this lovely lass to Mexico without forewarning her about the no public nudity laws. Nudity is a way of life for some topless entertainers. Anyway, one of the Mexican cops pulls out his handcuffs and moves toward Sunshine. She, in turn, jumps into my arms screaming, “Herbie, help me, I’m not going to jail.” And with this, the second cop takes his handcuffs out and approaches me. All I can imagine is the Mexican Beach Police separating Sunshine and me, discarding us into some Mexican hellhole without us ever seeing the light of day again.Before this scenario escalates
Jun 242010
I hurry over to the commotion, which is starting to gather a small crowd. “What’s the trouble?” I ask the Mexican Beach Patrol. “They’re arresting me.” Sunshine cries. “They’re taking me to jail for taking my top off.”
I can’t believe it. Sunshine, my weekend companion and sophisticated woman of Las Vegas, decides to expose her breasts in a foreign country with ultra-conservative views of public nudity, all to get an all-over suntan without any shoulder strap lines.
Forget what she was thinking. What am I thinking, bringing this lovely lass to Mexico without forewarning her about the no public nudity laws. Nudity is a way of life for some topless entertainers. Anyway, one of the Mexican cops pulls out his handcuffs and moves toward Sunshine. She, in turn, jumps into my arms screaming, “Herbie, help me, I’m not going to jail.” And with this, the second cop takes his handcuffs out and approaches me. All I can imagine is the Mexican Beach Police separating Sunshine and me, discarding us into some Mexican hellhole without us ever seeing the light of day again.
Before this scenario escalates
Jun 242010
As much as Ivy earns which I gather to be about $2000 a night, she is always broke and in need of cash which, of course, I’m ready to supply. Ivy takes full advantage of my lust. She has a recognizable pattern. She’ll kiss and hug me before asking to borrow some cash for whatever her beautiful heart desires.
Ivy knows me well enough to realize that her kisses and hugs work wonders. The next time, her familiarity is outrageous –
she doesn’t even wait for me to acknowledge her request for the few thousand dollars. She just inserts her hand directly into my pant pocket, takes out my rubber-banded currency and strips off thirty one hundred dollar bills. At least, she tells me it is thirty bills.
“Herbie, darling,” she says, “I’ll give this back to you tomorrow. I can turn this three grand into $15,000 overnight.” That raises the hair on the back of my neck because I know the only way to multiply cash that fast is through the sale of drugs. “Whoa, baby, what are you getting involved in? If it’s anything to do with drugs, I want no part of it.” Ivy looks straight into my eyes, gives me a peck on the cheek and says, “It’s cool, Herbie, I love you.” And off she disappears.
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Ivy, of course, uses the money to purchase a package of cocaine, which…