I met her in a sleazy bar in Juarez. God, the place was a dive, one of those places you only go when you’re on a major drunk-out with your posse and aren’t going to feel satisfied until you’ve hit all the seedy little back street joints that promise the hottest action and the greatest [...]
South Of The Border
July 14, 2008
Birthday Girl
July 11, 2008
I knew she was annoyed with me. The only question was ‘how annoyed?’ I tried to put it out of my mind, but it’s not so easy. Such questions always cause massive lesions in the flow of my functionality. But then, so does everything else where she is concerned. All it takes is one look [...]
