The difference between a fairy tail, and a sea story is that one starts out with “Once upon a time…” and the other starts out with, “Now this ain’t no bullshit… The story I’m about to tell you is true, and as close in detail as I can remember it. It has been a very long time since I too went in search of the imfamous Donkey Show in Tiajuana, Mexico, or crossed the border, to watch a Jackass, mule, burro, donkey, pony put it to some fucked up/sleazy, down on her luck/dirty/poor/low life/worn out/wretch of a puta/whore/slut/stretched out cum guzzling woman, as the rumor at that time went. Of course like every sailor who crosses the border from San Diego, California down into Tiajuana, Mexico, I was at first just interested in dipping my own wick in some of that young slick ready, south of the border pussy to care too much about some old over the hill scum hag putting out for animals in front of a crowd now that her cunt was so worn out from human cock that it took me several weekends before I even tried looking. But once started I was diligent to the utmost.

Don’t let the fact that just because it was Mexico, and a border town at that, that the city of Tiajuana, Mexico is small, by any means. It’s huge in land area, if not piled high with tall skyscrapers, and is one hell of a stretch of the legs to walk around in, and not in the most scenic, or fragrant of atmosphere’s either, as other than those places that bow to the tourist, and sailor trade, the areas around town for the most part are three times worse than any slum here in America because of the transits waiting to sneak across our border anyway they can to find jobs and a good home over here.

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        The take over of Hetero Dyn Inc. by an African consortium had gone smoothly. At least so far. As Gary often told his wife Stacey at every breakfast before heading off to work these days.

“I’m pretty much in limbo,” the youthful 30 year old brown hair, blue eyed executive explained further, “they can’t pension me off because I’m too young, and they’re still unsure of which lower echelon personel to let go altogether without toppling everything asshole over teakettle in the process.”

“So where does this leave us, honey?” Asked the five years younger svelt, yet extremely buxom strawberry blond beauty right out of a Bay Watch sequeal.

“Well, I’m not really sure,” Gary replied finishing up his breakfast, “there is a position opening up, in fact it’s a vice presidency, and I have all of the qualifications for the job, as well as the experiance.”

“Then you think you’ve got a chance?”

“I didn’t say that,” he chuckled, and not with just a touch of sarcasm either, “I told you. Most of the new upper echelon people are very dark, in fact they’re either black men, or light complected women for the most part. I’m neither black, nor a woman, as you well know. I’m just very good at my job. I’ve put out a couple of feeler’s to other companies though, just the same, in case this doesn’t pan out for us.”

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