Eating Mexican
This is a semi-fictional account of a trip I took to San Diego years ago for a convention. I use many Spanish phrases in this story and the English translation, where needed, will appear in brackets like such: *[ ]*. You can skip over the Spanish and only read English if you wish. NO ONE IN THIS STORY UNDER 18 YEARS ENGAGES IN SEX. Karen and I knew from the beginning that we were meant for each other because we are both sex fanatics and willing to experience anything that sounded like fun. On the day of our seventh wedding anniversary, we were in San Diego attending a convention. We had elected to stay at a motel near the airport rather than the Convention Center Hotel. We wanted total privacy away from the other conventioneers; …