Tijuana Strip Clubs: Tranny Stories
The amount of preparation was mind-boggling, for weeks I watched my wife and daughters and other friends of the family putting together the little packages of recuerdos which consisted of trinkets and tiny items to commemorate the affair – along with making table pieces and procuring food items and liquor and constructing hand-made decorations. I couldn’t imagine how large it was going to be. The event would take place on the roof of the large, five-story condominium that my son rents in the affluent hills above the Aguas Calientes section of Tijuana. A Baby Shower. For whatever reason, my wife wanted me in attendance.
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One evening, he wanted to hit this certain strip joint, and through my protests he proceeded to convince me to go with him. I hadn’t won very much money, but he had a few good payoffs that day. We went in there and sat and drank a beer, watching the stripper do her thing on the dance floor. Out of nowhere, there …