Chapter 15

Alex got out of the cab in front of La Casa de Los Angeles and paid the driver a dollar for the six-block ride. It was a time-honored Tijuana price for a ride to any casa de putas in the city.

Outside it looked dark. Boards blocked the windows and only an occasional chink let light creep out into the darkness.

He walked up to the door, and, only when he was inches away and it swung open apparently of its own volition, did he realize that there was a man's dark shadow behind the screen and that he was looking into a room of almost total darkness.

Along one wall were couches. Backless beds, really, covered with nondescript flowered material that he couldn't see clearly.

On the other wall were a couple of chairs. "Pase, senor," the doorman said. He slammed the screen behind Alex.

He followed the room to its end where he pushed-aside a blanket that served as a door. The heat in the room rushed out at him and poured over his body. There was something about the heat, it came from the packed, sweaty bodies. It carried with it the hot musky odor of women and the sour, rancid smell of meets sweat and semen.

A red light bulb hung naked from the ceiling, casting a dimly weird glow over the entire room. It was early yet and a weekday night, besides. Mostly the room held women. Alex counted eight lounging around talking and laughing.

There were two sailors, nervously negotiating with a couple of old pros who had recognized their youth and inexperience when they walked in the door.

Alex knew that as soon as the prostitutes had the bell- bottoms behind closed doors they'd somehow wheedle more than the agreed price out of them.

He shrugged. It was none of his business. The kids would just have to learn the facts of life the hard way.

He turned his attention to the women scattered around the room. It took only a glance to confirm the fact that neither Fran nor Renee were here. He had that much immediate reassurance.

One of the prostitutes, a lush blonde with heavy breasts that jiggled through the thin fabric of her blouse, got up and walked over to him. "You have a cigarettes"

Awkwardly, Alex dug out a pack and a match. The whore was standing so close to him, her tits were burning hot holes in his chest. He gave her the cigarette and lighted it.

"Gracias." She jerked her head, flopping her hair over her shoulder. Alex, looking closer, could see the black roots under her bleach job. "You want to go in back?" she asked.

"Sure."

"Bueno." She patted his crotch and said something in fast Spanish before turning and leading him down the hall.

She had a nice ass. Big, but artfully designed, Alex thought, walking along behind her. Her tight, red skirt that ended above the knees made it apparent she probably wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

She stopped at a grubby, windowless door with the paint starting to crack and peel, and rapped softly.

There was no answer and she said, "Okay," and pushed the door open to let Alex walk in first. She reached to one wall and flipped a switch, turning the light on.

Winking at Alex, she shut the door behind them and latched it with a five-and-dime bolt before walking across the room into a tiny bathroom and pulling the string that turned the light on. Then she turned the overhead light off.

"Bueno?" she asked.

"Good!" Alex said.

She began undressing and when she was down to her skirt, slid it down over gently swelling hips to prove Alex was right about the panties.

He gaped, though, when he saw her crotch. She was as naked as a baby girl. She knelt on the edge of the bed and put her arms around his neck. "Now you get undressed, si?"

"Yes!" Alex let his hand wander down her belly, quivering at the vast expanse of smooth skin just slightly prickly, like a beard that had a couple of hours growth.

Suddenly his fingers touched something slippery, rubbery. Different in texture from the skin. Hastily he drew his arm back, his fingers starting to feel the fire running through them.

"Why you stop?"

"Uh, I'd better get undressed, first." Alex started to unbutton his shirt. "Would you like another cigarette?"

"Ahora?"

"Why not?"

The girl looked puzzled and then laughed. "Si. There is not macho business. Porque, no?"

Alex lighted it for her and finished undressing before sitting down on the bed.

Wrapping her arms around him, the bleached blonde slid on top of him, pressing her tits against his stomach and rubbing his cock with her stomach. She put her lips against his chest and tattooed him with lipstick marks.

Alex reached down and filled his hands with her breasts. They were even bigger and more resilient than he had imagined. He began squeezing them and the girl wiggled her body against his prick. It was up straight and hard and it dug into her. She knew it was there, knew what she was doing.

Deftly she slid down and began kissing it, slobbering on it noisily. She had turned and her butt was a gleaming pair of crescents near his face.

He put his hand out and caught her thigh and gently began to draw her to him until her legs straddled his head and he was looking straight up into that beautiful pink, naked cunt.

With his tongue, Alex began to stroke her thighs, even the swell of her buttocks, dodging tantalizingly around the object of his attention. His actions caused the girl to become more demanding as she gnawed on his erect cock, stroked it with her lips, licked it with her tongue. Her cool fingers fondled his balls, stirring Alex to a frenzy.

Pressing his face into her soft crotch he seized the naked clitoris in his teeth and yanked and then sucked in, until he was collapsing her insides, taking the hot air from her passage to fill his body.

She squealed and quivered and when Alex tried to let go, her ass followed him down to the bed.

She was going wild on his cock. Alex's hips were pounding it into her mouth and she was riding his prick with her lips as if her life depended on it.

But her crotch and thighs engulfed his face and Alex felt like he was smothering. He tried to shove her off. But she wouldn't go. She kept forcing herself down on him.

In desperation, he opened his mouth and sank his teeth into her juicy cunt.

She squealed and lifted slightly. Alex thought he was getting free, and then she wiggled her cunt frantically over his mouth, kissing his lips with her wet nether lips.