Viva Mexico

I came across a trove of old photos cleaning out my junk room. Yes I have one of ‘those’ rooms. I call it ‘fight club room’ because what’s the first rule of Fight Club? Right. You don’t talk about it. It’s supposed to be a media room and we were all excited about doing a home theater when we bought the place but being just 2 of us in 3600 sq feet we don’t NEED a media room. Our living room is plenty cozy, has a uuuuuge TV and is right next to the fridge so why spend the money to trick out a media room? We moved from the North East where we had an attic and a basement to Texas where we have neither so all that ‘stuff’ needs to go someplace. Aaaaanyway while looking for something for my son, I came across my HS scrapbook. Included was a news article on our junior year Spanish Club trip to Mexico City which made me think of…

Emilio

Ay de mi, era un chico mas guapo! OK folks this is why you don’t let 16 year-olds go to Mexico haha. Yes it was a school trip and yes there were chaperones. Feh. Like that put a cramp in my style. I had an amazing time and it started my life-long love affair with Mexico. Among other things, the catcalls of ‘Ay flaca!’ and the pinches were an odd combination of annoying and flattering. Early in the trip they had a dance with some kids from a local HS. It was a nicer private school and that’s where I met him. Talk about dreamy, his eyes! We found each other pretty quickly and then they joined us for an outing to a bullfight. He kissed me in a quiet corner of the stadium.

We made plans. I snuck out after curfew and met him. He had a car, or at least access to one. We went to a club and danced and drank. Later in the car we made out. I would totally have let him go all the way had he tried but he didn’t. We did go pretty far, he fingered me and I jerked him off but he never tried to fuck me.

We exchanged addresses and wrote for a while but that dried up. He called my parent’s house some years later looking for me, he was in the US. At that point I was married with a kid so, no. That didn’t happen. Of course I Googled him and with only minor effort found him. He’s doing well it appears. No I didn’t try to contact him nor will I.