Spending an empty weekend in Houston I went cruising the Galleria. I stopped to get some lunch at the food court and a Hispanic guy started up a conversation. I wasn't in a hurry about anything so we kept on talking, he moved and sat across from me. After a while he asked me where I was staying and I told him I was just down the street at the Double Tree Inn. We went back to my hotel and we fucked. We fucked until we couldn't fuck any more. We spent the rest of the weekend together, took in a movie at the IPIC, had dinner at a Vietnamese place, and we went back to fuck some more.

I have never made it back to Houston.