What the hell is wrong with you tonight?

One day before Henri went back to Paris, I had a chance to have a heart-to-heart talk with him. It was around 8:00 p.m. when I came back to the apartment. He happened to be there alone and asked me to have a drink downstairs. Ramon’s apartment has a big garden with a pool every tenant is allowed to share. We went to the table under the turf roof, bringing some drinks and snacks. I was wondering where he wanted to go tonight for celebrating on his last day of Playa Del Carmen. I asked, “Henri, what is your plan for tonight?”

“No, Shogo, no, I’m not going anywhere, but just want to rest.”

I was perplexed with his reply because I expected the usual crazy night adventure tonight as usual. And inquired, “Don’t you want to go out tonight? Why on earth do you want to stay here? What the hell is wrong with you tonight?”

He was laughing amiably and responded calmly, “My vacation is over, Shogo. Tomorrow I’m flying back to Paris. Yesterday was my last day of enjoyment. Now my sexual pilgrimage is over.”

“By the way, what happened last night after we left? Did you fuck those Italian girls?”

“No, I didn’t. But I fucked a Mexican girl.”

“So, your last mission was accomplished.”

“Ha-ha-ha, no, Shogo, not completely. Remember, I told you I’ve never slept with a Mayan, so my last mission in Playa Del Carmen was: get laid by a Mayan. I couldn’t do it, but I fucked a Mexican girl yesterday. As a result, my last mission was half accomplished. Well, Shogo, I enjoyed this vacation enormously and have no regrets.”

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