A few years ago I saw a story on the news about a date rape drug called Rohypnol that was clear, odorless, and tasteless and used to treat sleeping disorders. At that time the drug was legal in the United States but since one of the side effects was temporary amnesia it had gained popularity as the date rape drug of choice and consequently is now illegal in the United States. The story grabbed my attention not only because of the scintillating video but also because I occasionally had trouble sleeping when traveling on business to Europe as a result of the large time difference.
Recently I was sent on a business trip to San Diego and during the course of that visit some of my associates who had never been to Mexico decided to cross the border to see what it was like. Since I had nothing else to do and had never been to a border town, I decided to tag along. We drove to the border crossing but were reluctant to take a company car into Mexico since it was against company policy. So we parked at one of the many pay lots at the border and walked across into Mexico.
It was obvious as we walking around that just about anything was for sell, especially cheap prescription drugs from the local pharmacies. We stopped in an outdoor café in the middle of a shopping area to grab a beer and people watch. As we drank our beers and watched people buying all sorts of clothing, blankets, knick knacks and other items, one of my associates recalled a story he saw on the news about not needing a prescription to buy prescription medicines in Mexico. He said that explained the high traffic volume into the numerous pharmacies in the area and he jokingly suggested that it would be a good time to buy some Viagra.
After a few beers I got up and went inside the café to find the restroom and relieve the pressure that was building in my bladder. Our waitress pointed me out the back of the café to a pharmacy that she said was owned by the café owner. I found the restroom and was on my way back out when I saw an American leaving with a bag full of prescription medications and walking into a Fed-ex shipping center next door. Thinking about what my friend had said earlier I asked the man behind the counter how much a box of 50 Viagra cost. They weren't cheap but then again you didn't need a prescription. As I was preparing to pay suddenly I remembered the story on Rohypnol. I asked the guy behind the counter if they had any. He brought out a box of 100 from behind the counter and just like the Viagra they were sealed in the original manufacturer's packaging with a valid expiration date. On an impulse I decided that these would be handy for my trips to Europe and I decided to purchase them as well. The cashier recommended that I ship them to my home or work address using the Fed-ex location next door rather than attempt carrying them across the border. I took his advice and shipped them home and then returned to my friends drinking in the café. Three days later my package arrived and I put 20 Viagra and 20 Rohypnol in an Aspirin container in my small shoulder travel pack for those trips to Europe.
A few weeks later I traveled on business to a conference in Miami. I planned on staying at the resort where the conference was being held during my meetings and then staying the weekend in the popular South Beach area. The topics on the afternoon of the 3rd day didn't interest me and so I decided to go to my room overlooking the beach, grab my travel pack, change, and go enjoy the beach scenery. My room was located at the far end of the hotel and as I looked out the window I was disappointed to see that the beach chairs and umbrellas were pretty deserted. Probably because it had been fairly windy and most people were at the pool area which offered more protection from the wind. Always looking on the bright side I thought, perhaps there would be enough privacy to snap some pictures of some of the Latin lovelies sunbathing topless out on the beach using my pocket digital camera. So off I went.
There were a few couples sunning on the beach, one with a what looked to be a pretty curvaceous blonde but since she was lying on her stomach at the time with her husband or boyfriend next to her, I kept moving toward the end of the beach farthest from the hotel. There was a hotel waiter also taking drink orders on the beach and working his way toward the same end of the beach. As I was approaching the end of the hotel's area of the beach, I came upon a stunning brunette, the stereotypically South American beauty you would expect to find in Miami. She was about 5'7" tall with beautiful skin and features sunning topless with what appeared to be 34c sized breasts proudly on display as she lay on her back in a tiny bikini that barely covered her curvaceous tan hips. Since the waiter was right behind me I decided to continue down the beach to see what other eye candy I might snap a picture of and then make my way back.