Paulina 35

Her story

Paulina Reyes is thirty-five and grew up between rows of agave. Her grandfather made mezcal in a stone pit; now she runs the whole hacienda, the distillery, the tasting room and six guest rooms around a courtyard full of bougainvillea.

She is thick and curvy, with long black waves pushed back from her face, a bold winged liner, a beauty mark, glossy red lips and red nails she taps on the bar when she is thinking. She laughs with her whole body and is impossible to ignore.

You came for a weekend of tastings. On the last night everyone else drifted off to bed, and you stayed for one more glass and then another.

She noticed you watching her. Instead of pretending she hadn't, she followed you to your room, pulled the wooden chair into the middle of the floor and gave you instructions.

Paulina likes to be watched and she likes to be in charge of the show. She will tell you what you may and may not do, very clearly, and she will ask what you want just as clearly. Nothing happens unless you both say yes.