The plane touches down at EZE airport, some 35 kilometers from downtown Buenos Aires. I deplane, find my luggage and clear customs. Elapsed time: 15 minutes.

As I enter the main terminal I am relieved to see my name on a board held high by the driver the hotel had dispatched to pick me up. When the driver, Eduardo, learns that this is my first trip to Buenos Aires, he insists on giving me a quick tour, complete with running commentary.

He drones on about the significance of parks and government buildings. "On your left is the Pink House, similar to your White House," yada, yada, yada.

I smile and nod my head, but my thoughts are not about government buildings. Visions of Lisa (not her real name) fill my head.

Lisa is one of the girls on the escorts-argentina.com web site. I have exchanged emails with Lisa for over a month. Now, at last, I will be meeting her face-to-face. That is, if the driver ever decides to deposit me at the hotel.

Lisa is one of 4 girls I emailed. I selected girls with model-like bodies and who spoke English. Three of the 4 responded to my initial note, but Lisa stood out.

She told me her rates were $200 for three hours or $600 por la noche. I assumed this was an opening gambit. Part of the negotiation process.

So I responded that I would like to see her, pero no puedo pagar $600 (I can't pay $600), especially since there are lots of girls available for $150-200USD. She will quickly submit a counter offer, I thought.Wrong.

She responded that not only could I find $200 chicas, I clould find $20 chicas listed in the classifieds of the local newspapers. But, she reminded me, you get what you pay for.

"Hmm", my inner voice said,"She's a fiesty one.Fiesty chicas are often ferocious in bed."
So I contracted with her for $200 for 3 hours.

Once the deal had been struck, we continued to email one another. Lisa told me about her family, her education, her travels, etc.

My thoughts are interrupted as Eduardo announces that we have arrived at the hotel. I pay him $32 for the fare and give him a $5 tip for the tour.

I check in hurridly. My room number is 515. Cinco Quince is the name of my favorite chica club in Quito. I smile, hoping this is a good omen.

I phone Lisa as soon as I arrive in the room. She answers on the first ring and tells me she can meet me in 30 minutes. It occurs to me that she is looking forward to meeting me as much as I am looking forward to meeting her.

I barely have time to shower and put on some fresh clothes before Lisa phones me from the lobby to tell me she has arrived. At last!

She knocks. I open the door. I try not to look as disappointed as I feel.

Lisa is, well, plain. On the web site there are numerous pictures of Lisa's body, but not her face...she is lean, with a nicely rounded ass. Her fingers are long and slender...I imagine that she has a model's face to go with a model's body.
Wrong.

Her nose is too large. Her face has an odd, almost distorted look.

No matter. I have too much time invested to back out now. But I am immediately glad that I didn't opt for the $600 session.

We talk. We share our perceptions of each other. I begin to feel less disappointed. She really is a delightful person.

Over the next 20 minutes or so I learn that she does not like the policies of the current president of Argentina and that she loves anal sex. Hmmm, as an anal virgin I am more interested in this tidbit than her take on politics.

While still talking, Lisa places her hand on my crotch. For the next 4 or so hours we make love. Sex without limits or rules. Sex with someone that I have gotten to know well over the past several months. A true GFE.

Lisa leaves at 4:30 PM. I am exhausted after an all night plane ride and 4 hours worth of love making. I doze off, waking up only to order room service, and watch CNN. By 9:30 I fall asleep again.

It would be my last full night's sleep in Buenos Aires.