Day 3. It is 7 AM. I am wide awake trying to process the events of the past few hours.

I arrived at the hotel with Luz about midnight. Luz walked boldly over to the desk clerk and handed him her id card. The clerk smiled as he placed the card in a desk drawer.

(This would be the routine each night I brought a chica to the hotel. Adriana had assured me there would be no problem bringing chicas to most hotels if I registered for a double, which I had done. The front desk keeps the id, but does not register the girl. She picks up her id on the way out).

We go upstairs. Luz takes off her coat and looks around. She approves. With her permission, I took several pictures as she undressed. By the time she has disrobed I am ready!

The next 5 or 6 hours are a blur, as we talked, made love, talked, made love, showered together, and made love again. At dawn, she showered alone, dressed and departed after giving me one last moist kiss.

It was the times between love making that I remembered most. We were naked together, literally and figuratively. I told her my story, she told me hers. No small task, given the language barrier. Still, we connected.

Luz reminded me of a cat. Felines are docile 80 per cent of the time, preening themselves and dozing lazily. But when it is time for action, every muscle tenses as they move swiftly, rapidly toward their prey.

Luz could cuddle with me one minute, telling me about her baby,her failed relationship with her boyfriend, the business owned by her family or her strained relationship with her father. In an instant, Luz could stop talking and attack me. Evidence of her ferocity could be found all over my neck, my chest and my arms. Small bruises, reminders of her kisses.

I am suprised that I am tempted to abandon all of my plans and spend my every moment with Luz. I have a carefully planned itenerary. I've spent months planning and dreaming about going to various chica bars. And I have a date the tonight with Miriam.

Still, my night with Luz been an incredible, although we had only used 4 of the six condoms.
I decide on a compromise. See Miriam, leave some room for checking out other clubs, but leave room for at least one more night with Luz.

I have had no sleep, but I manage to get through the day. I ride the subway to one of the suburbs to transact business. I am proud of myself for mastering the subway system.

I return to the hotel and shower in preparation for my upcoming date with Miriam. She phones at 7. We agree to meet at 7:30.

She arrives. Whoa! She is beautiful. Tall, slendor, & tanned. Very outgoing, friendly girl who speaks some English.

When she disrobes I am amazed. A perfect body.I tell her I am pleased to see that she does not have implants. After viewing Moondog's photos I was convinced there were no real boobs in Buenos Aires, I tell her. She says maybe my friend just likes big tits.We laugh.

After being so completely spent just a few hours earlier I had popped a 100mg Viagra before Miriam arrived. Now, I was ready for her.

She rode me cowgirl style for long, long time. With a little help from Vitamin V I am superman, as hard as steel, capeable of going on, and on, and on.

Miram is drenced in sweat as she does her best to get me off. "I so wet. I sorry," she tells me. No problema I respond with a grin.

We talk. She tells me about her travel to the US. About her hobbies. Her classes. When she mentions school, I ask how old she is? "I 20," she responds.

I half jokingly tell her I am glad she didn't tell me her age earlier, because I wasn't sure I would have had sex with a baby.

Somewhat indignitaly, Miriam informs me that she is no baby."I show you," she concludes, as she slides down my body and takes my still stiff member in her mouth.

Miriam proceeds to give me the best BBBJ of my life. She sucked, licked, & nibbled until I felt close to a climax.

"I'm about to come" I warn her, thinking she will remove her mouth and let me finish on her chest. Not a chance. She sucked harder. I came. She swallowed, and looked at me as if to say--I told you I wasn't a baby.

Later, I would recall that I had just had a trophy session with a trophy chica...but I found myself wishing that Miriam had been Luz.