Day 4. I have business to transact in the afternoon, but my morning is free. My plan is to walk to Cafe Orleans to check out the chicas. I enter, sit at the bar and order a cup of coffee.I look around while trying not to appear conspicuous.

I spot one the girls from Moondog's report. A brunette in a white sweater. Same brunette. Same sweater. I resist the urge to walk over and tell her I have seen her picture on the internet.

Trying to sip coffee and watch chicas at the same time is not a good idea. I spill coffee all over my hands. This brings a smile to the faces of even the hardest of the working girls in the cafe. Glad I could lighten their day.

One of the more attractive girls, Diana, comes over and introduces herself. She is still smirking. We chat for a few minutes and she writes her name & phone number on a napkin for me, just in case I want to schedule a time with her later in the week. I might just do that I tell her, halfway believing it myself.

On the street again, I catch a cab and head for Recoleta, an upscale neighborhood with lots of chica clubs. I locate and take pictures of 4 or five clubs.

Only one club is open at noon, Solid Gold. The manager sees me taking a picture, and invites me in. Drinks are only $10, and there is a two for one special.

I relax on the barstool and strike up a conversation with Sondra, the daytime bartender. She fills me in on all the clubs in the area. I decide to return that evening to check the area out for myself.

After a leisurely lunch, I return to the hotel. I phone Luz and arrange for her to spend the night with me the following night.

I transact my business and come back to the hotel to rest. About 10 I catch a cab for Recoleta. Playwomen was the first club on my list. I bought a drink for myself and a cute little brunette...total $40. I probably would have taken her home, but I was curious about other bars in the area so I excused myself and set off in search of other watering holes.

Around the corner from Solid Gold and Playwomen are several more clubs, Brut and Sodoma. Brut is a more subdued club. Only about 10 chicas and not a single guy. Drinks are $15 for guys and chicas, according to the manager who is trying to entice me to stay. I tell him that I want to see several places, and head on over to Sodoma.

Sodoma is noisey. Lots of chicas & hombres....as you might expect from a club named Sodom....The manager brings me a girl who speaks English. I apologetically tell her I prefer blondes and point out a cute blonde dancing by herself. The English speaking brunette shrugs, walks over to the blonde and before I know it she is sitting beside me. In short order, we are headed back to the hotel.

By now the hotel clerk smiles when he sees me enter with another chica. Whatever discomfort I had is gone, so I smile and wink at him. Mano a mano.

Diana was 22, with two small children. I would have never known it. Her stomach was flat, & her pechos tasted ever so sweet. Like every girl I was with in Buenos Aires, she was a GFE...lots of kissing, cuddling, and sex without rules.

Curious, I asked Diana if all of her sessions lasted 5 hours. If the guy is a creep I'm out the door in 20 minutes she told me. But if she likes the guy, well the sky is the limit. She must have liked me.

Later, when I looked at Diana's photos I had to smile...After a certain number of drinks and in a dark bar very ordinary looking girls begin to appear beautiful....

4 nights.4 trophy sessions, if not with 4 trophy lookers. But after Diana left I found myself looking forward to my date with Luz rather than remembering the date I had just completed with Diana.

Ezy,

Thanks for sharing your adventure. Your reports were well written. I look forward to reading more of your adventure. You've also wetted my appetite to visit Buenos Aires.

Ezy,

Nice report and thanks for reminding me why I fell in love with that place and bringing a smile to my face.

Moondog

Excellent report!

MMD

You wrote: "4 nights.4 trophy sessions, if not with 4 trophy lookers. But after Diana left I found myself looking forward to my date with Luz rather than remembering the date I had just completed with Diana."

I think, my friend, you have just described a medical problem that a number of us hard-core mongers seem to suffer from. It does not matter who we are with, how wonderful the experience, we are always thinking that it might have been just a little better with X, and then X disappoints us in some small way during our next session, so we go looking for Y or Z, just know that they will be better.

That is probably why we are mongers.

Humbly submitted,
Diabetic

ahhh,so I'm suffering from the "grassisalwaysgreener" syndrome....I think you are right.hehehe