Day Eight – Tours and E-mail

Day eight I finally figured out how to check my AOL e-mail from the internet cafes. A big thanks to the helpful folks on this board for that little accomplishment.
I spent the afternoon with Roxana on a city tour. She is a fantastic tour guide and the car was a late model four door sedan. The driver seemed a bit nervous but was great. During the tour we were walking in the Le Boca area and I was approached by five young ladies chatttering a mile a minute in Spanish. I started to say I could not understand what they were saying as one handed me a camera. I ended up taking pictures for four of the five women using four different cameras. Here I am the tourist being asked to take pictures of the locals.
The tour was complete with a demonstration ongoing in the middle of the government area. I did like the way Roxana pointed to their equivalent of the IRS main office. Using her middle finger, properly pointed, with the other fingers curled under, she explained what the place contained and her feelings for them. Seems like we Americans do not have the market cornered for a dislike of the tax man.
The tour ends like no other tour I have ever been on...we stopped in a little coffee shop for some refreshment. Only Roxana would know to take a monger to such a coffee shop. She swore me to secrecy about the surprise....trust me it was a surprise and put a smile on my face. She had coffee and I had a couple of chopps of beer. I am really liking the Argentina beer...and that is coming from a guy that is strickly Coors Light or Bud Light in the states.
The evening was wonderful. I met a fellow board member who asked to remain unknown. We had a beer and then off to Tenerio for a bite to eat. Last night the locals were out much earlier than I have seen since arriving here. At ten there was but one table available at Tenerio...but that is all we needed. Our fellow board member had just arrived today and had already found Orleans Cafe and the Horizonte Hotel. Also, he had an afternoon dupla that apparently recharged his batteries.
After dinner we headed to Madahos. The entry fee is still 25 pesos but now that includes your first drink. After finding a seat, thanks to the waiter running four ladies out of the seats, we settled in for the eye candy treat. Within a few minutes a super looking lady was sitting next to me and her friend was sitting next to my new friend. The lady next to me claimed to be 22, spoke very good English, claimed to be studying law, and said she had only been working for 15 days.
She was very affectionate and within a short time we were checking each others tonsils with DFK in the club. I still had not bought her a drink or even indicated I would. Needless to say after ten minutes of swapping spit with this lovely lass, all natural I may add, I offered to buy a drink.
The serious negotiation was initiated by yours truly. Her first offer was 300 pesos. My counter was 100. We agreed at 200. My new amigo was ahead of me and let me know his little DR spinner and he were headed to the house. My lady and I headed to Art Suites. Again in the cab she was kissing, licking, fondling, and putting a smile on this hombre´s face. Her fishnet hose were something to die for. The tight little waist and buns of steel suggests that she does take good care of her body.
Once inside the suite the affection continued. She had no problems with photographs and wanted to see each one as soon as the camera was finished recording. Getting down to serious session, she was still the dreamed of GFE. She enjoyed the Vigel and DATY and of course had no problem returning the favor. She did not seem to mind my finger wandering around her sphincter. Several positions later I decided to try for the third hole. She had no problem with it...as long as there was a tip involved.
Now folks here is a man, 57 years old, about to put his pecker in the ass of a 22 year old delightful lass. Do you think a tip is going to halt that action. Right....onward and inward. She did not mention an amount, but the session was to die for. The tender massage afterwards made giving a tip not a problem for this monger.
She left her real name, her cell number, and home number. Will I be calling her? She works weekends, lives less than five minutes from Art Suites, looks like a doll, acts like the GFE we dream of....Hell yes. This may be the only repeat of this trip. But, I will look at the pictures again today to make sure it was not the beer goggles that made her look so nice. I can safely say I have never taken an ugly woman to bed, but I have wakened to a few. I may go practice speed dialing her number.
Slept like a baby....I guess that goes without saying.
Life is fantastic in paradise.

Photos: Silvina

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>I can safely say I have never taken an ugly woman to bed, but I have wakened to a few.

That is a good one. Sounds like a great time.

Moondog

Admin: Day 08 Silvina photos have been posted and integrated into the report above.

Hey man...That silvina is very very nice. Would you hook me up?