Today started out quite well as I woke up cuddled with the indomitable Julieta. But it quickly went downhill after she left.

Cecy/Kenia (Platynum/Area VIP)
This was a total disaster. I went against my own best judgment and had GodFather set me up with Kenia from AREA-VIP on short notice (mistake number one). She arrived late and didn?t have documentation/ID so she was not allowed to come up to my room. She said that she would return in 10 minutes. (I didn?t cancel on the spot ? mistake number 2) 20 minutes passes and I was about to call her to cancel when the phone rings, she has arrived ? again. (I didn?t cancel on the spot ? mistake number three) At first I say that I will go down to reception to talk to her but have second thoughts about having that conversation in public so I ask that she come up to my room. (mistake number four) I proceed to attempt to tell her that because she is an hour late that I don?t have time to spend with her today and could she come back tomorrow. She, for her part, asks me for ARS100 for her time and taxi. I don?t hand her any money but instead try to figure out why she is asking me for ARS100 when she hasn?t even done anything but show up late for an appointment. (mistake number 5) We spend the next 20 mins. with her trying to convince me that I should give her ARS100 and me trying to get her to reschedule for tomorrow. I tried calling UWPhoto to help with the translations but the phone in his room didn?t ring as far as I could tell. He may or may not have been in. Cecy seems to be getting a little upset at this point so I call to the front desk to ask for some translation assistance. (mistake number six) With the front desk clerk acting as a go between we finally work it out that I will give her money for taxi but not for her time as she was late. She is upset. I give her the money and she tells me (I think) that I shouldn?t call her again. She said that she doesn?t like to have a problem with the hotel. I told her it was no problem that I just needed some assistance in understanding her. She didn?t buy it and left with a rather hard expression on her face. I could have salvaged this situation at almost any point before the call to the front desk and probably should have ? it was only ARS100. Anyway, I have taken her off my list of girls to do.

On a side note, when Kenia first arrived I had my computer display on with her pictures from Area VIP. I asked her to sit and grabbed my electronic translator. I began to explain to her that I could not complete our transaction because she was late and I had to meet my friends. I don?t know what I said but she started to explain something to me about how the pictures on the internet are ?not the same girl??? I don?t think I really caught on to what she was saying but I did recognize that she was talking about the pictures on the internet and why she didn?t look like them. Was it the same girl? Honestly, I don?t know. It could very well have gone either way. All in all the girl who showed at my door was ok. I probably would have done her if she had arrived on time but she was a setting point below Gabriela in personality (rating probably influenced by the outcome) and looks, and several setting points below Julieta in personality but probably a little ahead in looks.


As soon as Cecy/Kenia is out the door I call Barbarella and setup a meeting with her. Barbarella asks if I am alone. I am a bit puzzled by that question but figure that she wants to know if I have a wife or gf traveling with me. I tell her that I came alone to Argentina and am single. She responds that she has a friend and wants to know if I have an amigo for her friend. Sometimes you hit luck just right. I tell her to bring her friend along and I am sure we can work something out. UWphoto shows up on time for our meeting and we get to discussing our experiences in Buenos Aires so far. He has his digital camera with him so we engage in some show and tell. We don?t realize how long we have been chatting - the phone rings. It?s GodFather. I invite him up to take a look at the hugeness that is the Diplomatic Suite. He has barely arrived and looked around when the phone rings a second time. It?s the front desk announcing the arrival of Barbarella and her friend. I am bold and ask them to send up the girls. They inform me that it?s not possible to send both only one can come to the room at a time. I explain that one is here to see me and the other to see my friend. The clerk still refuses to allow both to come up. Thinking that it would be more convincing if he actually knew that I did have another guy in the room I put GodFather on the phone. GodFather tried to convince him that one of the girls was there to see him but still no dice. I get back on the phone and tell the clerk that I will be down in a moment and to ask the girls to wait. GodFather and UWphoto collect their things and we all head to the lobby. UWphoto and GodFather both take a quick look at the girls but don?t stay even for introductions. In person Barbarella looks NOTHING like her pictures on the escort sites and I am a bit disappointed but her friend, Cindy, makes up for it. They both have ok English, unless my Spanish has improved. I explain to them that the hotel won?t let me have both girls in the room at the same time. Barbarella looks at Cindy and then suggests that I join them in their apartment. I quickly agree, but hope in the back of my mind that I won?t end up in a gutter somewhere. I ask them to wait for me as I have to get something from my room. I go back to the room, grab my ?utility? bag and return to the lobby where the three of us proceed to the two?s apartment. In the cab they insist on sitting on opposite sides of me. I think that this doesn?t forbode well for the coming interaction but what the hay, what?s commited to is commited to. Along the way I ask if this is a working apartment or do they actually live there. To my surprise they respond that they actually live there. After a moderate taxi ride we arrive at their apartment building. I don?t have enough in small bills to pay the taxi and he, of course, can?t make change for a larger bill. Cindy helps cover the tab ? she earns BIG points in my book for that alone. Their apartment is in a non-descript building that is showing it?s years. The elevator is an old style one with manually operated doors the outer ones being like regular room doors. Arriving at the apartment I am requested to wait outside as Barbarella wants to clean up as they were expecting to entertain. Cindy is left in the hall with me. She and I have as much of a conversation as we can. I make it a point to thank her for her contribution to the taxi fund. Finally, I am invited into the apartment. It?s a one room studio with a private bath. I notice that they have a laptop computer and it?s running MSN messenger. Not that I saw their screen name but I recognized the sound of messages arriving. Also both Cindy and Barbarella answered some of the messages, not that I was looking but it was just to obvious not to notice and truth be told they weren?t trying to hide it. I asked permission to take pictures and it was granted on the condition that I didn?t post them to the internet. That struck me as strange as Barbarella is plastered all over the escort sites in all her glory but then again as I said she really doesn?t look as good as her pictures. Photos ensued as well as I tired out video. They had no objections to the video camera and even put on a little show for me. The problem with the video though is the lighting. There wasn?t enough light and so I had to switch to Sony?s NIGHTSHOT mode which can capture the action in very low light conditions but everything has a green cast and the picture falls off quickly to complete darkness at the corners from the center of the screen. Did I mention there was only one bed in the room? Did I mention that there were two girls? Did I mention that they ? well, I don?t think I need to paint a picture here. I?ll leave it at saying these two girls know each other quite well. After a quick shower and before bidding the farewell I asked if they had plans for later. Barbarella said that she had another appointment but Cindy was free. I gave Cindy my cell phone number and told her she could call me later if she?d like to go out for dinner.

I hooked up with UWphoto, GodFather and KickStand at a bar near the Etoile. UWphoto was the first to arrive and I second. We order drinks and had a chat about the days activities when GodFather and finally KickStand showed. We were supposed to be waiting for UWphoto?s amiga as well as GodFather?s. They didn?t show at the appointed time nor for some time afterwards. GodFather got nervous about having so many good looking men around his amiga. LoL. So UWphoto, KickStand and I bowed out so that GodFather could spend some time alone with his amiga. The three of us went back to Puerto Madera to feast. Dinner was an experience in tastebud delights as well as being a planning session for the rest of the night. Our first stop was to be Hook in order to meet up with GodFather at midnight. We arrived at Hook and it was dead. We waited for about 20 mins and no GodFather so we figured he got sidetracked. We moved on to Solid Gold which was dead and the women ?er? unappealing except for one ? but there were three of us so once again we moved on. Next stop was Playwomen for You. There was some talent to be had but mood was subdued and the girls didn?t seem interested. After a drink or two we headed out. At Newport UWphoto found someone to his liking and jetted. Before he left I told me to give me a call if he came back out. KickStand and I debated on where to go or what to do. We decided to give this club called Closer a try. A tout took us there and after much back and forth we came to the conclusion that it was free to look. So, up the stairs we went to what turned out to be a long wide-ish hallway with a bar along one side. KickStand and I took a look at the lack of talent in the place and immediately turned around and walked out to calls of ?come back? and ?why?. KickStand called it a night and I went back to the Etoile. I didn?t stay long. Not wanting to sleep alone I ventured back to Solid Gold and chatted up the one doable that we had seen there. I bought her a drink and got out the pocket translator. It was a little rough going as it?s dark in those clubs. Anyway after a few minutes she got the idea and informed me that she was a waitress and didn?t go out but that I could choose any of the girls dancing. I looked at the stage and was almost repulsed. The waitress asked me which girl I wanted. I pointed at her. She said no, she doesn?t go out. We sat in silence a little while longer before she asked me again which girl I wanted. I smiled and pointed to her again. She laughed and said that she could not go. I made a sad face and asked for my bill. She looked surprised and asked why I wasn?t taking a girl. I told her that the one I wanted won?t go with me. She smiled and fetched my bill. I made my way to Playwomen for You but it was closed. I was stunned. What to do next? An escort? Go home alone? I was saved by the bell. My cell phone rang and it?s UWphoto on the other end. I relate to him my predicament and we decide to hook up at Hook. When I got there it was TOTALLY dead. Julieta was not there either. I waited for 20 mins and began to think that UWphoto wasn?t going to show when in he walks. We immediately head to Cattos which isn?t packed with girls but at least has a few that aren?t double baggers. I go to the little boys room and check out the talent more closely along the way. When I return UWphoto is talking to a Blond from Sao Paulo. He tells me that her English is ok and that she is ?the one? for me as the others don?t have much if any English. I am reluctant at first to take a girl that he might be interested in but UWphoto assures me that he has other prospects. My second concern was how would the girl react to being passed off. Well, UWphoto is the master. He brought me over and introduced me as his friend and the three of us started chatting, then UWphoto just drifted off to another girl. WAAA LAAA! Switch. Rafaela and I have a short discussion and decide that we need to do things together. So, I bid UWphoto and his girl a fond farewell outside the club. Back in the room I asked the usual picture question and Rafaela lit up. She wouldn?t let me stop taking pictures until I had filled the memory card in my digital camera and run through the remaining frames on the roll in my film camera. I suspect that she has had some experience in front of a camera before. She made excellent use of the Jacuzzi, bar and sitting area before making it to the bedroom. Things were done that the faint of heart shouldn?t read about, nay the faint of heart shouldn?t even think about!