I awoke in the late morning of Day 6 with memories of Noelia still fresh in my mind. What a truly fabulous night with this young, innocent girl! But I had no time to waste – tonight was my last evening in Buenas Aires and I had already booked Lizzy from Sunday evening – she of the great drunken deep champagne kisses from a few evenings ago. I called her around 1:00 PM and told her I wanted to take her to dinner that evening. She sounded pleased over the phone and said how much she was looking forward to our evening together.

With that business taken care of, I followed what had now become my routine and headed down to the offices of the ArtSuites to talk with the owners, Lucia and Annette. Lucia in particular had proven to be a fantastic source of great tips on where to go and what to see during those daylight hours when I wasn’t getting a massage or sitting in an outdoor café near the cemetery in Recoleta. My habit had become to ask Lucia where to go. She would reply with a street corner or a park and I would go off in a taxi to that destination, where invariably I would find a great neighborhood to simply stroll around in for a few hours. Today she sent me to the Palermo district, describing it as being slightly bohemian and artistic. It was a truly delightful place – less urban than Recoleta or San Telmo, with quiet streets lined with trees and filled with the early signs on gentrification – architects’ studios, high-end design boutiques, even an internet company or two. I spent a lovely two-hour lunch flirting with a stunning waitress with long dark hair, who eventually gave me her telephone number as she smiled wickedly at me. I still have it and – who knows – maybe next trip!

And then my moment of truth arrived! As I was wandering down a side street near the central square of Palermo (I forget it’s name), I came across a house. The wooden door was huge and through a small window set within it I could see a courtyard with a fountain – tiny but enchanting. Two stories, maybe six or seven rooms in all, with a single huge tree shading the entire courtyard. And it was for sale – price $190,000 (in pesos!!) - $52,000 US!! I found myself thinking – “Shit, I’ve got $52,000 I could have wired here tomorrow!” Visions of long evenings in the boliches began filling my head. I went to the café on the corner and started to add up all the dollar-denominated revenue streams I could put together for the rest of my life – you know, pensions, IRA’s returning a conservative 4-5% taken out in cash, that kind of thing. I suddenly realized that I could put together a nice little monthly package. Now I was scared!!! Would I do it? After thinking about it for a while, I realized that it was a question I didn’t have to answer right away – but one that was well worth weighing seriously – and I continue to do so to this day!

The evening with Lizzy only made the possibility even more enticing. She showed up at the ArtSuites at 9:30 wearing an exquisite dark leather jacket, black cashmere sweater with a string of pearls, and tight but tasteful black pants with a faint white stripe. She looked fantastic!!! Chic and sexy at the same time! Off we went to Oveida, the restaurant I had gone to with my friends a few nights earlier. It’s relatively new, very chic and upscale but in a non-offensive way – basically great Spanish-inspired food served in a contemporary setting. As I walked in to the restaurant, which was full and bustling, every head in the place turned to look at Lizzy. The men were looking at her with lust, the women – most of whom were beautiful in their own right – with jealousy and envy. She looked great. We proceeded to have a wonderful meal with Lizzy and I trying out my newfound fluency in Spanish (all right, all right, I only thought I was fluent because of the wine and the girl but who the fuck cared!) I was in heaven – no, I was in Buenas Aires and it had become hard for me to tell the difference between the two.

After the meal Lizzy and I returned to the ArtSuites for a very passionate session of lovemaking. Always one to listen to my lover’s stories and fantasies, I entertained Lizzy with my mouth, my fingers, and a pocket rocket while she told me of her three lesbian love affairs. After coming two or three times herself, she proceeded to suck and fuck me bone-dry for an hour or so, all the while promising that when I returned she would bring her friend Johanna around for a three-some (now that’s one I would like to be involved in – see Day 1 for the alternative!). Around 3:00 in the morning she fell asleep in my arms. My last night in Buenas Aires – this trip, at least – was officially over – and what a night it had been!

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PJ,

Lizzy is a sweetheart. Glad you had a good time.

where do I find lizzy? i am going to buenos aires soon. thanx

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