On my last trip to BA, I was unclear to Mayra of argentinago.com, about the details of my arrival and the remis (chauffered car) I ordered from her wasn't waiting for me at the airport. Being without a ride, I looked around and found a booth inside the terminal where you can get a taxi without having to hazard the sharks outside that might never get you to your hotel (or so I'm told). You pre-pay at this booth either 32 pesos and the rider pays the highway tolls which total about 2.5 pesos, or 35 pesos which includes the tolls. A porter takes you and your luggage to the waiting taxi. I gave the porter a peso but even with that the total is about 25 pesos less than a remis. On this trip didn't order a remis at all, and found again that the taxi worked well.

For those who want to do this the taxi booth is not among the first row of kiosks you face directly in front of you as soon as you get out past customs into the terminal. It is just beyond that row and in the center of the exit area -- hard to miss. If you go yet another 15 meters toward the doors leading outside, look left, you'll see an ATM machine (usually with 2 or 3 people in line) which I typically use to get my initial dole of pesos using my ATM card from the US.

In any event, Mayra of argentinago.com met me at the apartment she had arranged for me in Recoleta, a quite nice neighborhood in the heart of the action. I'm a block and a half from Shampoo, with Affair, Playwoman, Madaho and Solid Gold all within walking distance. Lots of good restaurants, internet cafes etc. etc. I unreservedly recommend Mayra to arrange your accomodations in BA, whether you want a hotel or apartment. She deserves all the rave reviews you'll find in the archives. Plus she speaks great English. I only wish her friend Lucilla was "on the program"... The advantage of an apartment is price. ArtSuites is US $60/day or more, and I'm paying $30. Admittedly it's not quite as nice, but completely serviceable and "chica friendly".

Mayra also arranged for a cellular phone for me on arrival. A guy was waiting, with Mayra, in the lobby of the apartment with a contract and cellphone. Mayra had even emailed the number I would get in advance of my arrival! Not only is the cellphone delivered, they also pick it up when you leave. I believe the cost is about $30 for the month, including a lot of minutes, but I'm not sure. It is really handy to have a cellphone here to keep in touch with other hombres.

Anyhow, after unpacking I walked over to restaurant Caballeriza in Recoleta and had a rack of pork ribs and a long overdue beer. Back to the apartment and when I woke up from my nap, "little me" let me know I shouldn't forget him. I found my file of printouts from Platynum and Escorts Baires and started calling. Hmmmm, I guess the arrival of summer (it was about 85 degrees and humid) has sent many of the chicas away for the weekend, because I was striking out -- getting voice mails and recordings that the called party had their phone turned off. After missing 8 times, I reached for the Clarin newspaper I had bought on my way back from lunch.

Let's see.... There were about 200 ads, including those for "adolescent", "estudiantes", and "instructora oral gymnasia". There were also preggers advertised by the number of months! I called a number and made my wishes clear (no fat chicks etc.) and was promised an arrival at my requested time an hour an a half hence.

I went down the block to the Disco supermarket, got 4 half-bottles of Chandon Extra Dry Champagne at 8 pesos each (thas' about US $2.50 each), some beers and other essentials, and went back to the apartment to wait. And wait. And wait. At 40 minutes past the appointed time, I figured I had a no show. This is not unusual as to Clarin ads but the remedy is clear: call the next in line.

This time I had a promise of a young flaquita (slim) chica who was to arrive in 20 minutes. When she showed up in 30 I was pleasantly surprised, because the price quoted by the "manager" on the phone led me to believe I might have a two-bagger at my door I'd have to send back with just taxi fare. In fact Cassandra was most doable, though, unfortunately, not of photographic quality. I assume she had quite a bit of Indian blood in her because she was relatively short, about 5' 3", with characteristic mestizo features. Nice firm medium sized hooters however and a shapely and surprisingly small round colita.

Bust out the champagne -- always a good opener -- and into the sack. No DFK asked for or volunteered, and no DATY either. Let's get right to it! Her bareback oral skills got better in proportion to the amount of champagne she drank. In a friendly way she ultimately asked me if I had a "problemo" -- because I was refusing to either finish in her mouth or reach for a condom to do the sexo. Actually I was thoroughly enjoying being greedy, just laying back and letting her take me up the mountain. Ultimately however, the thought of that sweet little butt was too much for me, and I reached for the nearest globo (condom). One of the ones she had brought was closest, but as I was putting it on, there was no doubt it was made not by Trojan but by Firestone and came with a 30,000 mile guarantee. Whip that puppy off and replaced it with the ultra-thin, ultra-sensitive ultra, ultra, and rolled her over to have at it from behind. She was only slightly wet, and incredibly tight, and remained tight even after some minutes of action had increased the lubrication. I was in danger of finishing earlier than I wanted, so I put her on her back, got in, and put her knees together. That was arguably a mistake if I planned on stretching the time of my first shot. She started that organ grinder and I was a gone guy in about 5 minutes. Happily so.

In my fractured Spanish we spoke for about 10-15 minutes lying near each other. When she found out I was going to be here for 10 days the friendliness level took a quantum leap. The snuggling got serious, and her hands were all over me working for a second shot. But I resisted, as I wanted to make a deposit in another branch of the sperm bank. She offered, and I wrote down, her private number -- not the number of the "casa de chicas" I had found in Clarin, for a return session.

The best part of this story is the price. In one of the escort service calls (a girl listed on SensualPlanet.com) I was quoted $300 pesos for an hour and a half. Of course I passed. This little Clarin girl whose nom de trabajo is "Florencia" cost me thirty pesos for the hour, plus 10 pesos for taxi. Generous me, I gave her a ten peso tip. Ahhhhh, life is good. Now admittedly Clarin is a Forrest Gump experience in that you never know whether what shows up at the door should be wearing a leash or not, but I enjoy the adventure. While we all would like to have that 9 or 10 who is a GFE, my personal experience is that the pros in that category often believe because they are so beautiful, they only need grace you with their presence, and not be active. That is not my idea of a GFE.

After dinner alone that evening (I seem to be the only monger in town right now) I thought I'd hit a few clubs to see what was shakin' Took a taxi to Microcentro and stopped in Hook first. Karina, one of UW's favoritas from Paraguay was sitting at the bar near the door, so I stopped to small talk with her and look around. There were only about 12 chicas, with 2 in the 7.5 or better category. After a few minutes I went across the street to Hook which was a cemetary. I didn't even sit down.

Another taxi to one of the places I particularly enjoy: Playwomen. I like that club because the chicas as a group will more often be up on stage dancing and it is an easy way to check the talent. Crazy Emily was there, though she clearly looked different to me. One of the chicas confirmed that she had met Mr. Silicone. I spent some time having my ear sucked and dick rubbed by Diana. Because she doesn't have an Argentine appearance, I asked her her ethnicity. She said her father was Turkish, her mother Spanish, and added that her tits were real. Diana also dances in some of Playwomen's shows, and is one of the few dancers who is also available on the take out menu. Diana was trying to convince me that no matter how tired I was (remember I just got in that day) that she would massage all parts of me with her and I would sleep like a baby. I asked Diana if she did fiestas, and when she said "Yes!" I asked her if there were any particular girls in the club that she liked partnering with. Again she said yes, but told me they were not working tonight. When I also inquired whether she had any objections to a fiesta with more than one guy and more than one other girl, her response was "No problem!". This has possibililties.

Though I was approached by 3 or 4 other chicas, including Sandra (she of the delectable ass and fondness for hard pounding) I decided what I really needed was more sleep. Little me was happy for the moment, so when a group of guys came in the club and all the girls' attention was focused on them, I split and headed for my pillow.

Good report SF. I hear you're a good guy. Hope we can hook up there. Mayri also told me you're a good guy. She's great. Her friend is a cutie. I have a date with her when I go back to BA next week although I'm not sure if it's a good idea to pursue that. Probably will just keep her as a friend.

Sorry to hear about your little "disappearance of funds".

Godfather. Get real now. I know you did more in BA then just sleep. I even ran into you a few times. You looked a little tired. Maybe some Geritol would help.

Actually, it was nice to meet in you BA. I will be there again for 2/15/03 to 2/18/03, and again on 4/11 to 4/22.

Please do not tell Moondog I will be there then. I do not want him to steal any of the women he keeps asking be about.

CP

CP,

Not to worry. I will see them before you arrive. Just kidding.

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