Can a pirata (argentine slang for a monger)and a puta make it together? Hell, yes. Though not without some difficulty.

I first met Lucia in 2001 on my first trip to Buenos Aires. I had a hard time getting her out of my mind. So much so that I manufactured an excuse to return to Argentina several months after our first encounter for no reason other than to see her again.(see Ezy's Argentina Diary for details)

It didn't go well. She was all I had remembered, but we had a misunderstanding over money. I paid up front, and she didn't keep her end of the bargain. (see Ezy loses a favorita and his money for details).

Long story short. I talked with her on the phone. She wanted to make it up to me. Fine. I made another trip to Argentina to see her. Off we went to Mar del Plata for the week. Very nice.

We continued to see each other every couple of months until August 2002. That's when I told her I would help her leave the profession. I'd support her for a year if she would prepare for another career, which she said she wanted to do.
To supplement her income, I offered to help her set up a dating service. She would introduce mongers referred by me to her friends. She would make a commission.

Long story short. One of the mongers dangled way too much money in front of her nose and she took it. (See No Honor among Thieves and Mongers).

I was in anguish. She threw herself at my mercy. Told me she had screwed up and she knew it. But after almost two years of working it was hard to just stop. Especially when someone was offering that much money for so little time.

I asked your advice. Got more than I bargained for. Some said screw her. Others said remember the learning curve is probably pretty steep. Give her a second chance.

In the end, I gave her another chance. I am glad I did. Glad for her. And for me.

She went back to school. She has finished one year and will enter her second year of secondaria this month. She seems happier than I have ever seen her. Almost a different person.

She has enrolled in English classes. She is not even close to fluent, but she is learning. At least now she knows not to say to someone "Fuck me" when she means "fuck you."

My relationship with her has continued to grow stronger. I speak with her by phone at least three times a week. I see her when I can. Sometimes we have English only conversations. Sometimes Castellano is the only language spoken.

This week she is meeting me in Mexico City. We will do the usual tourist things, and spend a couple of days in a mountain village.

Sex with her is incredible. Better than when I first met her. And if you read my first report you will see that back then the sex was so good that I could think of nothing else for the week I was in Buenos Aires.

I have met her family. They don't understand why she has hooked up with an old white guy, but what the hell.

Her first husband was an old guy too. He died, leaving her alone to care for a six month old baby. She did what she had to do. And she was damn good at doing it. She tell me now that while she was good at sex work, she was grateful for the opportunity to leave. That's what she says, and I believe her.

I still see other chicas from time to time.(see my photos of Afairre, for example) She may sees other chicos. I dont ask and neither does she. What's really important is what happens when we are together and not when we are apart.

And what happens is it just keeps getting better and better. I will keep you posted

Congrats!

Keep posting your progress. I wish both of you the best.

RJ