Yes. I continue to see el Cesar. Like the salad. Ever since we started smooching, back in the end of February, I´ve seen him most every day. Not like, all day, but in the evening at least for a few hours. Which is good. He is also in my English class, which is interesting. He actually speaks really badly, and the class is too advanced for him, but his accent is precious.

The timing of starting to hang out with him was very good, because it all started just about at the end of the month when all my gringo friends were leaving anyway. So now, I have few gringo friends left, but I hang out with Cesar and his friends, so I still have something to do. And it´s more interesting culturally to hang out with locals anyway. I have learned lots and lots and loooots of slang. It´s hilarious to hear them talk to eachother..every other words is either ¨puta¨ or ¨huevon.¨ Also of course, concha de tu madre, or, as I prefer it, concha de tu machina. And many, many others. My favorite slang word by far though, has to be ¨estonazo.¨ Can you guess what it means? Let me explain you.

Okay, in Spain they add ¨on¨to words to make them big, right? Well they also do that here (aka huevon) but they also add either ¨ote¨or ¨azo¨as well as other options. So the word estonazo means really stoned, because it comes from the English slang word stoned, and then they add azo to the end. So it´s this perfect marriage between American slang and Peruvian slang. I love it.

Anyway, let´s overanalyze el Cesar for a moment, shall we? He is a good dude, and at first I liked him a lot, and I still like him, but eeeeh..if I weren´t leaving already, I would probably have to break up with him. But lucky for me, I AM leaving, thus avoiding once again the confrontation that I so despise. No, but he´s cool, but he´s just..very..masculine. He plays Counter Strike online, for example. He also smokes way too much pot, and does coke sometimes. And we play around, you know, wrestle and rough house, which is fun, but half the time he actually hurts me. And I´m like, ow, you´re hurting me, and he´s like, jajajaja. But in some ways, a lot of ways, I like him more than Jorge. Because we do have good conversations, he talks more than Jorge does, we laugh together, etc. But sometimes he takes these jokes too far, is the thing, doesn´t know when it´s not funny anymore. Because, my theory is, well, it´s this: men and women are different. I know, a revoluntary thought. Men treat and talk to other men one way, and they talk to women in a different way. Or at least they should. But el Cesar sort of talks to me like I´m a guy, like, kind of harsh, you know? Jorge did the same thing actually. He doesn´t understand women. But do any men, really? So that´s what I mean by him being masculine. Also, he sort of doesn´t mostrarme mucho, like, much of his feelings and stuff, what he really thinks of me, etc., but that´s probably because I´m leaving anyway. Probably protecting himself or something. If I had to guess though, I´d guess he likes me a lot.

That said, the sex is fabulous. Even THOUGH he doesn´t go down. Never has. But still. Seriously. Kristen, for me, South America will always be the place where Chloe Bowen learned to enjoy penetration.

First with Jorge. It was good. I did enjoy el sexo with him. But he has a really big dick, so it actually really hurt me sometimes, not to mention gave me a yeast infection. But I still liked it, we did lots of positions, etc. But with el Cesar, even better! He has a smaller weenis (not small though, mind you, just pretty standard) so it doesn´t hurt me. It is also uncut, which as you know I prefer. We do lots of positions, and he can actually pick me up off the floor, which is toootally hot. I really, really like it. Now I know what all the fuss is all about! I totally didn´t realize before. Which is kind of sad! But at least now I do. I knew, I KNEW! that one day I would find a good who could do me right. And I myself with these two gentlemen have learned to do it better. It´s great!!

At the moment I have escaped Huanchaco. I did NOT want to spend another weekend there doing the same old same old, so I´m in the mountains, in Cajamarca. Yesterday I randomly ran into some dude who was cool and not creepy, hung out with him for a while. There is, of course, a 99.9% chance that he wants to get in my pants, but he´s shorter than me, so I could probably take him. He´s kind of cute though. If it weren´t for el Cesar, I might make out with him. Didn´t tell him I had a boyfriend though because then he probably wouldn´t want to hang out with me. In just a few minutes I´m hopefully meeting up with my friend Ellie to do, I don´t know what exactly. It´s just nice to be away for a little while.