Read Saundra Amrhein's story: She and the European man talked that first night.
"Cafe con leche," she remembered him saying, rubbing her arm, a shade of ice tea, and his, chalk white. In Cuba, many foreign men prize dark-skinned women as "exotic."
The European made a second visit to Cuba just to see Ale. He took her to nice restaurants, places she couldn't afford.
On his third visit they became intimate; he rented a room in a building fronted by panes of broken glass and a view of the sea. At a hotel, Ale could be arrested if they weren't married.
Sex with him, she said, is like cooking rice and chicken: It's something to do because you need to eat, and because rice with chicken…
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