At one lunch, between servings, Saravia watched in astonishment from his place in the dining room as Ernesto had quick sex with the mucama on the kitchen table, which was visible through open doors directly behind their unsuspecting aunt’s back. When he was finished, Ernesto returned to the dining room and continued eating, his aunt none the wiser. “He was like a rooster,” Saravia observed. “He mated and then continued with his other functions.”
