After being shot down several times I was regrouping at a corner table when the Mona came over and sat down. She again hit on me, this time saying tha... she would meet me at the elevator in ten minutes and if I was not there she would go to her room alone and depressed. She left and I thought about it and then said to myself what the heck, old pussy is better than no pussy. I made my way to the elevator and Mona was getting on and I was right behind her. We were there alone and ends up both our. "Since when?" "I think it was around that first time when we broke into the pool, and swam around in our underwear.." "So you saw my smokin' bod and just wanted me ever since?" "That must have been it."We laugh for a minute and then stare into space. "No…I think I liked how you always called me 'girl,' and you seemed kinda... bad boyish, and then the good music taste is always a turn on."He thinks for a minute. "Yeah, makes sense. So what happened?" "Well I never thought you'd do anything. He was a horny bastard and I gladly obliged him, since he was the boss and fun in the sack anyway. I fucked him before he picked me up, even while I was married to Franco. Anyway, I could be pregnant. I wouldn't be surprised if I am. What does it matter? Are you asking on behalf of my ex?" she wondered, a bit worried now from all of the questions. A Civil Service officer could be scary to a pool concubine."Well, actually, if you would can the attitude a bit, you might have a chance for a new. The history we all had studied in school was coming alive before our very eyes. I was fascinated to see a woman at a loom weaving fabric to make clothes. We went to the village hardware store where I could hardly believe that they had everything you could imagine needing. Coming out of that store I smelled something wafting through the air. My saliva glands kicked into overdrive as we were magnetically drawn to a bake goods shop. There is nothing even close to the delight of fresh baked.