Sorry, it was something I couldn’t prevent myself from doing. One doesn’t converse with a lady you do not know, whilst seated, if she is standing....Well, not when they look as good as that particular young lady does, you don’t! Look, I might have been pushing fifty, but I wasn’t that old! ‘I’m sorry if my daughters have caused you any embarrassment.’ The young woman was saying. ‘But they… Well they didn’t actually, but my mother thought… No, this is ridiculous. There’s no possible chance…’ . Through a natural shrewdness with money, and using techniques he had seen his master use, Naso turned his fortune into a growing empire. Before he was thirty, Naso was as rich as the oldest and most affluent family in Pompeii, the Holconias. THE EARTHQUAKE OF 62 was the best thing that could have happened to Naso. As people fled the city in terror, willing to sell at any price, Naso bought cheap. He bought ruined houses and stores and bought buildings that hadn’t been damaged at all. He. He was an older guy and was recently divorced and decided to go on a cruise by himself to get out of his funk. He sat right next to my wife and it was clear they hit it off. Later on the next day as he saw my wife in a bikini he was clearly smitten by her. He told me that I was a very lucky guy. When she left to go get us drinks I just point blank asked him if he would like to fuck her. This caught him off guard but he said of course but was a little leary as you would imagine. I. A few minutes later, two more girls in hockey kit came in and shouted where is that slag Tracey? I asked them to be quiet and mind their language, luckily the store was empty, and the girls went on to say that they were going to kill her when they found her. I asked why, and to cut a long story short was informed that Tracey had faked an ankle injury, left the game and returned to the changing rooms. But instead of going into the girls changing rooms, she had gone into the boys changing rooms.