“I’m a little hungry and thirsty,” he said. “I could eat,” I called out, as I went into the bathroom to take my usual post-cum pee. Finishin... that, I took a look at myself in the mirror. I looked happy. I looked relaxed. I looked like someone ready to learn the rest of what would be revealed. When I came out of the bathroom, I heard Marty ordering an ante-pasta salad with vinegar and olive oil on the side from room service. As we lay on the bed waiting for the order to arrive, we sipped more. I glanced up as saw him watching me, I shrugged and went on with what I was doing. The showers were empty for a change and I took my time knowing I would have plenty of hot water to play with. I lathered up with soap and scrubbed away the daily dirt of both work and a workout and rinsed off. Behind me I heard another shower start up but didn't look. I got my body was loving the way it lathered and began soaping up again. I remember humming some nameless tune as I spread the suds over. Older, wiser and with my own certificate of adultness no doubt. I also assumed it would coincide with a new found maturity, a pension, a mortgage, an understanding partner, 2.5 children and a preference for serious news rather than cartoons. It seems someone forgot to mention to the academy that I’m way past graduation. I mean, I’m ready for it. My model of old age was created very suddenly at 7. ‘When I grow old, I want to be just like great grandma’. At 7, being old represented a delicious. As we got near the door she made a sush motion to me. She pointed in the room and I saw a female laying on the bed on her stomach watching Tv.Dana waved me back to the living room. Once in the living room Dana told me she had described our encounter to her niece and her niece wanted the same experience. Dana said if I didn’t want to do Janet that there would be no hard feelings. I asked how I knew she wanted it, and Dana showed me a video on her phone of the girl saying she wanted the same as.