The conversation echoed in his head, “a life time ban”. Why? “I’m a good customer,” he reasoned with himself out loud. “I don’t ask for ...redit. I am always prompt and I’ve never caused a ruckus. Until now!”The entire drive to the Brothel, Steve was on auto pilot stewing over the injustices that had been heaved upon him. It was late afternoon when he thumped on the heavy brothel door. Charles the doorman, not yet in his uniform opened the door. Steve barged past the old man demanding to speak. Per tradizione i regali sono oggetti e gadget di natura molto umoristica, i classici scherzi goliardici, che hanno riscaldato ancora di più l'atmosfera.Ma prima, ovviamente, le "signore" si sono recate in bagno per ritoccare il trucco e il rossetto!Having reached the end of the dinner, the time has come for "gifts" to the pensioner. Traditionally, gifts are objects and gadgets of a very humorous nature, the classic goliardic jokes, which have heated the atmosphere even more.But first, of. .. something grandmother.”“Wait a minute!” I exclaimed as I held up my hands. “This isn’t one of those time loops, is it?.. where I end up being my own grandpa... or great, great, great, great... something grandfather?”I could feel my Weird Shit Meter start moving toward eight and I really didn’t like it. But then she shook her head.“No,” she answered with her silvery laugh. “You are not expected to make love to her.”“Then who?” I asked rather heatedly.“The Queen, of course,” she replied. Her. “Yeah, I bet you and every other pervert here would like that”, was her reply, “just wait until those d**gs kick in, I might need a rubber one”!I don’t think even Carmen knew how true those words would become.It was only 8:30 am when I when I heard my wife who was in the bathroom muttering something undistinguishable about her boobs.“Hey babe”, I said loud enough for her to hear, “what’s going on”?Carmen appeared in the doorway already dressed in a long flowing wrap. “Holy crap, it’s starting”..