They’re the same as they were: Pizza, Steel and a bit of salt brine from the bay. The steel smell is from the massive elevated train tracks that run...along 86th street. The neighborhood is still Italian and the waft of sauce and zeppole from Angelo’s hits me square. I walk toward 2022 and I hear my heart as the building comes into view. The outside hasn’t changed at all: dark red brick, heavy wooden door and the four pained windows that vibrated when the trains went by. I half expect to see the. “Is there something you would like to do to me that we haven’t done yet?”“That’s my G-man,” she said with a giggle leaning back on her bed spreading her legs wide apart.All I could say was a very guttural “Oooooooooggggghhhhbb” before I locked her door. Then, I licked my lips and sank to my knees pulling her to the bottom edge of her bed.Contact!She covered her mouth with her second pillow, or she would’ve raised the roof off the house.I read somewhere that women like men who take their tongue. Guards were posted on every second building rooftop or so to watch for danger. In short what should have looked like a pretty little town at the base of a beautiful mountain looked anything but. It looked like a foreboding fortress that could repel a sizable force and I was glad that we rode to it as friends. As we rode closer and closer to the fortress that was the town of Greatfoot we were noticed by more than a few Guards standing watch. They watched us intently and motioned us to stop a. ’ The man stood and walked to her. He ran a metal detector wand over her body and when he saw the small gold cross in her lapel, he allowed her to pass. There were people all over the lobby. Many of the doors to the rooms were wide open with people walking in and out of each room and everyone talking at once. There were people have numerous cell phone conversations while others were in groups of two or three talking. Instead of feeling like it was a hotel, it felt more like an office building..