On a trip paid for by the University of the Virgin Martyrs Professor Barbara Moore has visited London and Paris. With all expenses paid she has had a quite lavish time. She now travels by train to Rome where she will see many historical sites and perhaps find some more ‘entertaining’ company.
The train’s porter comes by and asks if there is anything Barbara needs. Almost sullenly she says “I could use a bottle wine and a good fuck. Can you help with that?
He smiles and says “The wine will be here momentarily. As for intercourse with a passenger both the railroad and my wife would strongly disapprove.”
That has been the problem with this trip so far. I get ogled by every guy but getting laid has been challenge I have not expected. I must admit, though, my time in Anjou with Messa and Judith was enlightening!
The train arrives late in the evening in Rome. I am half drunk and order enough wine to finish the task before going to bed. The next morning I am barely up early enough for breakfast… late traveling and a bit of wine, you know… but before noon I get to Fontana di Trevi. It is a warm day and I strip and enjoy the cool waters.
The locals call for me to stand and show off my body. Maybe it was last night’s wine or the warm air but I accommodate the lecherous bastards.
What a glorious way to finish the morning!
-Barbara Moore, being a heathen…
The train’s porter comes by and asks if there is anything Barbara needs. Almost sullenly she says “I could use a bottle wine and a good fuck. Can you help with that?
He smiles and says “The wine will be here momentarily. As for intercourse with a passenger both the railroad and my wife would strongly disapprove.”
That has been the problem with this trip so far. I get ogled by every guy but getting laid has been challenge I have not expected. I must admit, though, my time in Anjou with Messa and Judith was enlightening!
The train arrives late in the evening in Rome. I am half drunk and order enough wine to finish the task before going to bed. The next morning I am barely up early enough for breakfast… late traveling and a bit of wine, you know… but before noon I get to Fontana di Trevi. It is a warm day and I strip and enjoy the cool waters.
The locals call for me to stand and show off my body. Maybe it was last night’s wine or the warm air but I accommodate the lecherous bastards.
What a glorious way to finish the morning!
-Barbara Moore, being a heathen…