"Good Morning again, Mr. Smythe-Granger. I trust you rested well." At your eager glance from me to the tray, I continue, saying, "If you'll look under... the medium-size cover there, you'll see I was able to find that item you requested. It was not on the menu as I had suspected." Mmm, something smells devine. What's under all these covers, dear?"You look at me in some surprize, and say, "You were able to find what I asked for?" A devilish glint appears in the corner of your eye as you lift the. She said she knew exactly what and where she wanted it, as it was quiet they would be able to do it right away. Sam was shown to a dentist like chair and the tattooist came out.Whilst he was talking to Sam I noticed some pictures of piercing on the wall, the girl came up and we began talking. She asked was I interested in a piercing.One that had caught my eye was the clit piercing. I asked if it hurt; she said sometimes it would depend on the person. I then asked how long it took to heal again. I considered what I might say if the police happened to drive thru thedark alley, I possibly could have beem construed as a soliciting sex,hanging out in the dark alley, lurking with the brickwork.I decided that stating that I was visiting friends in the hotel, andhaving a few drinks inspired me to walk is all, since I live a couplemiles away, walking if drinking might bring a bit of 'good idea' fromany authority.My touch strayed to my thighs as I looked upward towards the nightsky, silk. Lane could tell by the times that ladies and men?s styles were startingto change, to become more casual. Fewer hats and ties lately, fewer suitcoats and leather soled dress shoes as an every day look for men andfewer ladies with hats and nice high heels and seams and petticoats aswell, more ladies slacks from the Capri style and flat patent shoes andfewer strict hair sets and the classic vintage makeup style was startingto fade into history. It was a slow change being only 1961 but it was onthe.