After swimming for an hour, moved to the jacuzzi to relax. In front of me was sitting a horrible old woman, with incredible makeup and hair. She smiled at me, and soon started to dance in the hot water, DANCING!, "eyeing me up" and approaching her feet to mine. THE HORROR! THE HORROR!
The event reminded me of an anecdote of Giacomo Casanova when he was invited to visit a wealthy Countess, and she expected him on the recamier with open legs. Casanova was a Venetian gigolo who made his living from cards, fortune telling and servicing lecherous ladies, but he was so deeply horrified that he recorded the incident in his autobiography.
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