We took the train
to her town, which was only a few hours ride from Milan; the train stopped
just a few blocks from her chalet. I was in heaven; nothing like this
had ever happened to me. I wasnt thinking about a sexual conquestour
relationship had been more a fun thing than a romance. I was moved by
the excitement of walking with her up the old stone path to a her picturesque
two-story chalet. It was my first time in Switzerland, but it was exactly
as I had always imagined it.
And who did we find in the chalet? Not her parents, but her older sister,
also a very attractive young lady, who more or less played the role
of hostess. The two sisters prepared a very nice meal, which they served
in the spacious chandeliered dining room. After dinner, Graziella and
I took a stroll down the stone road where we encountered a couple of
her acquaintances. Graziella greeted them in passing, saying Ciao,
bebé! The whole situation was charming.