Can’t even recall where I found her. Salesguy said she was a virgin. Perhaps we met in Rome and since then she’s had so many homes.
I should give her a name. Dovima. Dovima does get around. She hung out with Marilyn and Garibaldi in Paris – and Colette and Godot and Gigi and Gaston have practically taken her away and barely share.
In Bucharest she looked awfully alone and i don’t even know what happened to her in Amsterdam. Perhaps she lived upstairs or ran away to ‘that distract’ for a spell. Like my flying carpet she does get around…even here in Riva she’s had her way and found several new positions.