Years ago I flew my plane home. (California to Wisconsin). My mother introduced me to a nice girl from her church. We dated a very short while and somehow she confessed to me she used to be a bunny at the lake Geneva club. After that she "turned her life around" and was doing missionary work I think in the virgin islands. She stressed I was not to let my mom know. That was 37 years ago. Wonder what she looks like now. Many years ago I knew a guy at work. He was about 30 years older than me and frankly looked a lot like I do now. (Big, fat and ugly) He was always telling me about the many affairs he had 40 years back. One time I said George, you are always telling me about those wild women you used to know, all the older women I ever see are pretty much, you know, prim and proper. I never see any wild ones your age, how come? Wall hell yes he said, when they get old fat and ugly, they get religion!