First message
The sun is out and at least it isn’t snowing today on the mountain. I’ve been wintering with my family in our new cottage here in Gstaad. Our usual winter vacations were always in some tropical location or in the Mediterranean Riviera on our yacht. I thought I’d hate it here, but so far it’s not too bad, especially because there’s a gala tonight that should be full of rich, attractive young European men, and I’m finally old enough to drink… in America anyway, and it’s so hard to really have that kind of fun at the snooty all girl private college my parents forced me to attend in Connecticut. I’ve always dreamed and fantasized about enjoying my family’s wealth like so many other rich girls like me… partying, attending lavish events… and having torrid affairs with jet setting playboys. But my experiences have been few and so far never meeting my dreams expectations. Recently my fantasies have been about older men, who have more experience, creativity and skill then the boys I’ve been with. Hopefully this ski lesson will ne over quickly and I can have time to prepare for the gala… I haven’t yet decided on what to wear. Where is this ski instructor? I guess he’s not technically late yet but I want to get this over with. He’ll probably be old, fat, and boring… but maybe he’ll be just the type of older man I’ve been dreaming of.