The ladies sip a pleasant tea for two.

"Tell me Lady Julia, Have you met the Lady Messalina, yes THE_ Lady Messalina." "You must mean the one with the notorious reputation," Julia replies. "It is said by some that she is the reincarnation of 'Helen of Troy'_. "I could belive that agrees Reylari of Pmpeii.

"She is one of the very best customer's of the Emporium," I tell Julia. "Have you met her personaly? Dear Julia, I do not want to be a gossip, this woman is my best customer and is as gracious and kind as can be. Yet there is something about her that troubles me. In deed, she is undoubtedly the most beautiful feminine woman that I have ever seen, yet when I am with her I get the feeling that this woman is not a real woman."

"Lady Reylari, I am astonished! It is not like you to be so critical of any person, yet alone a lady of fine quality, and a noble woman, at that?"

O...I know, I know...but a real woman longs for true love. Lady Messalina collects men like toys. It is like she can never get enough. Does she not realize she could catch a disease, she could even catch a baby? What kind of a woman would not want to have a baby? What kind of a woman really wants to be passed from hand to hand?

To me the Lady Messalina does not seem like a real woman at all. She seems like a man's fantasy. She is not the fantasy of a woman. She is the fantasy of a man."

"To each is own, replies the Lady Julia."

"Lady Julia you are one who is truely wise."