Alenka Pavlič's parents lived in a second floor apartment in Ljubljana's southern suburb of Vič, near a gate in the old Roman wall, when she was born. She was a bright, happy child who responded well to her parents' wishes. One would call her extremely "well-behaved".
Alenka's parents dream for her, their only child, was for her to become a business manager, a highly professional and successful one. Being the "well-behaved" daughter that she was, she did not let them down.
After graduating from the University of Ljubljana with honors with a diploma in business management, she went to work for TV PIKA, a local, privately owned televison station, the most viewed among regional television channels in Slovenija.
Initially, the Assistant to the Production Manager, Alenka quickly showed her management talents and when the Production Manager left for a job in Munich, Germany, Alenka was chosen to take his place. Within three years she was the station's Executive Producer, in charge of all the station's productions and virtually, the number two executive in the company.
During her meteoric rise, she lived the kind of life her parents had taught her was pleasing to them - she never dated, never saw a man as a mate and concentrated her whole beingness into being the best business manager she could be.
Yet, physically, Alenka, at twenty-five, was drop-dead gorgeous! She was naturally blond, blue-eyed, with wonderfully rosy, clear skin and a Madonna-like face, with high cheekbones and a wide, full-lipped mouth with perfectly spaced and glistening, white teeth. Alenka was tall (6 ft) and had a beautiful figure - long, slender, shapely legs, a delightful swell to somewhat narrow hips for her height and a firm, tight butt, then narrowing to a trim waist. From her waist her torso tapered outward to the point where her marvelous breasts thrust out - high, firm and round. Her breasts had never needed support of any kind and at, 24, still showed no indication of any sag whatsoever. Her breasts looked like they were made of alabaster, softly streaked with bluish veins emanating from the center of her half-dollar sized rosy areolae, peaked by stiff, pinky nipples, pointing straight out from each luscious mound.
Alenka had a penchant for athletics. She was an excellent skier, loved basketball and soccer and jogged through Tivoli, a local park, early every morning before work. As a result, every day when she went to work one could see the continuing effects of her daily workout in the rosiness of her complexion and the very slight touch of sweat on her upper lip and in the hair near her ears, even though she had thoroughly showered before leaving for work.
Alenka wore no perfume or scents of any kind, yet she smelled fresh and clean at all times on the job. Even during her menstrual period, she smelled only slightly musky compared to her usual scent, betraying her condition only to other women and enhancing her allure to men, who did not know why they felt more attracted to her on those days.
Her taste in clothing was superb. She tended to wear tight-fitting, knee-high skirts and long-sleeved, high-necked blouses made of softly flowing fabrics which alternately hid and displayed her luscious curves as she moved. - indeed, her movements were sinuous and lithe, cat-like, owing to her athleticism.
Being tall to begin with, she did not wear spiked heels, but chose two-inch heels, allowing her to walk easily and gracefully.
One thing everyone who came into contact with Alenka agreed about her, she was all woman, a highly desirable and sensuous woman and brilliant, to boot!
Inasmuch as her seemingly sole aim in life was to please her parents, throughout her childhood and maturation, she had been sheltered from many of life's pettinesses. She seemed totally without guile by those who knew her, playing every game she engaged in fairly, yet always to win - a consummate competitor with a natural understanding of her competition's characteristics, strong and weak. As she never took unfair advantage of them, even those who "lost" to Alenka liked her and looked up to her, rather than resent her.
Perfection? Well, not exactly. A lot going for her? Undoubtedly! Yet, Alenka, with all her successes, was as yet still missing a vital element of life - she was a woman without a man who she loved unconditionally and who loved her in return, unconditionally.
Up until this time in her life, she had paid no attention to such things. She was totally absorbed in achieving her goals to please her parents. But, one afternoon she was previewing a recent Živeti Zdravo - Living A Healthy Life program, hosted by Milka Krapež, concerning pregnancy and the greater or lesser risks associated with the age of the mother, how older women tended to have more problems and how their children tended to have more health problems. There seemed to be, by statistics, an optimal age for a mother to have children. There, of course, were very widely varying exceptions, but still there seemed to be an optimal point and Alenka realized she was rapidly approaching that age.
She hadn't really thought about it before, but now she began to evolve the idea that presenting her parents with a grandchild was just as much a part of her life's goal to please them as all that she had done so far. At this same time, she realized that her being happily married to a fine man who her parents loved was also a vital part of her "pleasing them" goals. They would not be there forever and would be comforted knowing their daughter would be well cared for when they had passed on.
Gradually, over the next few weeks, these thoughts gelled and she resolved to enter the lists and play these games, too, the game of love and the game of creating new life. Her approach was just like her approach to all she did - she did thorough research and I mean thorough!
Her best childhood friend, Maja, had married right out of gimnazija (high school) and now had four children, two boys and two girls, ranging in age from six years to one month. Alenka never lost close contact with Maja, attending her wedding and sending presents for each of the babies as they were born. As well, at least monthly, Alenka invited Maja out to lunch at their favorite restaurant, the Cellar restaurant in the Grand Hotel Union - Executive or for a couple of drinks or pleasant bottle of fine wine at the bar/lounge on the top floor of Nebotičnik (for many years, Ljubljana's tallest building at twelve stories) as a way of setting Maja free for a few hours from her maternal "chores". Maja, it was obvious to Alenka, did not consider her motherly activities as chores, but on the contrary, was always anxious to get back to the "babies" she loved so much. Alenka not only respected this, but was exhilarated by it, sensing this game could be played to great satisfaction.
So, Alenka called Maja and suggested they get together the following Tuesday for their "usual." Alenka told her best friend about her recent realizations and expressed her interest in obtaining Maja's viewpoint. Maja, in turn, expressed her delight at the prospect, but cautioned Alenka that she was still breast-feeding her newest son and would be bringing him with her as he could not go without a feeding for the hours she knew their tryst would entail. Alenka was surprised to find this news sent a tingle through her body, exciting her physically as she envisioned a baby suckling on her sensitive nipples, drawing life from breasts engorged with nutritious milk. Alenka squirmed in her chair, aware of new and thrilling sensations coursing through her aroused body.
"No problem, I'd like to see him anyway," Alenka said. "Zdravo. Na svidenje," they each signed off.
Alenka sat stunned by the feelings she was experiencing. Her body felt so alive - so vital! Thank God today was Friday. She only had to hold herself together until next Tuesday. This was important to her as she knew these new games seemed to be garnering an unfair amount of her attention lately and she couldn't afford to have them negatively affect the other games in which she was immersed. She reveled in "balance" as without it, things tended to get a bit chaotic, out of control. This was a key element to her successes so far.
As Alenka and Maja stepped up to the Maitre d'Homme at the restaurant, he recognized Alenka immediately and greeted her with, "Ahh, Gospodična Pavlič, I have a table for you right over here," directing them to follow him to a quiet corner of the large room. As he stopped at the reserved place, he indicated a special rectangular, white, wicker basket on wheels which was decorated with soft blue baby blankets and white down pillows for Maja's baby. After she gently placed her baby in the basket, he helped Maja sit and then turned to assist Alenka. "It's a pleasure to see you as always. Enjoy your meal."
