Here's another great girl from our Italian friend, Mitia. He gives us a brief tour of Milan with his muse, Vincenza Boscone. There is a lot of variety in this one and Vincenza seems to possess quite the personality, but Mitia explains that public mischief is very risky in his particular police state. I don't blame him. I can't expect everyone to be as impetuous as me. At least Mitia eventually got Vincenza nekked in the hotel pool. Death or Zishy, I say.