The last few times I went to Paris was surprisingly nice. I did not like it much for a time but it changed when I opened my eyes (and other parts, actually...MDR!). Met a couple of nice guys and in touch with a few.
I still remember dating a Taiwanese/French who had a partner back then. Tense. And now, I'm seeing a Vietnamese/French who likes to sleep and flirt around, apparently. Stress. But my ultimate Frenchie is Big J. A French/French. Tall, shaved, and exploring. Delicious. We did not do much. But he was so typically French, romantic to a fault. One cold autumn night (6 degrees, perhaps?), he came to see me. We had dinner. He rolled up a joint. We were at the streets in the 1st. And we were kissing. Hmmmmmm... Like real kissing. French kissing...
So there, I hope I get inspired to reveal more of the French adventures soon...
2 comments:
Be.Ins.pired.
You must be very fluent in French by now - the language and what have you :)
Mon Dieu! C'est si intrigant! Forgive my French ;)
French vocabulaire = le sexe, excrement, and lafez. Oui, c'est mon dieu. Et trop vulgaire. MDR!
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