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Joie de paris

By sciencehooker, Sep 3 2018 08:00AM

An early morning pick up from my flat and we drive to the airport. I love France, and I love Paris most of all. Glasgow airport is busy as we absorb some coffee and duck into a clothes shop. I try on the most beautiful Harris Tweed winter coat, which feels like it’s cut is just for me. To my surprise, he buys it for me as a gift. Such a kind, thoughtful and generous person. I walk to the plane feeling like a million dollars.


A taxi from la Gare du Nord sees us in our kinky subterranean basement apartment. The hot shower washes away all travel stress. I put on a shoulderless black dress and we taxi to the Bateaux Mouches moored by le Seine. Pre-cruise wine and chat in a bizarre nouveau art decor bar and we board the ship. I go for the duck foie gras, veal and chocolate, washed down with champagne and wine. We see a guy propose to his partner on the other table. Violins and piano float accompany the meal. On docking we take a short walk to the Crazy Horse cabaret. I enjoyed this soooo much! The girls were fun, crazy and gorgeous. He buys me roses. More champagne and a taxi back for an evening of intimate pleasures, finally falling asleep at 3am.


I sleep for 9 hours and wake at 12. I didn’t really want to lose the morning but feel good for the sleep. Today is my day he says. I munch cheese, baguette and fruit, we sip an espresso in a café and metro to the Louvre. I love classical architecture and museums and the day is lost in Egyptian artefacts and famous paintings. We walk along the Seine, tired but happy to a restaurant. I have a penchant for Pastis, he has framboise. We chat, eat and people watch, hold hands and walk.


I love travel. New places. New foods. If you have a trip, personal or business, I am often willing to go. Special rates make such things affordable. Whether London, Paris, New York or Timbuktu. Let me be your muse, friend and play mate.


MJ

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scarce seen to smile,

and seldom heard to sigh.

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