Shopping, eating, drinking, and beautiful men, I’m finding all the enticements in Paris irresistible………this way wickedness lies I fear. I’m starting to think those medieval gargoyles stationed up high around Paris are having a peculiar iniquitous effect on me. Looking down from above they are watching me all the time, ready to pounce, hook their talons into me and fly me away to those mysterious corners of debauchery I secretly want to discover.
Of course the fashion and pastry persuasions in Paris are worthy of much discussion, but at the moment I can’t help noticing all the men in uniform in this city. From the police to the gendarmarie to les pompiers, these men of heroic stature and profession are more than fit to rescue (unlike their American donut eating compatriots). As they ride around the city on their mountain bikes, motor bikes, horses or rollerblades, they always seem ready for action, to save that damsel in distress or just to point you in the right direction, giving service with a smile and flirtatious innuendos. Their gentlemanly demeanour demands respect and ignites desire...many a fantasy is inspired just watching them at work....tight cycling shorts, clingy uniforms, the power, willingness and capability to help, all create the perfect bouquet garni to my French dish, definitement !
Not so Saving Grace – My underwear drawer is sadly still filled with your basic M and S selection, and there has been no need for a man in uniform to save this damsel as of yet…..though I am considering climbing a tall tree to be ‘rescued’.
Of course the fashion and pastry persuasions in Paris are worthy of much discussion, but at the moment I can’t help noticing all the men in uniform in this city. From the police to the gendarmarie to les pompiers, these men of heroic stature and profession are more than fit to rescue (unlike their American donut eating compatriots). As they ride around the city on their mountain bikes, motor bikes, horses or rollerblades, they always seem ready for action, to save that damsel in distress or just to point you in the right direction, giving service with a smile and flirtatious innuendos. Their gentlemanly demeanour demands respect and ignites desire...many a fantasy is inspired just watching them at work....tight cycling shorts, clingy uniforms, the power, willingness and capability to help, all create the perfect bouquet garni to my French dish, definitement !
Not so Saving Grace – My underwear drawer is sadly still filled with your basic M and S selection, and there has been no need for a man in uniform to save this damsel as of yet…..though I am considering climbing a tall tree to be ‘rescued’.
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