“Just looking to make new friends. Got a career, got an important contract, no time for a relationship. Let’s have a drink. My father was a military man, not much of a hugger. He was strict. Another drink?”
By the time we were back in her Paris apartment it was 1 in the morning and we were both drunk. “Want to fool around?” I asked. No further persuasion required, she was kissing me and rubbing my crotch. 10 minutes later we were naked on the bed, she was wide open on the bed with her ankles in her hands screaming “oui, oui, oui...” as we fucked, and we fucked hard, and often.
”What do you think about love?” I asked one day, just out of curiosity. I didn’t hear much from her after that. A taboo topic of conversation that.