Episode 83 – ‘Romance’ Nice, France, 3 January
I walk into my hotel room, my face is flaming from the wind, my hair is a tangle of confused wet mess. The lights off, I come up to my bed and sit down.
How come I haven't guessed it before? The answer has been staring right at me all this time. Well, perhaps not all ‘this time’, perhaps since that yacht ‘rendezvous’ of ours or rather since the very moment of my failed attempt to kiss the ‘charming young man’.
How could I have missed it?
It isn’t the matter of him being a virgin, nor it is the matter of my hastily expressed eagerness. You see, it is just that a kiss is much more than pressing one's lips against the lips of the other. It is an expression of love, desire, and affection ...
The truth is the ‘charming young man’ isn't in
