Nan gazed out the window of her cabin. The scenery flowed by in the evening light, but Nan did not entirely notice it. Her mind raced with images of the previous night and she could hardly believe all that had happened so for this week. First André, then Nina. She did not find an answer to the question of Italian lovers, but she definitely knew something about Australian ones. They were quite good, ‘down under’. Nan chuck...

She stared out the window at the passing scenery, at seemingly endless acres of fields and vineyards. Her face had taken on the melancholy look of her thoughts as they ran deep. Ten years of marriage she'd given him, fifteen years of her life in all, for what? For him to decide that she wasn't worth it. They'd been through rough times before, but this time was different. The relationship was cold. And when she suggested t...

Nan’s encounter with Andre had left her full of confidence and newfound sexual energy. She learned that not only could she enjoy sex, but desired it. And while her fling with Andre was completely gratifying, it also sparked a flame deep within her and the fire was building. With the French countryside well behind her, she fantasized about André as the train moved on. They had said goodbye in Austria, and now she was heade...