Joyeux Noel
A Christmas Trip To France Proves Explosive
I'd been seeing Daisy for about five months. She was a strawberry-blonde—carefree, energetic, free-spirited Irish girl with a sex drive that almost matched my own. As we approached Christmas, we were juggling with the decision as to where to spend the festivities; her folks or mine. The decision was inevitably causing much angst. One night, she arrived back at our shared house with a giant smile on her face. "How do you f...