CASSANDRA WILLIAMS
The first day when we arrived in Paris, I felt sick, but I got better in a short while. The first day was all about s*x between me and my husband, and we just couldn’t get enough of each other. Second day, we had a family day, so I made sure that me and the boys spend the day together exploring the city, and on the third day, I went shopping with my baby boy Anthony, while daddy worked on his laptop. Today is the fourth day, and we are having a picnic in the evening, waiting for the Eifel Tower to give us a show with its lights.
“Johnny, you once mentioned that you were born in France. Do you still have a family that lives here?” I ask, pouring myself a glass of white sparkling wine – non alcohol. Lucas did not notice, but if he does, I will just make an excuse that
