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How I met my French Husband: Our First Date
When you are falling in love with someone the whole wide world goes Technicolor. Everything seems electrified, your feet literally do not the ground. Yes when one is falling in love nothing remains the same. The daily routine, the bad…
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BMX Dirt Trail Riding or Ballet in the Dirt
The dirt. The riders. The jumps. Riding BMX dirt trails means you will fall before flying over the jumps. Often. Calculated risks. The taste of dirt. Costly repairs. All in the name of The desire to fly on wheels.…
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How French Husband asked me to Marry Him.
French husband proposed to me in a small neighborhood park in Paris. His breath was swirling white from the cold; funny when you are first in love, the things around seem brand new and miraculous, …
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The French Speedo
When I brought French Husband home to meet my parents, they were skeptical. Especially my Father who often said, "Out of all the men in Willows my daughter falls for a Frenchman." My Father studied Yann's every move– to the…
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French Husband the nude Model
Modeling nude was a way to make money. It was as simple as that. Or at least to me it was. How hard could it be, you take off your clothes, people look at you, then you put your clothes…
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How I Met my French Husband: The Coin Toss and Standing Naked.
It is funny how we forget certain things. Or think we know all there is to know about a subject. It is weird to discover that in the multi-page book, the patchwork quilt, or the box of puzzle pieces of…