Mz. Goldie Learns the True Meaning of French Kissing
Bonjour Mes Amis! Greetings from the most romantic city in the world, Paris! This is Mz. Goldie’s first visit to the French capital and I must say I love it. Lots of shopping, lots of cheese, and lots of wine, which leads to lots of friskiness! (And some mild gassiness.) Oh my, it’s a long way from home, but a short way from French kinkiness. As promised, here is another travel-related question.
Dear Mz. Goldie:
I am in the midst of planning my honeymoon and there is a slight snag in the plans. I want a vacation to do things with my new husband. You know: see things, experience things. All he wants to do is shack up in a resort, drink, and have sex for two weeks! He believes that’s what a honeymoon should be: just constant sex. But I beg to differ. It’s not that I’m a prude, but I would like to see the light of day while away and not have only pornographic honeymoon pictures!
Searching for Compromise
Well my dear, you said it right there. What is needed between you two is a compromise. Why not get the best of both worlds? I say choose a city that is both romantic and has lots of sights. Example? Paris! Then spend your time seeing sites but with a sexy twist. Pull him into the bathroom of the Louvre, grab his cock during the walking tour followed by a quick BJ down an alleyway. Go out for romantic dinners — complete with a little finger bang under the table. Then if there’s time, hotel sex is always great, if you’re not too tired from all the PDFing (publicly displayed fucking). Trust me, your man will never forget his honeymoon or why he married you.
Have fun baby!