After Jacques flew back to Paris I thought I had had my taste of the exotic.

But his uncle Michel surprised me the night of our erotic foodie “rencontre sexuelle”…..coming to the page soon!

When I recall this event I go all weak in the knees. It was a very quick, very exciting few minutes of abandonment…I knew I was not in danger, and I know I could have escaped, but I didn’t want to!  I had been devoured by a chef!