Honeymoon in Paris
I find myself sitting alone in a café waiting for my wife to reappear. Although we had been together for a year, and had already established the sort of relationship it was to be, we had now taken the plunge and got married. During the ceremony, when we promised to foresake all others, etc., I had given her a big wink which she returned. That was not for us! And now we were on our honeymoon in Paris. It had taken us no time to find out that there were other things to do than visit...
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