On the Terrace
Here is another story, which started out with a real experience. It has become tradition that our wedding anniversary dinner takes place in Tivoly in Copenhagen and that it has to be rather daring. It is an occasion where we are both aware that it is acceptable to talk and act as sexily as we dare. Poul wants me to wear as light clothes as possible and I demand that he wears baggy shorts (or depending on the weather baggy trousers) with no underwear. This summer has been warm so the choice of...