Thursday, September 14, 2000

Night life

It was my pleasure, then, to spend last Tuesday night entertaining a voluable Quebecois flight attendant, for whom the language barrier did not deter his ability to keep me in a full and upright position for most of the night. He was certainly a charmer: a winning smile, a lithe frame corded with muscle, bright eyes that sparkled with laughter -- and there was much laughter as we tumbled and fumbled our way through hours of passion. He had, in short, that certain je nais sais qois (roughly translated, "nice ass") that I find so alluring and, for a French man, a remarkable command of Greek.