“I often imagine having passionate sex with Arno in Notre-Dame. His gorgeous hands would be running all over my shivering body making me moan for more. The only lights would be the candles and moonlight piercing through the stained-glass windows. He would make sure I would be satisfied before him and then he would gently pull me into an embrace, his powerful arms holding me tight against his pulsating torso. We would kiss again and again, swearing each other we would survive the revolution…”

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