‘It’s likely there are years where Arno can’t take the whole day off to celebrate his birthday. So I found myself imagining a time where, because the brief morning cuddling wasn’t enough, I end up surprising him at the end of his mission by slipping into the hay cart he’s hiding out in, and we end up having a quickie there, just because we missed each other that much. Then, knowing that he’s no doubt tired and hungry after his mission, we go back to the Café Théâtre, where I treat him to a sumptuous dinner and his favorite desserts, before pampering and pleasuring him the rest of the evening in any ways he wishes, as it’s no less than he deserves. Happy Birthday, dear Monsieur!’