Arno chases me through a hedge maze in an opulent garden in Versailles. We are breathless and laughing, and finally Arno catches up to me, pinning me down to the soft grass to keep me from running away. Thrilled by our run, I smile up at him invitingly; and he gathers me up into his arms for a kiss, peppering hot kisses across my bare skin. I slip out of my dress, trying to stifle my moans of ecstasy as Arno’s mouth finds its way around my nipples, and his fingers make their way up my skirts.