lesbiaphrodite
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My lifelong desire and my entire preference has always been for women. I love women of all kinds--tall, small, slim, round, older, younger, virginal, experienced. But, my complete and absolute preference is for French women.
My fascination with them began when I was quite young and I had a nanny whose family was from La Cote d'Ivoire. She was beautiful, ebony-skinned, and spoke rich, deep French. Somehow, that voice, that femininity in her resonated with me, and I never stopped craving it.
As I grew older, my fascination continued, and my literary and cinematic interests began to take a completely Gallic turn. I fell in love with Catherine Deneuve, then Isabelle Huppert, then Sandrine Bonnaire, and Juliette Binoche, culminating with Marion Cotillard.
And, now, my lover is a beautiful young French woman, from Paris, living here and working as an interpreter for the French Embassy. She is tall, slim, subtle, brilliant, and infinitely mysterious. I am learning up-close why I adore French women more than others. Though I hesitate to generalize, I would say they understand the power of the non-verbal and perhaps the seductive strength of exquisite silence more than their American sisters.
If anyone else shares my fascination with French women, please help me unpuzzle this riddle. Or, if not unpuzzle it, at least, discuss it more?
My fascination with them began when I was quite young and I had a nanny whose family was from La Cote d'Ivoire. She was beautiful, ebony-skinned, and spoke rich, deep French. Somehow, that voice, that femininity in her resonated with me, and I never stopped craving it.
As I grew older, my fascination continued, and my literary and cinematic interests began to take a completely Gallic turn. I fell in love with Catherine Deneuve, then Isabelle Huppert, then Sandrine Bonnaire, and Juliette Binoche, culminating with Marion Cotillard.
And, now, my lover is a beautiful young French woman, from Paris, living here and working as an interpreter for the French Embassy. She is tall, slim, subtle, brilliant, and infinitely mysterious. I am learning up-close why I adore French women more than others. Though I hesitate to generalize, I would say they understand the power of the non-verbal and perhaps the seductive strength of exquisite silence more than their American sisters.
If anyone else shares my fascination with French women, please help me unpuzzle this riddle. Or, if not unpuzzle it, at least, discuss it more?