欧宝娱乐

“I wish I could say he was a French professor, a French chef, or even a bilingual tutor, but I can鈥檛. He worked in a factory and spent his summer evenings at a reenactment village as a blacksmith or something equally masculine. But it didn鈥檛 really matter. He was the kind of man I had dreamt of, one who could bring a touch of the exotic to my small-town existence. (No doubt he would make love as passionately as he spoke French.)”
― Chila Woychik, On Being a Rat and Other Observations