While it was nice to spend time with our daughter - who always seemed to catch up with us at meal time- we are enjoying our solitude at a charming Inn along the Meuse River, where Quiche Loraine was born. And since I'm just a slave, I don't have to worry about that line that "real men don't eat Quiche", do I?
Rest assured that there has been some robust wake up sex and post-nap afternoon worship, as well as some tramping through the woods to check out the holes left by artillery shells 100 yrs. ago. Romantic, right?
But of course we've kept our eye open for "blog worthy" items. Like these lovely ladies at the Magritte Museum:
Apparently the lady above did not get the "clean shaven folds" memo. Otherwise, she looks a lot like Molly with her hair up.
But as cute as they are, they really aren't that kinky, are they. But don't worry, we did find something for those of you into breath play:
