| | Re: The TAM Erotic Novel
during their stay in gorgeous Cuba, where anything that will float is not allowed, John and Isky ravaged each other, night and day.
The sex, the intimacy, and the laughing were in no shortage.
They went dancing, and dining, and played cards, and billiards, and even saw a play.
Every night, John checked out Isky's unique tattoo... it was always a pleasure.
They decided eventually that they needed to move on, and have a visit to another country. If they could get out, good old Fidel, he was not in to people leaving his paradise! Uh oh....
They did get plane tickets to visit France. When they landed in Paris on a beautiful spring day, they couldn't believe they were finally there. They saw the Eiffel tower, the Louvre, and all the other sites.
" Oh John, I wanna go see the places where Eleanor of Aquitaine lived, Fontervrault Abby and all those places" what a heroine that woman was, thought Mariska.... talk about feminism in the middle ages.
" You got it sweetling, anything for my isky" purred John.
So, they saw castles, and abby's and drove on long winding roads, that were 800 years earlier, surely traveled by The queen of France, and subsequent Queen of England. It was fascinating.
As they approached their final stop , Fontervrault Abby, they saw what looked like the figure of a woman in one of the windows.
She looked strange, and distorted, like a shapeless figure of white.
"What in the world, I mean, who is that John?"
"I don't know Isky.... let's go inside and see"
As they entered the cold, stone abby, built centuries ago, they felt as though they had gone back in time. They ran up the stairs to where they'd seen the shapeless girl.
There was nothing, nothing except the cold dark hall, and the sound of water dripping off the gargoyles on the roof.
"what the hell is going on?" demanded Mariska
"I dont' know, but I've a feeling we shouldn't be here Isky" said John with fear in his voice.
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