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Sunday, June 13, 2010, Festive Open Day,

Sunday, June 13, 2010, 10h-19h We invite you to come celebrate with us at the Summer Open Day, 5 years after our arrival at the Castle Franchaie. 10h-19h: Open House at the cellar The small gourmet market and craft you can find any the day your regular supplier of foie gras, jams and sweets, porcelain and jewelry ... and of course, the wines of Chateau La Franchaie! Exhibition of works by Mosca Selva, Academy of the Loire. The coach takes you into the vineyards, Mill and Miller's House 13h:-tasting meals with music in the vineyards of vintage wines ♫ fouées 2009 and the rhythm of swing Favola! Come with friends! menu below, booking essential at 06.72.12.05.75 before June 7, shaded tables 14h-18h: photo exhibition of art on the theme Yannick Lecoq mills. the House The Miller-près du Moulin de la Roche- 16h: concert by Swing Favola Miller's home. Menu € 13 adult : Fouées at will: Rillettes artisanal butter garlic parsley, mogettes, beef provencal cheese, candied apple pie and caramel with salted butter. Tasting of 4 wines AOC Château la Franchaie 2009, coffee. Child 6 € Menu: Fouées at will and salty and sweet grape juice

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Escort Melody Nelson

If you're used to read me, you probably know that Melody Nelson is a blogger that I like. At once bold and friendly (everyone who sees you will tell), she writes without shame.

The first time I met Melody Nelson, it was after seeing her promotional videos. I fell in love with the process and a friend told me that although I would love this girl. Instant favorite for his smile and his laugh, his confidence and ease. And was careful not to reveal too much of her cleavage, contrary to what I expected.

She was an escort. I was a masseuse. We were courtesans of times and locations. In reading his book, I had a flashback. It describes the profession for what it is, as it is. She moves away enough, describes with a touch of coldness as they saw these particular episodes. We write inevitably surface, without much emotion, these clients succeed. In still feeling each tail differently, being touched for a sentence or a thoughtful gift. Living the art of complex manner, with its many dualities. It is told in bits of stories, never completely in memory that can be imaged to reveal a world that is foreign to most.

Only downside: I sometimes feel that target already in France when describing certain places or events too, so that we forget some that could help image a little more portions of reality.

Overall, I enjoyed. I did not finish many books from the nausea caused by Hell.com Patrick Senecal. Not even the latest Nelly Arcan. I thought I had become insensitive to the books, but Melody Nelson reconciled me with the literature with a book that I was afraid of not being able to finish.

I wish him great success here and elsewhere, for this book and the rest of his work. Recently, I tried not to take offense when asked " So where is the escort? "an evening of promotion because I would have preferred to be called writer that night. I hope they bring him more respect than it has refused to Nelly.

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Wills

I have a box full of condoms in my drawer when I'm sick men. They are so few bother to seduce the occasional fuck that I prefer them too often my toys. I thought I'd settle for them and kiss my girlfriend in the toilet of events where bisexuals share of tenderness anywhere and anyhow. Simply because these stolen moments are pleasant while the lips are touching and rubbing against each other's breasts. Let us invade libido without consuming desire to extend. Forget the fact that I can never win pretty lesbians who I'm interested. I should perhaps go to Amherst for a lesbian haircut .

I feel like waking from a deep sleep, rediscovering my sexuality like I was fourteen. As if now I could finally live without repressing my desire as well as those tears that I've not shown because the time made me quite a snub. I return to a life of spontaneous fun and attention that we choose not to count. I try to approach a charming old lover who seems disinterested because I'm suddenly free while inviting me into the life of a dominant pair. Be attached, but no real ties. Aliss I found near my chest and my dreams, that little girl who looks in the experiment. I would like it, find the place that will lead me to satiety.

I no longer dream of love because I can not believe more ... until next time. I know that I will return eventually. I am trying to avoid my sarcastic remarks when you speak of relationships, but know that I do not want to discuss the scope of my own damnation.

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Scrub my joystick hairpiece that man tells me apoplectic. Passion is anemic in the anecdote anesthetic. I snatched the dildo and keeps the silly poses empirical poster. I agiche plastic fetishes. I wave the rich synthetic frantic. Only his beard authentic. The choice is more mechanical or syntax, it is somatic therapy. Love is microscopic and now it is no longer unique. My flora becomes autocratic and despotic. I am both chaste and erotic. It gives me an unpleasant air if we do not know what to do with genetics. My column here is an exercise heretical practice. This is a critical time thymoanaleptique.