Naughty Stopover: First-Class Blackmail on the Paris-Nice Train
Paris Gare de Lyon buzzed with evening chaos. My massive, grimy backpack screamed backpacker. Uncle Fred’s gift: first-class ticket to Nice for my InterRail finale. I shoved into the compartment. She sat there, mid-30s, chic skirt, ivory blouse half-open on full breasts. Long brown hair, big brown eyes buried in Marie Claire. Snob vibe radiated. […]