“A groundbreaking new bill, Bill 202, will provide all previously working postpartum mothers a 12 week maternity leave, paid by the state. They will receive 55% of their gross income. The bill has been nicknamed the Sophia Bill.”
-The Reddington Gazette
When Tom spent time with Françoise, he felt like he time traveled to a different era and to a different place. That was what being with Françoise felt like. An alternate reality, in a sense.
Of course, she was French, so cultural differences could account for some of this.
She was the most intimate person he had ever met, from the way she cooked beef bourguignon in her white floral lace garter, to the way she dragged him by the tie to his bedroom the very first night he took her home. She had a no-bullshit resting bitch face that delighted him; a countenance that rivaled Bond’s sexy accomplices. It certainly made up for the hell that was the nasty divorce last year.
Françoise had introduced him to kink. Tom hadn’t considered himself vanilla; after all, he could make a girl wail in a variety of positions. He wasn’t stuck on missionary and was open to trying anal sex – although few girls he had been with had wanted to.