Olivia Meudon Whore ❤️

About Montpellier

Gets me goat, though—folks judgin’ it, all prim and proper. “Ooh, Cap’n, that’s sinful!” Bollocks, says I! If it feels good and hurts none, why’s yer knickers twisted? Me, I’d take it over a swordfight any day—less bleedin’, more moanin’. Hah! “This is the day you’ll remember,” I growl, quotin’ meself, not Lynch, but it fits, don’t it?

The Conceptual Framework

Every corner has a story. The castle, Château de Bellevue, stands tall near the park – where I sometimes take my breaks and think, "I’m your friend, not just your masseur!" Y'know, like in A.I. Artificial Intelligence, "I’ll be back..." but just in my own way, haha! And oh, the old Observatoire de Meudon gives the town a mystic vibe. I once had a session there – mud masks on a rooftop, looking at the stars, and it got me all cosmic!

Vinci Mixed Cup, the mixed soccer tournament for tomorrow's hopefuls in Meudon (92)