Re: My trans-racial GM

I was in France earlier this year with an old friend, we were looking at some 2nd world war memorials.. I had left the car about a mile away, and it was a very hot day. My pal decided to sit under a tree and smoke while I went to bring the car!
When I returned he was chatting away to the cutest little french girl, as naturally as if they had been neighbours for years.. She had simply rode up on her bike, climbed off and sat down beside him under the tree.. Such a lovely, innocent scene..
Eventually she climbed back onto her bike, legs in all directions and completely unconcerned for her modesty, and rode away with a wave...

Charmant!