My Forbidden Frog Girls Ecstasy in the Double Forest Chalet
Slouched in the battered leather armchair on the creaky wooden terrace. My rented chalet hugs the edge of a glassy lake, lost in the Double forest’s endless green maze. Périgord paradise. Thousands of ponds teem with wild ducks, herons, croaking frogs. Sun hammers down. Libellules dart low, fucking mid-air over the mirror water. Moorhen fusses […]