Dearest Lover, or should I say, my Dearest Love, let's meet on the Pont des Arts on February the 14th. Till then, I shall remain a fleeting memory, a dream, a shadow. Be ready. It will be a long and perhaps crazy night. What do you fancy? Hours of sensual embrace or minutes of adventure. I kiss you passionately, you're my hero.

A cheat sheet to show at meeting clubs and have fun ! I am looking for her.

This could turn out to be a great encounter or lead to a terribly funny, even vitriolic discussion. This might cause an electric, energetic and devastating shock . Dear friend and lover, where are you ? If you are unhinged, humorless, or self-satisfied, be on your way. I am funny, voluptuous and sassy. I like to play games, I envoy meeting astonishing people ... Dear stranger, see you soon.

Here is a piece of advice from a friend to pass on !

Dear pal, a word of warning ! Here is a great woman. She is funny, beautiful and sexy, moody at times, she so resembles you...You are pussy-footing too much and this rare bird is about to fly away. Take the plunge, do not tarry, you are not the only one in the running : just marry her. A friend who wishes you well

You just met your first love… 10 years later, the emotion is still vivid. What to do ?

« A cosmic whirlwind blowing from planet Mars prompts me to take risks. I'm writing to you, thinking about you, I remember how we were way back , call me. »

Here is the challenge. We have now been 4 months and 18 days together or 72 nights (minus those spent at your mother's). Let's meet at 72 Passage du désir, you are to bring me 72 flowers, the choice is yours (for your information: I hate daisies, tulips and roses, but adore peonies). The password is : you are the love of my life, repeated 72 times. To gain entry : 72 kisses and, by the way, I have planned a game of dice because I bet you won't be able to kiss me 72 times ! Your Valentine