Ella went to walk into the toilet but turned around when she realised I had stopped just outside it. “Oh it’s just you know, it’s the girls and...stuff..” I was pretty embarrassed and humiliated. “Come on!” Ella grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me in. We put on mascara together and I re-did my lipstick as we chatted. This wasn’t my first time in the women’s toilet, but first time when it’d been this busy. Claire took her camera out her bag and we took a photo together. We found Christina and. France’s first female President is notorious for her nativist and xenophobic rhetoric, of course, and large sectors of the Parisian suburbs, heavily populated by North African and Middle Eastern immigrants, have broken out into civil disturbances.“The most recent French presidential election, of course, coincided with the advent of the Mayhem, and the previous coalition’s failure to adequately address the consequent fertility issues linked to the Mayhem all but ensured its defeat by Madame Le. Then she'd have been eighteen, and the legal aspect wouldn't have been an issue, but three weeks was just too long to wait. What if he met someone else, or, god forbid, he made up with her mother? Then there was the question of finding another excuse to be alone with him in his apartment. That wouldn't have been easy. She did the mental calculus, and it all added up to one thing, this was her window of opportunity, and she just had to go for it. Besides, the idea of fucking him while she was. Now I’ll have a husband to fend for me. I like you to know that I’m grateful to you for your treasured help”“That’s what fathers are for my dear!” He smiled. “Think nothing of it!”“It’s not that easy Dad; I feel I owe you?”“You owe me nothing my dear!” “Do you remember that time when mother and yourself came back early and caught us making love!”“I certainly do, a hornier sight I’ve yet to see. Why d’you ask?”“Its just something that mother said afterwards!” “And what might that be pray?”“Well.