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Lost in Francethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:first time, 3078 words)

Author: Pserendipity
Added: Oct 29 2007Views / Reads: 1218 / 1011 [83%]Story vote: 9.00 (7 votes)
Pep meets a talking cow, and his first day in France gets more interesting from that point onward . . .
 


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"Fuck!" Pep said, even though there was nobody around to hear how annoyed he was, except a large black and white cow who was looking stupidly at him from the other side of a ditch by the side of the narrow road.

Part of the reason that he was so annoyed was that he was having trouble folding the map of Brittany so he could read it, because a strong wind had started blowing from the direction the sun was setting. Another part of the reason that he was so annoyed was that the sun was setting, and he was having difficulty reading the map in the summer twilight. A further part of the reason was that the map was in French, and Pep's French was not as good as he thought it was. The last part of his annoyance was that he was tired, hungry and, although it was ridiculous, horny, and it was looking as if he would not be able to find any food or drink, much less a bed to sleep in tonight, and most certainly not a French maiden to make love to; not even the "jolie laide" that his French cousins had told him, in one of the numerous emails they had exchanged in the run-up to his holiday, was probably his best chance of losing his, until now, well-protected virginity.

Pep was on the first day of a cycling holiday after he had finished his final school examinations before going to University. He had landed in St Malo early in the morning and pedalled fast in the general direction of Rennes, where his French cousins lived. He had been scared to use the N137 main road though, because the large lorries drove past him at ...

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