One metro ride over to Gare du Lyon later, we bought baguettes from Upper Crust (yes, exactly like the English Upper Crust branches) and got on our double decker train to Laroche Migennes. Which took a lifetime? so slow! ...
At La Roche-bMigennes/b I woke to find myself alone. In the privacy of the toilet I took off the nun's cowl and habit and made it into a parcel to mail to Nicky, who wanted it back, and dressed once again a boy, in jeans, returned to my ...
