6th August 2021 2021
Happy weekend all you awesome Readers. Well the break is over, Archie is back! I hope it is still Bitin!
Paris is one of my favourite cities and I have had the opportunity to visit it many times. The history, the architecture, the people and the cuisine I just love all of it, and if you ever have the chance I really would recommend you visit and explore Paris.
Paris is about to be seen through the eyes of young lovers Archie and Moira a few years ago. All places are real but the pictures are from Pixabay though.
This is the next chapter in the book Ben MacDuff - Homecoming
Chapter 6
Archie and Moira started their last school year, with Archie back at boarding school at Gordonstoun and Moira studying at Glen Urquhart High School.
Although they did not see each other during term time, they wrote to each other and were always on the phone to each other. Every vacation time they would be inseparable and they made plans to go to Paris in the summer as soon as Archie's birthday came and he passed his driving lesson.
They were very meticulous in their planning and Moira was really pushing Archie. Whenever he got the chance he would practice driving his Jaguar XJSC convertible burgundy with cream interior around the family estate in preparation for sitting his driving test. Moira had even booked the ferry to Paris for the day after Archie's driving test, so the pressure was on him and he had to pass, no excuses.
The school year flew fast as they were so excited about their hoped for romantic trip.
Then in a flash the day of the driving test was here, and of course Archie being Archie he easily passed and it was official he now had his driving license and could insure the car which meant they could drive to Paris the next day!
Archie's parents were very protective of their first son, and always wanted him to be happy, so had no problems with letting Moira stay whenever she wanted.
Moira was to wake first, having hardly slept during most of the night.
"Archie come on, time to get up" she said at four in the morning as she tickled him in the ribs.
"Away you go bonnie lassie, the birds aren't even up yet" replied a sleepy Archie as he jumped out of bed.
They both shared a hot steamy shower and left to go downstairs to get breakfast a little later than planned.
As they entered the kitchen, Nanay Ate was there with a wagging finger.
"Where have you two been, I made breakfast, it is here on the table and is getting cold na! Hurry up and eat so you can be on your way." said an exicted Nanay Ate, whilst Uncle Po just rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.
Moira and Archie sat down and tucked into a plate of rice hot dogs and fried eggs.
"Why do Filipinos eat so much for breakfast Nanay Ate?" asked Moira of Nanay Ate.
Nanay Ate glared at Moira and said "You should be thankful you have food to eat, you have a big day ahead of and need food to take care of my boy Archie, so eat it up now."
Moira was going red with embarrassment and Archie could help himself but laugh to which Moira aimed a sharp kick on his shins.
"Don't you think you are having another time like this morning again anytime soon" she hissed at Archie.
Archie was in hysterics now and retorted back "That's what you think haha"
Breakfast over, they got up and headed to the car. Nanay Ate being Nanay Ate had packed loads and loads of food. There was lechon, pansit, pandesal and so much more. It looked like she was feeding an army not just Archie and Moira for 24 hours.
Everyone was at the gates to wave them off, and they had a great time. The weather was glorious, so of course they had the roof down and flew through the countryside with music blaring. Happy tunes, happy times.
They had left at 7am and had to drive 601 miles to get to Portsmouth to catch the ferry to Cherbourg in France. The ferry was due to depart at midnight so they had plenty of time.
Archie did all the driving, they had a few pitstops to eat and drink, and arrived at Portsmouth ferry terminal at 8pm. They even managed to catch the earlier 11pm ferry. Archie's mother always said that Archie made his own luck. Moira was radiating and Archie thought that she seemed. The ferry would arrive at 8am in the morning and Archie had booked a First Class cabin for them to spend the night.
Riding the Waves
Archie was quite tired, but was determined to enjoy the dinner he had reserved in the first class restaurant. Moira put on a little makeup and slid into a wee gorgeous black satin dress, that accentuated the curves of her delightful breasts. Every lassie needs a wee black dress thought Archie, if only to look like Moira looked like now.
Archie had dressed in blue trousers and a burgundy blazer that Moira had chosen for him. They looked quite the elegant and beautiful couple as they entered the restaurant and were met by the maître d'.
"Table for two in the name Archie Cameron" said Archie to the maître d'.
"Ah yes, follow me please" replied the maître d' and led them to a quiet spot with a porthole overlooking the sea.
Archie had prebooked their meal and while they were waiting, the sommelier who would be in charge of their drinks brought them both a woo woo. This would become an effective drink in Archie's repertoire to loosen the tongue of many a lassie.
"This is so romantic Archie, the candles and the moonlight glistening of the waves in the sea, I wish I could stay like this forever" said Moira.
The waiter arrived with their starter which was Bouillabaisse, a sumptuous French fish soup that being the seafood lover that he was, Archie loved.
This awesome food was accompanied with a bottle of Pouilly-Fumé from the Loire Valley a classic white wine to compliment the seafood. By the time they got to the main course of steak and chips, Moira was getting tipsy, and already rubbing Archie's thighs with her bare feet under the table.
The the sommelier brought them a Edouard Delaunay Nuits Saint Georges, which was one of Archie's favourite red wines, but at close to a hundred pounds a bottle was only for special occasions. Rather than taste it, he let Moira do the tasting.
He was chuckling to himself, as her cheeks were matching the colour of the wine.
"Yes, that is braw!" said Moira to the sommelier, who had a look of bewilderment on his face.
"The young lady means the wine is fine thank you." intervened Archie.
The meal was finished with a delicious Raspberry Paris Brest another of Archies's favourites that Nanay Ate had learnt to make.
"Let's go for a wee walk before bed, and get you some fresh air Moira" said Archie as he maneuvered them to the outside deck.
The fresh air sobered up Moira a wee bit, and she steered them towards their cabin.
Once inside Moira took off her high heels and said in a soft sexy voice "We need to christen the new bed Archie!"
Archie had a hold of her and whispered in her ear "I knew there was no way you would resist me you minx".
"You really are a rascal Archie Cameron!" said Moira as she undressed Archie.
Two hours later, the young lovers were in a deep exhausted sleep.
They woke at seven had breakfast and started the 188 miles to Paris. With both of them being fluent in French, they easily navigated the route to Paris and arrived at just past two in the afternoon.
"Oh Archie, it is magnificent, look at the detail on the stone work" exclaimed an excited Moira.
"It is Moira, but we can see that tomorrow, now let's find the hotel and have a naughty wee siesta" laughed Archie in a devilish sounding voice.
TO BE CONTINUED
If you missed it, the Previous chapters are :
Nanay Ate and Uncle Po - Say What!
Picture sources
Arc de triomph at pixabay member iankelsall1
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Haste ye back.
I wonder what will happen next! Their wee moment with one another is popping every time and every place. 😂