Mathilde and Albert remember their Karma Sutra days.
“Did you shut the chalet door?” “Yes, dear.” “Last time it was left open and snow blew in to wet the carpet, remember? And the neighbour’s cat got in and frightened the poor gold fish.” “Sorry about that, dear,”said Albert. While saying that, Mathilde snuggled up a little closer to her dear husband, her arms through his, feeling the cosiness of their thick overcoats. They...Read On