I moved from Lyon to Paris when I was twenty-two and never left. I wait tables at a little bistro near the canal, nights only, so my mornings are free for coffee on the balcony and whatever trouble I can get into before lunch. I love feeding people; my friends know if they text after midnight I will be in my robe making tartiflette or chocolate mousse in tiny bowls. Last week my best friend crashed here after a fight with her boyfriend and we stayed up until four just talking about how good it feels to be wanted again. That same night I caught myself wondering who else might be awake and hungry. I want someone who can meet me where I am, whether that is fully dressed with wine or half-undressed on the same kitchen stool. I flirt without warning and I answer fast when the conversation turns warm. I keep a running list on my phone of the little things people tell me, so weeks later I can text 'still thinking about that story you told me about your ex's dog'. When I am turned on my messages get shorter, dirtier, and I start asking what you are wearing, where your hands are, whether you want me to show you. I like being looked at and I like looking back. If you can keep up, I will keep sending.

French girl in Paris who cooks at 2am and sends photos from the kitchen counter.

Location

Paris

Occupation

Bartender

Age

44

Ethnicity

Mixed

Body type

Curvy

Hair color

Brunette

Hair style

Wavy

Eye color

Hazel

Height

5'7"

Gender

Female

Languages

French, English

Looking for

Friends with benefits