Catastrophe as Agneta finds out.

Agneta and George are watching the Arc de Triomphe. They are standing at Champs Elysees and it’s the first time that Agneta sees the monument live. It’s early Monday morning and the streets are not filled with tourists yet. Agneta wants to go to the top of the Arc so they get in line and queue for the tickets. The queue is short today and after security clearance they walk upstairs. No elevator is available for the public it’s just to start walking.

The view from the top is breathtaking. You can see much more than you think from the top of the monument. Agneta takes a lot of pictures and George has to take a lot of pictures of her. She is smiling a lot and looks very happy.

Next is a shopping spree on the Champs Elysees. Agneta wants to go into every single store and she looks at everything. She can’t always afford it but she looks at it all. George is enjoying it but in the end it’s too much. The take a break at the Renault show room and have a cup of coffee. There is an Alpine Formula 1 car there and it’s nice to see something different than women clothes.

The break isn’t long and they then walk around to see Petit and Grand Palais. They then walk across the most beautiful bridge in Paris. Pont Alexandre III is a fantastic bridge with a lot of great ornaments. They walk straight ahead towards Hotel des Invalides. Napoleon’s old hospital for soldiers is a beautiful place and it has a great history and architecture.

George then moves on some lesser known streets until he finds a familiar street. Rue de Bac is a very nice street with a lot of charm and a nice atmosphere. They walk to Le bon Marche the oldest warehouse in Paris. More women clothes are in focus before they both get some souvenirs to bring home with them. Agneta buys a couple of hideous red berets for her flatmates Anna and Ulrika. The traditional French beret is not for everyone and usually it’s Americans who wears them in Paris.

Back out on Rue de Bac they find a nice place to eat a late lunch. There is no need to hurry. The train doesn’t leave for 5 hours and George has paid for the suite until four a o’clock .

They both have a nice salad with a lot of fresh vegetables. Some white wine and a lot of bread and cheese. Cappuccino and some ice cream for dessert. They eat outside and the street is busing with life and it’s a very nice lunch.

Agneta looks so happy. She constantly repeats that this is her best holiday ever. Fabulous sex. Wonderful city and she has found her man. She promises George more sex and hopes that they can fuck one more time before they leave. Train sex as last time is an option but perhaps they shouldn’t do it at the train again. Agneta is amazed by the number of orgasms she has had with George. Apparently nothing can compare to what she is experiencing now.

It’s a short walk back to the hotel and they bring all of Agneta’s shopping bags with them up to the suite. Agneta gives George a passionate kiss and then she says that she wants to pay for the things they have taken from the mini bar in the suite. Not much is taken just some sparkling water and a snack or two. She will also bring back the passports that has been left in the hotels possession.

Agneta is coming up from the lobby. She runs into the bathroom and slams the door shut. George can hear her crying and hulking in the bathroom. What could have gone wrong? Has she possibly found out something about him during the short time?

“Sweetie was is wrong?” George asks Agneta blocked by the bathroom door. She doesn’t answer but just continues to sob and cry. “Please talk to me Agneta. What’s wrong. “

Agneta tries to talk but her voice breaks down. She tries a couple of times but she can’t speak. Finally she is able to speak.

“Fuck you George you big liar. Or should I say fuck you Paul Richard Andersson. “ That is the real name for George. She has probably had a peak in the passport.

“Sweetie please let me explain.” George says to her.” Open the door and I will tell you all about it. It’s not a big deal and you can’t be that upset about that I prefer a different name right now. This is not like you Agneta. I don’t believe you have any real reason to be this upset.”

“Fuck you Paul.” Agneta is still crying and she is very upset.” I am a bit upset about your name. But that’s nothing compared to how upset I am about your profession. Sold your company my goodness what a lie. You are a prostitute. That’s what you are a male gigolo. A fucking male escort. “

“I have just seen your website and it’s you don’t deny it. I haven’t seen your face but I recognize your body and your apartment. For goodness sake I even recognize your naked ass. Fuck you Paul I hope you are happy with fooling me this hard. I thought I loved you and I guess the only thing I loved was your cock.”

Agneta is crying so loud and she is very upset. Paul is not crying but he is in a lot of pain. Damn I should have told her more about me. Perhaps not everything at once but at least my name and more about me and especially the fact that I owned a couple of big companies. How did she found out.

“Agneta I am so sorry. “ Paul talks to her.” I should have told you my real name and more about me. How did you find out?”

“Is that all you care about how I found out.” Agneta is screaming at him.” Anna sent me a text and she also included a link to your fucking website. Fucking unbelievable I was in love to a male escort. This is the worst day of my life. Apparently I have been losing my mind over some decent sex. I can’t believe I have been screwed over like this. Both literally and figuratively. “

Agneta stays silent. She has stopped crying and she is quiet and a bit calmer now. Paul doesn’t know what to do. This is just awful and he is devastated. He needs to think about what to do. Agneta isn’t going to take him back right now and god only knows what the journey back to London will be like.

“Agneta I am so sorry.” George talks to her again.” I don’t know what to say. I haven’t really lied to you I have just not told you everything.”

“Paul stop just stop.” Agneta is screaming to Paul.” Don’t be a clown and try to make this sound better than the awful truth. Fuck you Paul. God knows how many women you have fucked during the three weeks with me. Noooooo no no you bastard I have been fucking you unprotected. Fuck fuck fuck I bet that you have given me sexual deceases and that would be just great. Just great.”

Paul doesn’t go into detail that he is clean from any diseases that has to wait to another time.

“Agneta look I feel terrible about this. “ George tells her.” I can tell that you are upset and rightfully so. I am sorry. So sorry but it’s too late for apologies now isn’t it. “

“So listen Agneta. We have to check out now. I leave you alone for fifteen minutes and then I see you when you leave at the desk. I will get you a taxi and give you some cash for the trip and the trip in London to your flat. You already have the Eurostar tickets and they will serve you a free meal on the train. So you don’t have to worry about spending the journey together with me. I will take another train back home to London. How about that Agneta is that okay?”

After a while Agneta talks to Paul.

“Paul this is the first time you make any sense since I told you what I found out. I think you are right. I appreciate that you act like a true gentleman and finally realizes what is best for me. Good under the circumstances I would say it’s a great idea. Maybe you have a brain and a heart after all. Please leave me and I will pack and get ready to leave. I will meet you downstairs at the reception. Fuck this is just awful but this plan of us going home separately is not a bad idea. I think we can agree that spending three or four hours together wouldn’t be a good idea under these circumstances. Fine go and I will pack my stuff and see you in fifteen minutes.”

Paul gets downstairs and he goes to the reception. He lies to them a little and tells them how much he loves the suite and wonders if he could stay. They look in the booking system and he can stay for three more nights if he wants to. He wants to stay and he takes the offer. They are a bit surprised that Agneta doesn’t stay but he tells them that she has to work tomorrow.

After that he goes to the bar and orders a drink. A big Whisky. Single malt Laphroaig. Very smoky and with a lot of peat flavor. Fuck this is not the way this should end with Agneta. Should he try to explain and beg for forgiveness? He should do something but perhaps it’s better to just accept the fact for now and wait and see how she feels about him after a few more days.

It’s not like they were in a relationship. Whey were fucking regularly and often but nothing had been sad about a commitment. This trip to Paris was trying to figure out if they were right for each other. The sad thing is that they are right for each other. Agneta even told him last night that she was in love with him. And now this fuck up. Damn Paul feels really sad about this development.

It’s time to meet Agneta in the lobby. Paul is **** to go there but he has to. Agneta is already there and she looks miserable. The normally cute and happy woman is not a happy one now. She just looks at Paul and she doesn’t say a single word. Paul helps her outside with her suitcases. She has been shopping a lot in Paris and her bags are full. Outside the taxi is waiting for her and they move her luggage into the cab.

Agneta opens the back door and she sits down. She closes the door and she doesn’t even look at Paul. The taxi leaves the hotel and Paul is in a bit of pain. There she goes. Probably the woman that could have been the love of his life.