The young readhead

You sit next to a redhead, who immediatly turns towards you and starts conversing. She seems quite extrovert and open about herself, and soon you know quite a bit about her. Similar to you, she's married to a wealthy husband, a French aristocrat and entrepreneur with estates all along the French Riviera, who she describes as a very warm and loving person, but with, oh well, a few rather exquisite expectations. But that's how those nobles are, right?

You poke a bit further, but she doesn't really wants to reveal what she's talking about. At first. A few glasses of champagne later, she has told you everything about her, from her first kiss to her first lover to various sexual fantasies (mostly involving young athletic guys), and finally reveals that her husband apparently has repeatedly hinted that he dreams about turning his wife into a horse. Yes, right. Can you believe that? Like... not a real horse, of course, more like - some kind of roleplay where she's wearing a horses' harness and a bit gag and a... a pony tail up her... The redhead quickly drinks another glass, giggles, blushes and shakes her head. "I have no idea what he's thinking!," she exclaims.