I first met my Lady of the Camellias in the Hagia Sophia in Istanbul<\/p>\n
She was modestly dressed and her face was half hidden by a beautiful scarf<\/p>\n
When I enquired of this modesty I expected an explanation of respect<\/p>\n
But she told me that it was to hide a white scar which she had received in a car accident<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
She introduced herself as Marguerite and I noticed that she was carrying a neutral flower<\/p>\n
But still her face was still half hidden in the glare of the high bright white sun<\/p>\n
I liked to think of myself as a passionate man but I was just an empty fraud<\/p>\n
As all men are and was in the process of making my slow erotic move<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Marguerite only removed her scarf when we sat down to eat in a cool bar<\/p>\n
It was then that I saw (although I pretended not to<\/em>) the extent of her scarring<\/p>\n But this did not detract from her outstanding beauty although she was ashamed<\/p>\n As the scarring extended from her lower jaw along the fine line of her swan neck<\/p>\n <\/p>\n She told me that she was fully aware of my erotic motives but said that my journey<\/p>\n would be sparse as apart from her visible scars her lungs had been damaged<\/p>\n in the accident which necessitated long period of rest otherwise she might collapse<\/p>\n which was very important especially in hotter countries where the heat could be fierce<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I proposed to her that evening over dinner and she accepted on the spot<\/p>\n and now five years later we are together having never been apart<\/p>\n Our lovemaking is quite gentle almost transparent as we skim the sea<\/p>\n but we do not seek leisure under the waves as we will always remain childless<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I first met my Lady of the Camellias in the Hagia Sophia in Istanbul She was modestly dressed and her face was half hidden by a beautiful scarf When I enquired of this modesty I expected an explanation of respect But she told me that it was to hide a white scar which she had […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7215"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7215"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7215\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7215"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7215"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7215"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}