Yet Another Handsome Copper from Fates Entrer l'Accusé
Now and then my favourite French TV show of the moment throws up a man to make me sit up and take notice.
In this case, we are talking about Commandant Bret of the Service Régiolale de la Police Judiciaire in Montpellier.
A large, expansive man with expressive hands and serious facial expressions who makes my heart quicken with very word he says.
And if you could hear his voice, I'm sure you, like me, would instantly fall in love with his deep, gravelly tones as well.
I am, I must admit, deeply in love with those dark eyes as well as that mouth, framed by his grey moustache and beard, which I would dearly love to get to explore.
But let's be frank: Commandant Bret is not a man for a brief (albeit passionate) encounter. No, this is a handsome dad that I'd happily spend the rest of my life with, wrapped in those hairy arms of his, feeling his bush of a beard brushing against various parts of my naked body.
A hefty, slightly portly man, I'd hazard a guess (or, at least I'd hope) that he's a bit of a bully in bed as well as in his professional life as a senior, experienced copper.
And I'd have to say that whoever gets to slip between the sheets with him at the end of a long and hectic day, feeling the bulk of his his body weighing down as he climbs on top, having the chance to feel his fluids bursting inside, is a very lucky person indeed.
It's just a shame it isn't me.










