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There are two parts to this story...but one of them is my friend's....and hers is 1000x more interesting. I met Alexandre (name changed for protection of identity) on a normal night out at the Latina Club. I spent some time talking and smoking cigarettes with him outside before he left. As he was leaving, he kissed me and added me on Facebook. Now this isn't a particularly interesting story...just included since this blog is dedicated to French fuckboys, sex, and embarrassing stories of France. Not much later, Alexandre came over to my end of town to grab a beer with me. After finishing our drinks, we headed back to my place. Alex introduced me to some French rap and played the normal douchebag guy by picking on me (in an attempt to make me more into him)....we didn't have much time, as we both had to leave soon....but things started to get heated at the very last minute. We both ended up being late to our events, but the sex was worth it....and when I showed up to my friend's dorm, she knew immediately I was late due to sex. #mylifeisapartyandimthedj At least he still messages me to chat even though I've been back home in the states for months.