Ribald Classic: The Lady In Green Slippers
June, 1969
In the year 1756, I was living in Paris and working as a journeyman at the printing house of Claude Hérissant in the Rue Notre-Dame. I was just 22, bold, good-looking and attractive to the fair sex--or so I thought. It was May 27, Ascension Day, on which a humiliating adventure befell me.With my friend Boudard, I had gone out one morning to dine at the lodgings of another friend, Renaud. Just as we were crossing the Pont Saint-Michel, we met a very pretty woman with her husband, a man dressed in...
