Louis Theroux’s lover (Rousse)

I helped clear the ornaments from the table. Now that the last green china dog was hidden, nobody would ever suspect that Louis Theroux was having an affair.

I was not the object of Louis’ affections, sadly. Although he listened attentively when I poured my heart out to him, he was never going to fall in love with the likes of me.

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