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Rémy was in jail for hitting a referee, a somone who'd made a bad call.. He wasn't trained for anything but sports. My husband had several mistresses. Rémy had sports, when not playing football, he was boxing. When the league suspended him, he hit bottom. I had begun modeling for magazines for men who like older women. I met a man named Fritz who was kind and helped me. My trips to Berlin as a photographer, a career I'd just begun, were really to be photographed. Fritz showed me everything he knew. Not as idyllic as it sounds. But I've never been precious and I genuinely liked him. He taught me much about sensuality, he and his father. Nothing bizarre, more about mind control and focus and the senses. "When you get home to Aix, you will take off your clothes and think of me kissing your left breast and my father kissing your right." That kind of thing. Much of which I was to later use with Rémy.