I allowed Laura to lead the way, this was my first time travelling so far from home and I was a bit wry about my surroundings. I followed Laura obediently while she searched for a taxi to take us to Rue Saint Lazare.
"Excuse moi dames" piped a man directly behind us, his thick french accent angelic and alluring.
Turning we came face to face with a handsome young man probably in his late twenties wearing a baseball cap, my mouth dropped.
Oh my he was fine crisp blue eyes, pearly white teeth complete with washboard abs under his tight fitted t shirt. He was a bit slimmer and shorter than Robert. Robert was tall and strapped, he had a body fit for the rigorous game of football and he was a damn good quarter back and captain.
"Oui monsieur" answered Laura showing off her french speaking capablilities nudging me sharply in the rib. I guess I was still staring with my mouth open no doubt.
"I was wondering if you beauitful ladies are here on your own? Do you need a lift? I have a taxi"pointing in the direction to where his car is parked.
"I can take you anyway you need to go" he continued never taking his eyes off Laura undressing her slowly with a weird smirk on his face.