Steven didn't know what les culs des sacs meant and he didn't ask. He did, however, feel a sudden thrill in his prick. He felt it stiffening and he credited this to the proximity of Melissa's warm body. He could see her ripe breasts snugly under the tight-fitting dress, which exaggerated her erect nipples, if he dared look closely. He knew she was wearing no brassiere. He could tell by the way her lovely breasts jiggled and bounced when she walked, when she sat down, and when she stood up suddenly.

As they sat there amidst the noises of the square, the passing of vehicles, the walking people, the whores, the pimps, the gamblers pondering their past and future, Steve couldn't resist the temptations his emotions were feeding.

He felt warm. He felt cold. He felt secure. He felt scared, especially when he felt the pressure of Melissa's thigh against his, or when she'd look into his eyes, or when she'd slide her tongue over her moist lips and then slip it back into her mouth.

He loved the smile in her eyes. He loved her long, tapered fingers, her pale pink nails, her thumbs. He loved the way she smoked with the long, distinguished cigarette holder made of pure African ivory.

He loved the way she looked wearing the dark glasses; how he knew her eyes were looking at him when her head was turned. And most of all, Steve loved the smell of her. It was a combination of cleanliness and sweat mixed with the delightful fragrances one associates with a perfume counter in one of the exclusive boutiques he'd visited from time to time in the company of his mother back in the States. His mother was always dragging him to those places, making him wait for her, ignoring him. Somehow, he loved the aroma, the mingled scents.

Steve also enjoyed the envious glances of the people who would pause momentarily on the sidewalks, or purposely linger so they could study him and Melissa. He liked how older men admired him. He loved the looks from young girls wondering who he was, and what he did, how he came to be with this beautiful, older woman. It aroused him to think of these strangers and their questions.