I wrote it down for him but when we reached the Place de la Concorde, whichI had seen pictures of, I realised I had to get out a map because I knew we...hould be nowhere near there. After thirty minutes we eventually got toPigalle and I was left wondering if I would have been quicker to go bytrain, I have since learnt that I would have been but that the taxi shouldhave taken less than 10 minutes.Serge had told me to meet him at a club near Pigalle which had cabaretsingers and to ask for Serge. . She didn’t dare ask as then her mum would know she had been listening in to her private phone calls.“MUM! Its not even 9am!” Katie said as her mum walked toward the table with a cold champagne bottle from the fridge.“Well it is your birthday honey and turning 18 calls for a celebration” Katie’s mum replied.They had drinks most days. The benefit of a relaxing life on the farm with no money hassles. But even for Katie’s standards before 9am was a bit of a stretch. They would usually have some. Well it was during the summers , i was on for my regular work just closed my door and was about to leave , then at that time i heard Reema wishing me good morning, i just looked back to wish her but to my fortune i happened to fix my eyes on to her erect nipples which was protruding out of her night gown , she caught my stare and it was a real embarrassing moment for me . Let me cut short the in between scene and come directly to the point.Rema had some issues with her computer so she had asked. .."Just then, Dave came around the corner. "Hey," he said to the girls sitting on the floor. "Sammy... could I talk to you for a second?" Sure," she replied. "Can you give me a minute? I'll be right out." Oh, sure, no problem," said Dave, turning and leaving the room.Sammy took Patty's hand in hers, interlacing their fingers. "Patty... you haven't asked how I knew where to find Bobby on the hill."She blinked back at her. "Oh. That's right. How did you know?" Don't think I'm crazy, but... I had.