I smiled and got up, shielding her back with my body from the crowd while I pulled up her dress.She slid backwards on her seat until her butt was hang...ng over the back end of it, letting me expose a pair of pale, white buttocks with nothing covering them up. The girl was just as naughty as me when it came to underwear.I reached for the nearest bottle on the bar, a small coke bottle with a slowly widening neck, and started sucking it slowly as if it was a cock, all the while looking deep into. Oddly I was very aware of my own nipples. I didn't understand it. I knew of course, the feeling of my nipples being touched. I'd been touching my own breasts since they were as small as Felicia's, amazed at how they grew, how tender the could be. But I wasn't touching them now, I wanted them covered. Yet it didn't matter, they tingled and wanted my touch. I ignored it as best I could."You did a great job." Richard wasn't talking to me, but to Felicia.His fingers traced a line down over her. But surely, someone in the surrounding area would know.He surveyed the darkened street and on a corner a half-block away he saw the dim lights of what might be a commercial establishment of some nature. He headed off toward it.It was a small tobacco shop. Paul entered and a thin, frail, elderly man smiled at him from behind the counter."Des cigarettes," Paul said, pointing toward a particular brand displayed."Oui," replied the old man. "Will there be something else?" he inquired in French."No,. Clearly she had been instructed not to look provocative. Evelyn's emotions roiled in conflict. Her stomach knotted in anxiety as she went through her preparation ritual. She felt an unmistakable flush of nervous excitement bubbling just under her calm exterior and threatening to burst through her stoic facade. She closed her eyes and forced herself to relax. This is just another case, she reminded herself again, and she took a deep breath as she put her game face on. It was a mask she could.