I had this sudden urge to run to the bathroom and do number one but since she was already in my bedroom, I just had to get her to open the door and en... my reluctance to take the risk all by myself.The noise in the closet awakened me a few times during the restless night but I just turned over the other way and drifted right back to sleep.In the morning, I tried not to look in the direction of the closet and just went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth like everything was normal. I didn't say. We all went playing and turn by turn both of the girls that Raman bring, lost their clothes, and one of them were sitting in bra only and one in panty only, while my akshata had only bra and panty, and Raman was only in his underwear, and I was in my trouser, and undergarment.One of the girl got dare to remove his underwear, and it was the girl who was only in bra, and she removed raman's underwear, and Raman was now fully nude, and they declared that Raman lost completely and were making. She again ordered in flawless French. Orange juice and enormous cups of coffee were brought to their table immediately. This was followed by their eggs and a large basket of the bakery treats synonymous with France: brioches, croissants with almonds, plain croissants, and more. They decided to walk after breakfast as it was another perfect Paris day – clear skies, sunshine, and a slight breeze. Robert suggested that they make their way to Pont Neuf and then shop in the area around Boulevard. Time to myself, no noise other than the tide running on the river and the wildlife.The snort of a fox I'd met two days before - he and I walking in opposite directions on the same narrow path - the snort of his irritation at my arrogance to be on the same piece of ground as him at this time of the morning. His arrogance at my presence, his eyes meeting mine, then, hardly even looking at me a second time he slipped past me - still walking and disappeared the way I had come. An encounter of maybe.