" Pierre obeyed. Five minutes after, Andrea left the hotel, completely disguised, took a cabriolet, and ordered the driver to take him to the Cheval R...uge, at Picpus. The next morning he left that inn as he had left the Hotel des Princes, without being noticed, walked down the Faubourg St. Antoine, along the boulevard to Rue Menilmontant, and stopping at the door of the third house on the left looked for some one of whom to make inquiry in the porter's absence. "For whom are you looking, my. Everything ok Jess?" Paul asked."Mmm Hmm." Jess acknowledged.Just then a small group of customers came in and began ordering from Paul. Jess however, walked past Paul, brushing her chest and pelvis against his back in the small space, and was about to proceed to the back room to check her remote, but just then-"Jess. We have an order of three fraps and two lemonade refreshers." Paul told her."Mmm! Yess." Jess turned around slowly and walked back to the bar. She began making drinks. Her hands. "Let's start off with a few shots of you like this."With a wink, she agreed, and asked what I was waiting for. Taking the hint, I pressed the shutter release and got the first one in the bag. I looked down at the screen, saw that the picture was a bit blurry (thank you shaky hands) and decided to delete it and retake the shot. By the way, if you like taking photo's of your wife, I'd recommend going digital wholeheartedly. It's fantastic being able to see what you've taken as soon as you press. The race finished and Matt tore his slip in disgust, he hadn't won anything yet. "Matt, help me back to our seats, I can't walk."Matt shrugged and helped my back to our seats. Jeffrey noticed immediately and stood up. "What happened?" he asked me. Matt helped me sit and then excused himself in search of something to drink. I felt foolish. "Just turned an ankle," I said. "In those shoes, I'm not surprised," Ashley snorted. Jeffrey ignored the comment. "Best to take that shoe off before the.