Leaving Madeleine - Part 14
We crossed the Seine at Pont Des Arts , which Brigitte informed was her favorite bridge, and continued on towards the Louvre Hotel. During our walk we discussed paintings we liked, the beauty of Paris, the excitements of China and Japan, and everything from religion to our favorite season. We also held several long stretches where neither of us said a thing, and neither of us felt uncomfortable about it. The night was calm and rewarding like most nights in Paris and all I could think about was the potential for sex at the end of it and the consequences of tomorrow. Her aunt's place was a few minutes from the Louvre Hotel. Brigitte produced a mess of a key chain with multiple trinkets hanging off it and opened the door with one of what must have been fifteen or twenty keys. "I used to believe the number of keys on a key chain were a sign of success," I said. "How come?" she asked. "Keys to a house, a car, a cottage, work, you know, on and on..."...