Paris in Prison
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Paris: Part Two:
I had looked at a map of the RER and of the Metro before getting to Paris
and immediately concluded that a taxi was going to be the quickest way for
me to get from the Gare de Lyon to Pigalle where I was due to meet Serge.
I was due to meet with him at a club where he worked and then stay with him
for a few days whilst deciding whether to find a job in Paris or return
home to England.
The taxi driver did not seem to understand my request for him to take me to
Pigalle and I knew it wasn't my french which was the problem. It turned
out he was Romanian.
I wrote it down for him but when we reached the Place de la Concorde, which
I had seen pictures of, I realised I had to get out a map because I knew we
should be nowhere near there. After thirty minutes we eventually got to
Pigalle and I was left wondering if I would have been quicker to go by
train, I have since learnt that I would have been but that the taxi should
have taken less than 10 minutes.
Serge had told me to meet him at a club near Pigalle which had cabaret
singers and to ask for Serge. I found the club fairly easily but Serge was
not there.
The barman asked for my name before he introduced me to a beautiful young
lady called Jane, who he said was a friend of Serge's.
She was wearing a black and white chequered suit and a white blouse.
Jane asked me, "Tell me, Simone, have you ever performed?"
I was uncomfortable with how French women tended to pronounce my name (like
that of Simone de Beauvoir) so I corrected her explaining my name was
pronounced Simon before I said I hadn't ever performed cabaret.
Just then she looked at the clock and said, "Merde!" And then apologised
to me before explaining that she had to perform next on stage but we would
go out after that and have a drink at the Irish pub.
I was transfixed as I recognised the opening bars to, "Sans contrefa?on"
and as Jane appeared with a red wig and lip synced the song perfectly. I
realised why she was wearing the suit then because it looked very like
Myl?ne Farmer.
Afterwards Jane asked me what I thought of her performance and I was
surprised at how good her English was. She told me her mother was a
teacher and I replied, "Like Serge?" She winced for a moment before
recovering quickly and smiling and saying, "Yes, that's right, just like
Serge."
So, Jane then said, "Let's go." And I remembered thinking how normally a
man invited a woman out just as when a man and a woman danced, he led and
she followed but Jane was leading this dance.
When we got to the Irish pub she said to me we should have a few drinks
whilst we waited for Serge to show up and another Myl?ne Farmer song,,
"Libertine" came on the radio or jukebox. I sang along:
"Je, je suis libertine, je suis une catin,
Je, je suis si fragile, qu'on me tienne la main.."
"Wow, you know the words perfectly, Simone, sorry Simon," said Jane.
"Where's Serge?" I asked.
"He should get here soon," Jane replied suddenly impersonating a male voice
and in fact, now I thought of it, sounding very like Serge.
"Wow, you're good," I told her giggling.
"More than you know," she replied.
After that I don't remember much save that we had sex that night but the
strange thing is I seem to remember it was anal sex and there was a moment
when Jane was penetrating me rather than me penetrating her.
The next morning I woke to find all of my clothes and my wallet had
gone....
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