Simon crosses the road carefully but he can't wait to have a contact. He thinks what may have been the cause for her sudden presence. He felt something suspicious but the fresh fragrance from her body had taken over this vision.
The girl was facing the road. Simon leans forward; pushing her on the wall of the jewellery shop which decreased the space between them. He was very tall, stout and strong comparing to her. She knows she can not hold back now and comes forward. Their lips were so close that they almost touched. She whispered, "Darling, can you do me a tiny favour?"
Simon came to sense. His concentration shifts to the fruity flavour of her lips that penetrate his mind through mouth and then to the word 'favour'. Is it all about that? But above everything he understood quite well she needs him today. But for what! Without wasting any time he shifts his hand over her and says," Favour! Even the angels get paid". The girl knew what he ment but she does not have any other option to resist. Rather she replied with an edgy style, "Angel... LOL! I have what this devil exactly wants".