So Jim and me are taking a shortcut through the French Quarter, that’s what they call this area with a few restaurants and boutiques and like that—it’s only about a block long—and just ahead of us is this cute girl, short, like maybe five feet, and I guess she’s about our age, maybe a year or two older, maybe even three or four but no more than twenty or twenty-one, probably, and she turns and goes up this stairway, and Jim and me stop, I don’t know why, well, I do, just to watch her, because she’s so cute, and she gets about halfway up the stairs and her dress, kind of a sweater dress, I guess, really short, barely enough to cover her butt, flies up. Man oh man there must have been some kind of updraft, you know? And the dress sort of snagged for a moment before it fell back in place, but for a second or two we had this perfect view of her bare butt. No panties. Just beautiful beautiful ass.