The Voluptuous Army

Extract: She fancied the fire with her naughtiness which sometimes often brushed against the cynical effrontery, but what kindness in this effrontery! The words came from the lips with a smile of candor that stunned and cut short the reply. What did she say then in the last waltz, when she abandoned herself to the dying eyes, to the vertigo of turning, the body almost in his arms? Yes, he remembered. A big sigh swelled his chest, the world no longer existed, it seemed to him that he possessed her, and his hands took notice of the treasures that he coveted over the toilet: Lucette's eyes rose on his, with a shudder of her eyelashes and she murmured:
“You look at me but you see me naked!”