They're very touchy to start with. To take one example, I was looking at a leather bag (tip: never buy leather in Marrakech unless you like the smell of bird shit). The shopkeeper maneuvered us so we were facing each other, and then shoved his hand down the back of her jeans (I don't want to be more graphic) where I couldn't see what was happening, chatting away to me all the time.

She looked extremely uncomfortable and asked to leave the store, so we did. It's an awkward situation because when you're in the Medina you're surrounded by dozens of young guys who are related to the shopkeeper and you can't really kick up a stink about it.