After I dry off I put on my towelling dressing gown, go into thekitchen flip the switch on the coffee machine, and then go into my lateAuntie's bedroo..., light the candles on top of the dresser with all thepictures of Auntie Mary (Caitlin calls it a shrine), and start puttingrollers in my hair. once that's done I go and get a cup of coffee, closeAuntie's bedroom door, and then put my head under the dryer.After browsing the latest issue of Cosmo, I look at the clock andrealise that not even 10. Merci.” He remained a little unsure, but retreated when I grabbed Adam’s arm and started to ascend the stairs. I hadn’t noticed until then we were at Châtelet, perhaps the biggest and busiest station on the line, but I was fuming, mainly with embarrassment, so the rest of the ascent to the surface was in brooding silence. At street level, things were still bustling and I led the way to an intersection. I didn’t want to admit what had just happened and paced this way and that, not wishing to. I walked the short two blocks to my house watching as the kids raked the colorful red,orange, and yellow leaves into piles. They would jump into them, throwing them into to the air and at each other. Then they would rake the leaves up again, and continue to have fun. I smiled remembering my childhood days where I had done the same thing with my brothers and sisters.I walked into the house and hurried into my room to get dressed for the party that would be starting in two hours. Maybe next year. He appeared to be enjoying her discomfort and seemed curious about her. She could feel his eyes travelling up and down the length of her body, taking in her in…undressing her with his imagination. She didn’t feel as though she minded, in fact it was turning her on…after all, she was on holidays… She decided to play it cool and let it go wherever it looked like going. ‘So who might you be? Do you live around these parts? Are you aware this is a private beach??’She asked coyly. He cocked his head.