I’d seen you swimming too.You’re a good swimmer.” “Thanks.” “I’m Cindy.” “Ric.” She gave me her hand. Our first touch. I looked in...her eyes as I took it and she gave me a very warm smile. Ifelt that feeling in the stomach when there is immediate mutual attraction. We chatted about life, her home town of Philadelphia, and that she would be visiting Cannes fairly regularly as her company had a partnership with a local firm designing software for architects and real estate projects. As I’m an. "Don't be silly young lady. Take those stupid things off!" But Janice, - she'll, -" Don't be stupid girl. Janice has seen you thousands of times in thebathroom, I'm sure."This was true but now I was in ladies' changing rooms trying on panties.Janice piped up loud enough for everybody to hear."It's OK. I've seen it before!"I felt a wave of nausea engulf me and even Aunty Beverly nearly lost it.Almost every body in the world knew what little girls were talking aboutthen they spoke of 'having seen. ’ She retorted and walked out. Once outside she took some deep breaths feeling a little nauseous again. That man infuriated her. How could he make love to her like that and then ignore her? Sure she hadn’t exactly spoken to him much either but it was all his fault wasn’t it? Why on earth did he have to be so gorgeous? Her brain was awhirl with questions as she reached her place. Try as she might she couldn’t come up with many answers. Well at least ones she was prepared to acknowledge to. You see she was content with who she was. That’s what I loved about her. She had a very pretty face. A smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. She was about 5’6′ and 145 pounds. She had friends to hang with, but no one close other than me. I was asked by a few people why I hung out with her. My usual reply was ‘for more reasons than you’ll ever know’. This girl knew me. Almost as well as I knew myself. I didn’t bother ever lying to her. She would know instantly! Sure I teased her a lot.