I was thinking we could try kissing like the big kids do. Like they do in France.”Now it was the little girl’s turn to go wide-eyed.“French kiss...ng?” she asked, and then immediately felt like an idiot because of course that was what he was talking about. “With our mouths open and using our tongues?” Again, she felt stupid. What the hell else did “French kissing” mean?Paul was nodding like a bobble-head doll. “Yes, yes exactly,” he told her. “Now, I don’t know if we’ll like it, I mean it sounds. I would watch the movie, stare at the snow falling outside the window and occasionally look at Jully. I couldn't understand why she was here. Did she really like my company? Other questions came to mind and my social insecurities made themselves known to be present at the moment. That wasn't good. Fortunately after 40 minutes I was able to go to the kitchen. This provided a temporary reprieve from the insecurity but mainly it was because the Delissio pizza I put in the oven was done.. So they had all trailed up to the town’s pool that opened only through the summer season, as it had no heating for the colder weather; so the people who staffed it were just seasonal.Apart from themselves, the pool was almost deserted; a mother with her toddler, two elderly men slowly swimming breaststroke from end to end, and the pool man placing out the deckchairs.Fearful of sunburn, Anna’s mother began administering the calamine lotion to her younger sister. Mother and her friends had come. He was planning to watch the video anyway, so it couldn’t hurt to do what Karena was suggesting. He opened up his computer and saw a video named “Chad and Reina finally get it on.” He shook his head, laughing at Karena’s clever sense of humor, and clicked on play.While Chad was busy watching the video, Reina was just getting to her desk at work. She’d spent the weekend sulking too. The way Chad had touched her and kissed her before she left work on Friday, felt very different than just office.