The door opens. Standing in front of me is a stunning young woman of about my own age. Blonde, tallish for girl and wearing a well-filled tiny tank-top and the shortest of crotch-hugging denim shorts. Her face is lovely but it's her Norwegian-lake blue eyes that hold my attention. I'm smitten!
She smiles, "You must be Andy," she says.
"Guilty as charged." I say holding up my hands in surrender.
I know it's corny, but she laughs nevertheless.
"I'm Helmi, Phillip's daughter. Come inside."
She smiles, "You must be Andy," she says.
"Guilty as charged." I say holding up my hands in surrender.
I know it's corny, but she laughs nevertheless.
"I'm Helmi, Phillip's daughter. Come inside."