I just have to tell you what happened about two weeks ago. I was out shovelling my driveway after a big snow dump of about 15 cm. This girl came walking up the street; and I knew from the papers she was carrying that she was probably trying to sell something door-to-door. From a distance, she looked like she was around 19 years old.
When she got to my driveway and walked in about 15 steps, she said,
"Good Morning, Sir. How are you today?"
Her smile was absolutely captivating, and she was as pretty as any young girl I have met in a long time. Now, she looked about 22-23. I just answered her,
"Fine thank you. Wow, aren't you just the prettiest girl in the neighborhood." and smiled back at her.
To my ultimate surprise she stepped forward and gave me a hug. I hugged her back and kissed her on the cheek and she did likewise. Her body against me for this brief time felt good and she obviously had a pretty good rack under her coat.
She began her sales pitch which was selling ski days at a local ski hill. I listened to her intently because I just want to keep her near me. I wasn't interested because I gave up skiing a few years ago and gave all my equipment away. I gave her a few leads on the street and she leaned into me again, gave me another hug and kiss--still surprising me and making me wonder what she was really selling. I told her,
"A beautiful girl like you should be able to sell the whole ski hill, not just day tickets."
(Quite a come-on line, huh) Again, she leaned in to give me a kiss, and this time I moved my head so you kissed me on the lips.
"H-m-m-m, good kisser." she said.
It was in the middle of the day, neighbors were all at work, my wife was away to work, so I felt safe in my next move.
"Honey, it's really cold. Want to come in and have a coffee or a bad cup of hot chocolate?" I asked her thinking that she would never do it.
"I'd love to. By the way, my name is Cheryl. And you are. . .?" she replied. I told her I was Bruce and we went inside.