I had just finished toiling over my dirty clothes at the laundromat, and had piled my stuff together to take home.I had just finished toiling over my dirty clothes at the laundromat, and had piled my stuff together to take home. I live only a few blocks away, and usually walk when it is as nice outside as it was last night. I must have looked like I was overloaded, carrying my laundry, because a car pulled over next to me. "Do you want a ride?" said the girl behind the seat of the purple VW Bug. Well, who am I to say no, right? So I got in her car. "Thanks," I said, not thinking of much else appropriate at the time. She said, "I'm Andrea--where are we going?" I gave her my address and of course within moments we had arrived. Andrea asked if she could help carry anything. Well, it seemed to me like she was already carrying herself really well. Pretty face, sandy blond hair, a white t-shirt and denim mini-skirt, she looked pretty nice. But, who am I to say no, right? So she carried a few of my shirts. Walking up the stairs, I could have sworn I didn't see any panties under- neath her skirt, not that I was looking or anything. Hmmmm...... Well, we got into my apartment and she set my stuff down. "There you go." Not thinking of much else to say at the moment, but wanting to leave things open, I said, "Thanks. What can I do to thank you?" Well, if her nipples swelling under her t-shirt weren't enough of a give- away, she said, "I'm sure you can think of something. |