Steamy Dreams
Her chin-length blonde hair was always styled immaculately, and she wore short skirts to show off her nice legs.
Standing behind Erin was somebody that I hadn't met before. It was a woman, or girl rather, who looked about 18. I assumed it was Erin's daughter, because their faces were very similar. She had long, wavy blonde hair, and was even prettier than Erin. Her entire body was perfectly tanned, giving her an alluring appearance. She could have easily been a supermodel.
"Do you have nothing to say for yourself?" Erin asked me, snapping me back to reality.