Part 3
Part 3:
We arrived in the late afternoon. i parked the car in front of our apartment building. A few hours ago Andrea fell asleep. I let her sleep and dropped out of our car. Our apartment for our vacation was in a very little village with only a few houses, one little supermarket and one restaurant. I read at a homepage for nudists that there is a non-official clothing optional beach in the near of. There shall be a little path from the village through the cliffs to this secret place.
I went to the front door of our landlord and rang the bell. After a little while a woman in her twenties opened the door. The woman was tall, had long brown hair and had just a little bit overweight. Her clothing was old-fashioned and her skin was pale.
I said:
"Hello, my name is Fred Wasserstein. My wife and I have booked an apartment for our summer holidays here in this building."
The shy looking woman replied:
"Welcome, Mister Wasserstein. My father informed me about your arrival."
She took a key from a little table and gave it to me.
She said:
"This key is for the apartment in the second floor. Here around the corner is the stairway to your place. Nice stay."
Abruptly she closed the front door.
I went back to the car and knocked at the window. Andrea woke up.
Andrea opened the door and said to me:
"Where are we?"
I replied:
"We are in paradise, sweetie."
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