The Holiday Visit (2)

As the time for Lara's visit drew closer, Steven got busy cleaning the house; getting the pool sparkling clear, making sure there was fresh linen for the beds and buying more provisions than he would normally use when he was alone. It had been some time since he had a house guest, let alone three young women, and to be truthful, he was feeling a little nervous. He was wondering whether his choices of food were what young women eat, or what they might all talk about, as he felt a little out of touch with the 'young' scene. Steven had been waiting all day, trying to keep busy and had changed his clothes twice.

"'What's the matter with me?" he mused to himself, as he looked out the window for the umpteenth time.

Just as he was thinking what to do next to occupy his time, he heard the thumping, bass beat, of loud music and tires crunching up the gravel driveway.

"Well here we go," he thought, and made his way to the entrance hall, casting a last glance in the mirror