It's a hot summer day in 1968. Henrietta was at the beach with her family, dressed in a striped swimsuit. She was clearly a shy girl, always tugging at the fabric of her bathing suit to make sure she was staying modest.

Henri was baking in the hot sun, but heading over to the snack shack meant passing a group of noisy boys. Henri didn't like boys. They were scary. Facing her fears, Henri stood up and hurriedly made her way to the ice cream stand. Once she bought her ice cream, she turned around and slammed into the bare chest of some guy. She squeaked, dropping her ice cream cone.

"I'm so sorry!" she rambled. "I'm very sorry, I wasn't..." She blushed even harder upon seeing how... attractive this boy was.

"... I'm sorry."