I wondered if he could feel the no elastic at my waist,maybe he knew? Xxnx There was a hurricane out there somewhere in the South Atlantic.I had a cup of coffee.I still wore my sleep shirt when the doorbell rang This was it, but it was not– it was a man selling Termite inspection.I managed to get rid of him,he was reluctant.I think he was more then interested in my night shirt.Funny how much of an exhibitionist I was becoming.At 11 the doorbell rang again.I answered it and there was a young man,about 28 or so.Tall, blond, and good looking. There was absolutely no mail.I was at a loss to say how I felt.For 5 long days there was no mail.When the next one came,on Aug 5,I was absolutely blown away with the request.
