I showed up to repair Internet at a stripper’s house. She answered in a bathrobe, then showered while I worked. The modem was in her bedroom. So was the shower.
I kept my eyes averted.
Finally got it working, turned on her laptop to check to make sure it was surfing. Wallpaper was her, naked.
Similar situation, says she’s going to shower while I’m fixing the internet and I can leave when it’s fixed. A few minutes later, she walks out of her room completely naked. In shock, I apologize and end up leaving shortly after that.
Twenty years later and I still have no idea whether she did that on purpose.
I showed up to repair Internet at a stripper’s house. She answered in a bathrobe, then showered while I worked. The modem was in her bedroom. So was the shower.
I kept my eyes averted. Finally got it working, turned on her laptop to check to make sure it was surfing. Wallpaper was her, naked.
So, yup.
Similar situation, says she’s going to shower while I’m fixing the internet and I can leave when it’s fixed. A few minutes later, she walks out of her room completely naked. In shock, I apologize and end up leaving shortly after that.
Twenty years later and I still have no idea whether she did that on purpose.
She did. You know it. You just don’t want to know if you missed out on something good.
She was married. I didn’t need that kind of drama, anyway.
Ah, left the important bit out - good call, then.