Knock, Knock, Who's There?

One night, there was a knock on the door at around eleven P.M. I got up from bed to answer the door. I was just wearing a T shirt and nothing else. It was my neighbor and she thought there was someone in her yard. When she saw I was not wearing anything below the waste, she smiled. I invited her in and offered her a drink. After a few drinks we adjourned to my bed. It was a rather eventful evening.

— Sam, 24