repairmans treat
Sleepily, she walked to answer the door.
“Dishwasher Repair Man” said the voice on the other side of the door.
She looked through the peep hole and saw a good-looking man in his mid-30’s.
He smiled through the peep hole.
God it’s early, she thought as she unlocked the door to let him in. She had
thrown a robe over her nude body. She hadn’t even had coffee.
“Come in,” she said. “Do you know what time it is?”
“Nine a.m.” he said as his eyes moved to her long legs. Although she was
barefoot, she was a good three or four inches taller than the repair man. (more…)