The Neighborly Thing To Do

Janie put on her shirt and shorts opting to carry the bra and g-string back home. "When can I see you again," she asked winking at me.

"Depends," I said. "I'm in my office every night," I retorted as we both laughed at the response.

"Thanks Mark," Janie said and went back out of my yard the way she came.

Wearing just my towel I walked the trash can to the end of my driveway for trash pickup. Headlights turned onto the street and Doug & Mary pulled into their driveway. I waved across the yard.

Doug spoke up, "I know you're living the bachelor life man, but is a towel the only thing you have clean?" We all laughed. They knew I was just out of the hot tub. But what they didn't know is that their sweet little college bound girl had lost my swim suit for me only minutes ago. I had a laugh of my own at that.

As Mary walked in the house I could see where Janie gets her looks. She was an older version of Janie. Now, I wondered what Mary looked like naked.