Flashing the Mailman

When I was a young wife and mother, age 24, I totally embarassed myself and I suppose made a permanent friend of the mailman. My daughters, two and three years old, were settled in front of the TV in the living room which was right by my front door. When I bathed, the TV kept them busy. The bathroom was at one end of the house and my bedroom at the other end. After bathing I would dry off, then walk naked from the shower to my room. Evidently there was a knock at the front door. My three year old heard it, and as I started walking through the living room there stands the mailman with a stack of mail with his mouth hanging open. I have no idea to this day what or why he knocked on the door to deliver, but after that incident he knocked every day!

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anonymous Miscellaneous June 24, 2026 at 3:10 pm 0 0