She was running late. Between the kids and the dogs and the clock…it didn’t matter why, what mattered was that she was running out of time. Hopping out of the shower she quickly pulled on her panties. Thinking to save a few minutes she rushed out of the bathroom and grabbed her key fob to start the truck.
Unfortunately, the fob doesn’t work through the wood door, only through the screen door. But she lives in the country so there were no neighbours around to see her in her doorway, in her panties, starting her car. She flung the door open and much to her surprise there was a gentleman, from a certain religious group, standing on her doorstep, papers in hand.
Not being a shy woman, she stood there, in nothing but her panties, and asked said gentleman (who had cast his eyes to the ground) “Would you like to leave your literature?”
Apparently, he said no and rushed off. My friend now feels one of three things will happen: 1. his entire congregation will be praying for her eternal soul
2. his entire congregation will show up on her doorstep in an effort to convert her or
3. she will never find another member of their congregation on her doorstep again.
She’s hoping for number 3.