It was the middle of the night. Who could possibly be knocking on his door at this hour? Throwing on a robe, Tim goes to the door, trying to see who it was through the peephole. He'd done pretty well for himself the last few years, but living alone, his apartment was about as big as it needed to be for himself and maybe a friend crashing the night.
He peered out, recognizing who it was. His old girlfriend, by herself. What was she doing back? He hadn't seen her since their messy break-up 5 years ago, and for what? Him wanting to get adventurous in their sex life? What guy DOESN'T want that at some point?
Either way, he answered the door. He was curious what the heck she wanted with him.
He peered out, recognizing who it was. His old girlfriend, by herself. What was she doing back? He hadn't seen her since their messy break-up 5 years ago, and for what? Him wanting to get adventurous in their sex life? What guy DOESN'T want that at some point?
Either way, he answered the door. He was curious what the heck she wanted with him.