I just stepped out of the shower, butt naked. It was the middle of the day, and it was hot as fuck outside. I was alone in the house. My family was well-to-do, and they were out of town for two days. The whole house to myself! I dried off, put on my underwear and was about to put on my jeans when I thought: “Fuck it! Only underwear will do, got the house to myself anyway!”
So, I did exactly that. I loved the sensation of the fresh air on my almost naked body. I loved the feeling of everything just, dangling freely in the very lose underwear I had on. Not a care in the world. All of a sudden as I came walking down the hallway, I saw someone standing in front of me. Shit! It was Mrs. Velasquez. She was the mother of a friend of mine and my parents knew they were poor, so they helped her by having her clean our house once a week for pretty generous pay. She was just, standing there. As if struck by lightning.