Originally Posted by
tifram
A number of years ago, I called to a regular haunt of mine. At home were a regular favourite of mine and a younger colleague.
As I was upstairs, just getting nicely comfortable with my regular, the younger colleague burst in the door, breathless, saying that there were two Guards downstairs.
Favourite dressed swiftly and went downstairs.
I dressed even more swiftly - and waited, and waited, and waited.
Perhaps it was about 10 minutes - but to me, it seemed like an hour.
Eventually, I heard the front door closing and favourite came back upstairs.
The boys just wanted to warn them about an "odd" guy, who was creating a nuisance in the area.
Cannot remember, if he was being a problem generally, or if the problem was limited to wg's.
Anyway, I could not even think of disrobing again - despite all the cajoing from my regular.
Cannot remember if I ever went back to that particular haunt.
But, I sure can remember how I sweated that Friday evening.