Today I was sitting on my couch wearing my favorite pink nylon robe and panties. I heard a noise on the exterior wall behind me in the backyard. Then a few more noises.
Shortly thereafter, the door bell rings. I went to the door and looked through the peephole to find the exterminator putting the invoice on the screen. He walked away immediately, but usually he waits to talk to me to ask if there are any issues.
I walked into the kitchen to get some food, when I saw him in the backyard spraying, with me in full view through the sliding glass door. I figured he had finished. He didn't seem to see me, but he absolutely had to when I was on the edge of the couch near the glass door. He wasn't 6 feet away as he was spraying the exterior wall behind me with a window and glass door.
Oh well, that just makes one more person that doesn't really count concerning my proclivity to be Christina that now knows. I'm sure his family and friends will get a kick out of his story. Maybe next time I'll open the door!