Delivery story 125 Old guy writes: In my mid-forties, I became a stay-at-home Dad when my third child was born. I delivered pizzas four nights a week and threw papers the other two so I could take care of the kids during the day. This was in El Paso and later in Houston. One delivery was to a half-million dollar home on the bay near NASA. An attractive lady wearing a silk bathrobe answered the door. Beyond the entryway, I could see a big screen TV and behind the wall the feet of her husband with slippers and matching robe obviously relaxing in the recliner. She disappeared around the corner to get her purse and when she returned, her robe was now opened and I could see that she was nude underneath. As she fumbled with her purse, she made sure I got a good look. I was afraid her husband was going to come around the corner, so I kept watching his feet to make sure he stayed put. She finally handed me the payment with a nice tip. I was so confused, I handed her the pizza still in the bag and started to leave. She called me back. With great difficulty, I extracted the pizza box, handed it to her, and tried to hand her the cheese and pepper packets, which she asked me to place in her pocket. Wow. Then I watched as she tried to pull her zipper up with one hand, while holding the box. She handed it back to me so she could use both hands, then smiled and I left. I guess she wanted a little excitement knowing her husband was right around the corner! Weird!