Party night
 

She’s single, she’s shapely, she’s beautiful and she lives right across the street. I can see her place from my kitchen window:

I watched as she got home from work this evening. I was surprised when she walked across the street, up my driveway and knocked on the door.

I opened the door, she looked at me and said.
"I just got home, and I have this strong urge to have a good time, dance, get drunk, and have sex tonight. Are you doing anything?"

I quickly replied. "Nope, I’m free!"

"Great." She said. "Can you watch my kids?"