Toweled up

You knocked at the door. In your hand were your trunks. When the door opened, you were greeted by the sight of your busty neighbor Sofia seemingly only in a towel. You put seemingly in your head because, there was no other clue to anything underneath. The towel was neatly folded tightly around her body.

“Hi, Sofia. Been a little while. How’ve you-”

She interrupted. “I’ve been well. Sorry for cutting you off there. I just haven’t had much enjoyable company for some time. How are you?”

“Always the same. Someone’s always out to kill me or chase me with ****.” You both chuckled at the joke. “Anyways, I don’t want to be rude, but can I ask you question?”

“Of course, idiot. I don’t care about rude. I invited you to stay for four days, what am I going to do? Banish you? Ask away!”

“Ok. Why did you invite me? We haven’t even talked for like three years.”

“You seem to have answered your own question. Most of my friends get boring within the first hour I do anything with them. You. You, I have a history with, I can ask questions to, I don’t believe you need to hear more than that.”

“That’s reason enough for me. Shall we get started?”

“Sure! When we’re done, I have a sauna in the basement. Feel free to join me.” She walked herself to the the back yard which was bigger than you remembered it being.