Cleaning with Dirt

It's Saturday morning. I am doing the housework. Laundry, sweeping. The regular shit. The landlords are away for the weekend so I got the tunes cranked while I go about my business. Soon I hear a knock on the door. I can't find the remote to turn off my rock and roll. I manage to get the volume turned down slightly but it's still loud. I open the door and it the Jehovah's Witnesses. They start giving their rundown on Jesus and such and their pamphlet that I won't read. Soon the next song comes on. "Do you fuck on the first date" I don't know if she could hear it. I was certainly loud enough. Maybe they tune out the Rock and Roll sound. She was cougar hot. Her dress kept blowing up around her. God is cool like that.