June 1, 2020

Exeter, Devon, England


My cousin Giles, who is not yet 16 years old, knocked on my bedroom door this morning.

Yeah?” I answered, meaning “Who is it?”

Giles interpreted my response to mean “Come in,” and he promptly did so.

Completely topless, I had a knit shirt in my hands about to put it on. Giles was mortified. He blushed and stammered an excuse, tried to retreat, but couldn't seem to find the doorknob.

I quickly slipped the shirt on over my head and reassured my young cousin that I was not in any way upset with him. “If I have embarrassed you, Giles, I'm terribly sorry.”

Oh, that's okay. I like being embarrassed that way.”

In that case, we'll have to do it again sometime.”

Now, he blushed even more deeply than before.