Underwear answering

I forgot to mention last night the doorbell rang.  When it did I was sitting in my office, in my underwear as I had already taken a shower.  My front door has a window on the top half of it so I had no way to slip past it without whomever was on the other side seeing I was wearing boxers.  So I had no choice but to answer it.

I positioned my feet well behind the edge of the door and leaned awkwardly at an angle, keeping my lower body hidden from view.  Standing outside was a woman with a younger attractive girl that might have been her daughter.  Before I even opened the door I saw she had pamphlets in her hand so I knew this was more likely an offer for religious salvation.

I opened the door and said hi.  The woman introduced herself with her name and the other girls name before she started the speech.  I let her continue until she reached her first pause, which was when she asked me something about if I ever thought about what awaited me in the kingdom thereafter.  I told her no, I don’t think about it and I’m not religious.  I politely thanked them for stopping by but told them I was not interested.  The woman took the hint and marked my soul off as damned I suppose.

Cindy came up right at the tail end of the interaction.  She said she would have liked to interact with the woman some to discuss their views.  Cindy suspected they were Jehovah Witness.  Do they have the magic underpants?  I can’t keep it straight.