Originally Posted by
bedbugbilly
I'd have told her, Oh, it's nothing to worry about . . . it's just our bi-weekly "swingers" get together."
Kind of reminds me when I was a kid and we all had "party lines" . . . we had one neighbor lady who must have spent the greater part of her day listening in on other's phone conversations. More than once I heard my Dad. when he finished up with a phone call, speak loudly into the phone, Did you get all of that Mrs. "X", or do you need me to write it all down for you?" It was a blessed day when we were finally able to get a private line.