It was another balmy night in the Philippines and I just wanted to stay in my cottage and do nothing after a hectic day of work. Turning on the shower, I went into the bedroom and undressed completely. Completely naked now and walking back into the bathroom not worrying about what to change into after my shower, someone starts knocking on the door. Quickly grabbing a towel and tying it around my waist, I opened the door slightly when I saw that it was a group of Filipino workers sent to repair and service the air conditioners I was complaining about.
Because they were eight of them standing there with parts and supplies and I not knowing if they would be back, I opened the door for them to come in. Closing the door behind me, I could tell it was going to be some time before they would be finished. As I walked by the bedroom door to turn off the shower, I could see my clothes still on the bedroom floor. Do I draw everybody’s attention to the fact I am naked under the towel or just go about my business until they leave?
Thinking the latter, I went back into the living room. As one of the workers had an air conditioner half way out of the wall, I could see he was having trouble. Offering to hold the machine while he tightened this bolt and that bolt, I didn’t realize how heavy the machine was until he let go and I was holding it by myself. If I let go, the machine would fall. The other guys just seemed to be standing around where l was holding the air conditioner. The longer this went on, the more suspicious I got of these guys. Sometime during my holding the machine, it donned on me that here I was holding this air conditioner naked except a towel wrapped around my waist and these guys had to know it.
I could feel the towel slowly loosening. Not knowing what to do, and knowing I couldn’t just drop the air conditioner, I continued to stand still. Even standing still, I could feel the towel continue to loosen around my waist. I slowly looked around the living room and the eight guys were pretty much focused in my direction. I tried to ignore the group of guys hoping they would go back to work. Feeling the towel loosening more, I knew it would only be a matter of time before the towel would fall off. My next thought even surprised me.
I wanted the towel to fall off! It would look like an accident. But in my mind, I wanted the towel to fall off leaving me completely naked in front of these eight Filipinos. Setting my plan into action, I made several quick moves as though I was adjusting to the weight of the air conditioner and as I had hoped, the towel loosened up completely and fell to the floor – exposing me completely naked in front of the guys. None of them made an effort to pick up the towel. Although I knew the guys were checking out my body, there was nothing I could do to stop them.