I was home one day when the doorbell rang. JACK was in a hurry to collect for the newspaper. Jack was a great newspaper boy. Always delivered on time, in mint condition, and right on the door mat. Easy to get my paper in the morning. Since its so near the door, I could ‘ve opened the door naked and retrieved the paper, nobody would see me. Jack was a teenage boy, seemed to old to be a paperboy, still only 14 the neighborhood girls say. I peeked out the