For Fandango’s Story Starter #27, where we build something around the following phrase:
I realized when I got home that I had accidentally…
It was a blistering hot sommer’s night in 1975, a few weeks past my fifteenth birthday, and I had not long discovered the wonder of alcohol. After one particularly excessive evening with new friends, I realized when I got home that I had accidentally climbed through Mrs. Swinson, our next-door neighbour’s window by mistake.
Taking care not to rouse my parents, I stealthily undressed. Naked, I slipped under the duvet, just as her scream alerted me.
Mister Bump 
The Mr was there too? 😂
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Wow! A threesome! What fun! There we go – I made a small edit. We don’t need no husbands getting involved.
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Ahhh oohhh 😂😂😂😂😂
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😳🤣🖤
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Oops 😁
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That’s what you get for being a sneaky teenager. :)teach you a lesson? funny!!
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Maybe teach him not to drink so much?
Nah!
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Mrs Swinson’s swansong eh!
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if she plays her cards right.
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Oh my!
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😂😲😁
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