For my second, and sadly, last meeting with Aaron Westin, I asked if he could answer the door, naked. He didn't think it was a good idea, as he thought there may have been people in the hallway. I agreed with him. I tweaked my nips, (for good luck), as I got out of the elevator. When I reached his door, it was ajar and I went in, closed the door behind me, and announced myself. Aaron proceeded to walk out, while brushing his teeth, completely and gloriously, naked. As long as I live, I will never forget the impressive sight of him. He was staying a few blocks away from my apartment, and whenever I walk by the building, that wonderful memory comes back.