The fare who I later found out was a sailor on his way back to join his ship in Plymouth must have been taking his last fond farewells from his lady friend.
She was still naked hiding her modesty behind the door she waved him off, only problem being she had forgotten that the door was glass.
He come out to the taxi and got in we both looked back at her still waving to him and still unaware of her ample charms being on display.
And then we looked at each other and smiled and he said "daft cow."
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