The Landlady's Friend

The star of our story is however not the lady. She is nice I still talk to her sometimes. The apartment building is five stories high with the staircase, no elevator. We live in the second story. One afternoon as I was cooking the doorbell and the landlady's apartment rang but she was out. So I opened the door into my surprise there stood the said lady without pants. As in she was with a shirt but was in her underwear. Now at that point I was only in Germany for a couple of months so I wasn't really sure if this was normal or anything.