Many years ago, my boyfriend at the time and I were hanging out at a friend's house. We started to leave around 3am, but as the door shut behind us, he seized me and we began making out. Things progressed, until eventually we were fucking enthusiastically in the doorway. Suddenly, the door began to open. Horrified, he threw his weight against it as I scrambled to put my clothes in order. The door opened just a crack, and a sepulchral voice issued forth: "STOP LEANING ON THE DOORBELL!"