Ever since you moved in to this apartment, you'd thought it was weird that your bedroom window faced out at an angle that let you look into the bedroom of the person next door. Up until a few months ago, it didn’t matter since it was a middle aged lady over there who never opened the blinds. But then one day she was gone and I was there in her place, and things got a lot more interesting. You were sure I never closed the blinds on purpose. If they were broken, I would’ve fixed them by now. So you could only assume I wanted you watching me change when I got home from work, or when I was going out, or when I was taking it all off to go to bed. And when I brought guys over, the blinds didn’t come down then either. You even could have sworn you saw me give you a wink when I was bent over and taking it from behind, staring out the window from my bed.
I was daring you to do something about it, you were sure of that. So when you ran into me in the laundry room, you were almost ready to do something right then and there, throw me on top of the washing machine and work out all your frustration. But I ran out of there as soon as i figured out what you were thinking. What’s this I left behind though... a tiny pink thong in the dryer? Surely you haveto be a good gentleman and return it to me, right?
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