I turn away as not too get caught, but too late, you have noticed me looking at you. I go browsing a bit more, but keep an eye out. I return, you are ...still shopping and checking to see if I am still looking. I am.I sit down and check out a newspaper left behind, I see you walking out with bags in hand, and walking towards me, you take a peek, then continue on, I wait a bit, and follow you from far, in admiration of your great legs and sexy curvy body, teasing me so that I come closer, but I. Again Pete was in bed, furiously masturbating as he shamelessly listened to what sounded like great sex. Her name was April. She’d lived in the apartment next door for six months. Pete could still remember the day she moved in. He was on his way back from the grocery store and came around the corner to see a slender figure of his new neighbor in tight, colorful yoga pants as she carried a box marked ‘kitchen’ into her new apartment. She was on her way out by the time he made it all the way down. I followed him into a home connected to the lobby.Mark was a tall man and about the same age as my father. He was clean-shaven and his hair was well groomed. His smile was warm and I felt asthough I had known him for all my life.We entered the living area of his home and the sight of a large group ofpeople greeted me. It was obvious that this was his family and they hadgathered for Christmas. I felt strangely out of place.The room was large and the walls had been plastered in a rough. Ellis walked slowly over to the bed and stood in front of her. He reached out his hand and stroked the side of her face. He then took her by the chin and forced her face up to look at him. Emily attempted a smile, tried to look past the man to find her daddy but the man turned her head back and held her face there. As he brushed her cheek with his thumb, Emily saw him slide his own hand over the front of his cotton pants. Her eyes were fixed on the bulge that was clear as day and though she was.