Look, it’s been long enough, I’ve moved away, and the statute of limitations has expired. Now’s a good opportunity for me to tell you that I used to spy on you through the slats in the blinds of your bedroom window. I saw you emerging naked from the shower, I saw you riding your man, and I saw you “stirring the paint” while watching Jeopardy. I tried to hint around that I was interested, but either you weren’t interested or you didn’t get it. But being the perceptive and inquisitive type, you weren’t all I witnessed. I witnessed your man bringing a strange young girl home when you weren’t around. They seemed “intimate.”
ghost said,
What kind of a man watches his neighbors through their blinds in intimate moments, propositions a woman already involved in a relationship, then smugly threatens her with a seed of doubt in her lover’s faithfulness?
A loser stalker.
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