This was weird. I mean, call Rod Serling, play the “Twilight Zone” theme music, gut-level weird. I live in a high-rise, on about the 80th floor or so…and enjoy looking out my window at the world around me. It’s a KILLER view that I pay bank for every month, and one time it really paid off for me.
You know how city planners are…get as much as you can into as much space as you can…jam it all in…well, they never seem to realize that the dwellers can get a look at each other…and the babe that I saw in her apartment…phew; yummy. Gorgeous brunette with the kind of body men’d kill for…and other women’d kill HER for having out of jealousy and lost husbands. I was just taking in the view that night and she popped into view…and she noticed that I was noticing her.
So, rather than getting all indignant and yelling at me for “peeping” at her, then closing her curtains, she starts dancing the cutest and SEXIEST dance…tossing her hips around and swaying to music I had no ability to hear, sadly…a bump and grind like no other. Then, of all things, she motions for me to come to her, moving a finger in a “Come here” gesture…then picks up a bit of…cloth, I guess…and gags herself! Then she puts her back to me, takes off her top and shows me her bare back…crosses her wrists…and then closes the curtains. Son-of-a-bitch…
How in the heck would I FIND her?! At the very least, I just had to know…everything, really, about this little exhibitionist! I ran to the building across the street…and recognized the problem for what it was…what am I gonna do; “Hey, doorman…I saw this fantastic babe on the 83rd floor apartment facing mine, she gave me a show and I’m following up to see if she’s a bondage perv like me”?! Gah. Well, said doorman was just about to ask my my business, then probably tell me to be on my way when she popped out of the building; wow…she was even hotter up close!
“It’s OK, Clarance…he’s with me. I invited my boyfriend over for the evening…get used to seeing him around the building.” She bit her lower lip and looked straight at me…”You ARE coming up, aren’t you?” she said and tossed her hair a bit.
“I’d say SOMEthing is coming up a bit, ma’am,” Clarance replied cheekily (that was clever…I like this guy). “You going in, sir?”
I looked at her standing in the doorway, and there really was no choice at all…
Ashley Sinclair for today.