” “What?” “The missus seems to have taken a shine to you.
” The man handed me a scrap of paper.
I looked at it.
There was an address and a time scribbled on it.
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“You’ve got yourself a date,” I said.
He was standing in front of the window again in his boxer briefs, same as every evening, a glass of amber colored liquid in hand.
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She found him hot.
He made her feel hot.
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How the dark hairs clouded over and became thicker from underneath his belly button, a delicious trail to where the fun began below the waistband of his boxer briefs.
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She was glad it had not worked.
She was glad he had persevered in his game of looking into her apartment and watching her.