So, the next day started with me being lively. For some reason, I found so much strength and joy in doing all the chores around my apartment and a bit more. I even cooked myself breakfast and ironed my garments for church that day. I did not hurry...
We both sat there on the cold tiles of his room. I was panting from the hotness of the card game we were playing. My boobs were out there and he would peek at them from time to time while fiddling with the card in his hand. He was beginning to smile...
My neighbour is such a fine young man. I do not know how things developed between us, but it started slowly, and then, the pace moved so fast. Too fast for any of us to realize it. I was away on a trip when he rented his apartment. So, I got to know...
