Chapter 21 CRAVING MY NEIGHBOUR'S COCK 1.

The apartment across the street had floor-to-ceiling windows and no curtains. I noticed it the first week I moved in—late August, heat still clinging to the brick, air thick enough to chew. Every night at 11:17 p.m. the lights in the living room came on and he appeared.

Tall. Lean. Dark hair that f...

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