We heard a loud shooshing
sound from our second floor
apartment. We ran to the
back sliding glass door just
in time to see a hot air balloon
just barely skimming the roof!
Wasn’t expecting to see that on
this no-longer, uneventful
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Posted by Bodhirose on March 26, 2017
One night as I silently watched you through
the window that was open to the night air,
you gave no sign that you knew I was there.
Your pretty innocence excited me even
though you were only reading a book.
It became a compulsion to watch you
or one of your sisters. However, I had to
be extra careful around your older brother
and not alert him to what was going on.
Once there were a couple of your girlfriends
along with all of you four sisters in your
bedroom and I made the mistake of showing
my face at the window. The screaming that
erupted made me tear out of there like my
life depended on it. I had never run so fast before.
I laid low for a few days but soon showed up again.
It became a compulsion to watch you.
I also had another compulsion and I acted it out
one fateful night when I donned a bra and panties
and crept up on that window to that room where
you liked to read. What I didn’t know, and you
were so cool about it, was that you had heard
my step falls on the crisp, autumn leaves
and had gone and told your brother and his
friend out in the living room that someone was
outside the window. I was caught that night,
embarrassed, threatened with great bodily harm
if I showed up there again. Maybe that night was
a turning point for me, I needed help for my
compulsion to watch you.
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Posted by Bodhirose on September 29, 2015