I had intended to stand and finish myself off one day, but she changed her routine during school holidays, and then the owner of my place decided to sell, so I moved elsewhere and had more adventures, which I will write about soon. I could hear her footsteps approach the stairs and watched the reflection closely – she took a couple of steps into the balcony then stopped dead as she realised I had nothing on. Sure enough, there was a much longer pause and her head was clearly facing me as she had a good look, only stopping when I partially turned and walked back indoors, which I could do in a couple of steps without having to look in her direction. I was in the centre of a city, living on the ground floor in a converted garage sticking out from the rear of a row of apartments and houses. I was of course getting so horny every time that I would go indoors afterwards and wank furiously at the idea of her enjoying a
