I hate eating out.”She did not reply. I could see her type messages but she was not sending. Was she thinking something? I was clear in my mind to m...ke a serious effort to make her invite me for dinner.She replied – “I love eating outside. Anyway, what time you will reach.”I replied – “Train will reach by 10.30 and I can reach home by 11.30.”She said – “That will be too late.”I replied – “Yes there will not be any good hotels also to eat. I may have to sleep hungry.”She replied – “Very funny.. I toppled to the floor, turning on my side as I did.I blinked.My mind spun for a second or two and I realized I'd seen a face in the window!I was facing the window and for a split second I'd seen someone peeking between the curtain and the side of the window.It took several seconds for me to put a name to the face, but I knew then that the voyeur was my next-door neighbor, Fiona.My mind raced. She must have been stopping by for something and had glanced in the window. Now she was racing back. I was 18 before it happened to me. Really? You were thatyoung? My goodness me.You will have to give me all the juicy details soon. But you wanted tohear my story. When I first saw him, I was not really impressed. Butsomehow he managed to get me over to his house with some others , afterboasting about his cooking. Well, he was a fantastic cook, that's forsure. After dinner, he gave us all a glass of wine.Normally, I am not a drinker, but the meal had been good and I wasfeeling pretty mellow.. He glanced out the long window and saw Kyle and his Uncle busy at the garden. He stared hard at Kyle not really feeling too comfortable all of a sudden. That's when a sharp pain shot through his backside again and his mind played the pieces of last nights activities back to him. ??Kyle got up from the ground and wiped the sweat from his forehead, really feeling the humidity of the day starting to rise. He glanced at the window and saw Adam staring at him. Kyle smiled and waved back at him..