You flip on the light and head to window, you open your curtains out of habit and glance up at 6b. When he moved in a few months ago you realized that...he has a perfect view down into your bedroom from what you think is his bedroom. It's a bit of a thrill thinking that sexy man might just maybe be home one of these days and maybe, just maybe, he's looking towards your window as much as you look at his. You glance up there and the lights are still out, oh well maybe tomorrow. You pull of your. Even just including an author’s note on your stories can go a long way. It tells your viewers something from your own voice, it maybe thanks them for reading the stories which makes a good impression, and it invites comments and conversation. Even if that conversation goes against you for writing a very opinionated essay (my personal favorite is a now-buried comment where someone called me Overbearing Pseudo-Scribe) at worst they’re a dissenting opinion you can calmly rebut, at best it’s. She tightened her scarf around her head and neck, the cold cutting right through her. She also tightened the belt on her raincoat and slipped her cold hands in her pockets."What was this?" she said aloud. She felt the cold metal and unusual form of a small object in her right pocket. She lifted it into her palm and felt the fine long link of chain attached to it."The ankh!"She had completely forgotten about it! That was one of the reasons of her visit. The day they had met on the train, he had. That changed when she saw a young blonde teen over there that matched the description of one of the missing teens.When the police busted through the door, there in the living room Ed had the nude Kelly on her knees with his hard cock in her mouth as he was forcing her to give him a blowjob. Tara was also nude. She was on her hands and knees with Blake’s cock in her mouth, and Rudy’s cock fucking her pussy. The police found Lyle in one of the bedrooms with Nina astraddle him. She was fucking his.