G'nite, Kay." Good night, Rob."I took my shower and read in bed for a while before I turned off my light and turned over to go to sleep.I was sound as...eep and dreaming that I had a soft but firm something or someone comfortably snuggled up against my back, cuddling, just cuddling. It wasn't an overtly sexual snuggle, but it was the best snuggle I could remember, ever. It was so comfortable and I was so happy. It was pleasant; more than pleasant, it felt natural, like it was meant to be. My. I both feel and hear my heart pounding, did he see me in the darkness, I only realise I am rubbing myself as our eyes meet as he walks, he would have seen a naked woman masturbating at her front window and that thought makes me wetter, if that could be possible.There is silence, I hear nothing and he has disappeared, then I realise as I look over to where their front door is he has gone inside and I am angry, my promise of a fuck has been hijacked by my horny neighbour, who's husband has also. However, there was no one there….panic. Suddenly there was a knock at the door and the lady was stood there demanding to come in. Shit, what to do. As there was no other exit I had no choice but to let her in.She asked what I did everyday in the cubicle. There was not a lot to say, as I had a porn mag next to me. She asked if that was really what I did each day – wank over the magazine and over her. What could I say, what could I do. There was no denying it, so I told her that this was what I. Some people find their happiness from being around others. I am not one of those people.After convincing my sister that her search for Mr. Right was hopeless, I made a token attempt to convince her that I might have been wrong. I was not very convincing, in part because I honestly did believe that my sister's search for love was hopeless. Mr. Right is out there somewhere, but my sister will never find him — especially now that she was no longer looking for him. This is just as well. I want her.