But I couldn’t wear a skirt. Could I? I wanted to. Why did I want to?My eyes flickered to the corner, where a pile of old clothes had fallen forgott...n behind the hanging things. The fuzzy, soft pink sweater was in my hand in a flash and before I knew what I was doing, I was holding it up to my chest and the skirt to my waist and I knew I had to do it. I had to do it all the way.I threw the sweater and skirt out of the closet towards her bed and got on my knees. Her heels were spread all over.. I was afraid after all this; I hold his finger and put it inside my mouth to suck the blood.He put his another hand on my back and pulled me close. As I tried to resist and get away, he held me in total control and started moving his hand on my back from my bra-straps to panty lines, while he started rubbing his rough hairy chin on my shoulders. I was losing control as his hands went close to my breasts. I suddenly gathered courage and pulled him away. I told him strictly to stay away. He. He was using a pair of binoculars too. The distance across the courtyard is not that far but binoculars let you get close up and personal with the person you are watching. I decide to have some fun with him.... I watch him sit down on his bed and proceed to fall asleep. SHIT! Well, if memory serves me, he is a morning person. I set my alarm for 5:30. ...Day One: The Plan...Like clockwork he stirred at six... well his dick rose a little before. It is quite erotic to watch his dick get hard. After they had tasted his foods, they would come back again. He was so honored to tell me that he had fucked some of them too I said no and couldnt take his offer now, as my wife should come to see me this weekend. He apologized to me and said Oh! You have a pretty wife here to see you soon. Suddenly I have a plan. I have a good look at him from top to bottom, and then I ask him Do you want to fuck my wife? The drink which he had gulp down half-way had split out almost hitting me What you had.