" the voice urged with unwavering faith and sincerity.I knelt back down taking fortitude in the encouragement."I spied on my neighbor. She likes to su...bath at the pool. For the summer I haven’t been able to take my eyes off of her.“I see. Lusting after someone is normal.”“I am married though and the guilt is tearing me apart.”“I can feel this a****listic energy within you. Is this all you have done is lusted?”The question caught me off guard and I paused knowing the answer was not something. First and foremost, let me state up front that Sandra was a real hot number.My first impression was that she was a little bit too prim and proper for the kind of work I wanted her to do for me but I changed my mind after the double date I went on with her that highlighted her oral skills that were so much better than mine. She proved to me her eager attitude for dishing out oral gratification to male or female without any gender bias and her positive enthusiasm was like a wildfire spreading the. He looked professional, in a suit and tie, but I noticed he had an earbud in his ear, and his suit jacket was concealing a weapon. When I introduced ourselves to him, he simply thanked me and motioned another man over. This guy was dressed identically, and he escorted us over to the bank of elevators. They had a professional security outfit running things. A third identical man was at the elevators, and he used a special key to activate one of them and let us on. He rode with us to a floor. The firemen swore there were no tracks as they drove in. The fire marshal could not explain how someone got in, set the fire and left without a trace. The next evening I sat out on the porch in my rocker. The other one finally moved slowly as if someone was just sitting down. It started a slow rocking, back and forth, back and forth. I spoke ‘You set your place on fire, didn’t you. The chair stopped. ‘You don’t want it to be sold?’ The chair started to move slowly again. ‘What do you want to.