My pubic hair is sparse enough I never bother to shave or shape it. It is also a lighter shade of red than my head of hair but it is natural."How tall...are you?" The man asked. He then asked my weight and clothing sizes. I told him five feet nine inches, one hundred thirty-five pounds and a size ten depending on manufacturer and time of month. I tend to bloat a bit near my period."Do you tan or burn when in the sun?" I answered that with lightly tan but I need an SPF 45 or I'll blister."Put this. Missed. He stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror for 23 seconds and then turned on a tap, closed his eyes and splashed cold water on to his face. He opened his eyes again. It wasn’t a dream, he was wide awake.He stepped naked into the shower and let the warm water wash the sweat of the working day off his body. He stared down at his limp penis as rivulets ran in a stream off the tip. His mind was clearer now. His thoughts defined. He took the shower gel and washed his face and hair. Slowly I stood up on the ladder so he could see me. He had moved closer to the fence. The shrubs partially concealed him, but you could tell he was naked."Amy, were you spying on me?" No Robbie, I wasn't. I heard a scraping noise and thought you were hurt and needed help. Honest." Oh! I see," he replied standing with both feet apart and his hands on his hips.I stood there looking down at him. I wanted him to step back so I could see what he looked like. I had no idea how long I'd been starring. " I can afford it. Anyway, I owe you something for all this." No! I'll take the bus." But you won't get home until after ten."I shrugged. "I wanna stay here for a while." And do what? You've already done enough." It's nice here. I like it, it's a great apartment. Right now, I just want -- " I stopped."You want?"I didn't answer. I suddenly became aware of how, over the past few months or perhaps over the past few years, I'd become so indirect and timorous. I was thinking about that and about how.