I saw you tonight. I didn't mean to spy, well not at first. I always look across the garden level apartment windows to see if I can see inside the apartments. Just to see the decor, the layout, see if somebody has better stuff than I do. I don't stop, I just keep walking on by with my dog. But not tonight. Tonight your computer screen caught my eye. "You tube," I said to myself. No, it was wrong. Well, it was unlikely that what you were watching on your computer came from you tube. No, there was something I recognized about it. A rhythm, a repetition. Sex. Your back was to the window, but it was still about fifteen feet away, and I recognized it quickly. I looked up and down the sidewalk. Empty. So I took a step closer and squinted. It was a blowjob video. It was a woman, filmed from the side, working this guy's shaft like it was all she ever did and all she ever wanted to do. Like she meant it. You had it in a relatively small window, so I stepped closer. Lucky for me, your apartment's lights were out. Lucky for me, all of your blinds on the bottom right were warped or broken, giving a perfect little peek at you and your computer.
"What's this guy up to?" I thought to myself, and took another half step. He has long hair, and one busy shoulder...a flannel shirt on. I don't know why, but that seems to fit, to make sense.