I’ve seen you peeking at me over the fence. Peering through the slats while I sun bathe by my pool. Your hands slipping inside your pants thinking you’re unnoticed in your spying.
I wait until your parents leave together and leave you home alone. I take the DVD out of my surveillance camera and make a copy. I cross our lawns, ring your bell, and hand you the disk case wordlessly. Then turn and leave going back to my house.
I smile to myself when I hear the frantic ringing of my door bell knowing I have you exactly where I want you.
Wicked Wendy
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