By Caleb Pershan. Not until a month into our neighbors-with-benefits relationship, while sitting on our shared stoop, did she tell me about her husband and their recent split. Jessie was older and generally wiser than I was.
Life is funny sometimes. Things you never considered would happen, come true when you least expect them. Same happened to me a few months ago.
I still sometimes cannot believe this happened but I swear every word of this is true and really did happen. I never had an experience like this before or since and I still get hard just thinking about it. I live in a suburb of a midsize Southern city.
Niki walked towards the lounge chair, her towel draped over her shoulder, carrying her drink and a small bag with her tanning supplies. She spread her towel on the chair, and placed the bag and drink on the small table next to the lounge chair. Then she reached behind her neck and with a gentle tug of the small string, the top of her bikini fell down. Another tug at the string behind her back and the white top fell to the ground at her feet.
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Several years ago the widow next door moved to an apartment in North Springs, leaving her house vacant for about 6 months as she tried to sell it. I kept the lawn mowed and checked to make sure that no one broke in and damaged it. Finally a divorced mother of two teenagers bought the house and moved in one week when my wife and I were on vacation.
Call it a coincidence. Just as we were discussing our worst neighbors of all time, a story came our way about a man who set fire to the house next door to his -- over a disagreement about the height of that homeowner's grass. See the video above for the whole odd and terrible story. Of course, that dramatic example makes our own horrifying moments a little less compelling.
Each Wednesday, Cosmopolitan. This week, Bittersweeta very hot story by AustenSnowWrites. I never run out of flour.