I set it up so that my neighbor Kim would not only see me naked, but m*********** alone. She is the total package for a girl in my mind. Looks. Attitude. Common sense. Physical build and energy. She was always just walking into my half of our duplex without knocking. I owned the place. “UM..hey I’ll come back.” She was actually embarrassed. She is 23 to my 25. “Are those my pictures?” I am a semi pro photographer. She walked further into the room.”Robert um, I.. are you?.. Something like that anyway.I put myself away . “Hey Kim I was just,..um ..well I was” She shut me down. I was stroking off to her photos and thoughts of her smiles and laughter. No way to deny it.
“You really do think that I’m, aaa, well..pretty don’t you?” “Gorgeous Kimberly Anne.”
My photos of her had sold in the local shops for hundreds. I had made a portfolio for her and she was going to New York in 8 days for not one but Three! interviews. She asked, “You know that this is professional only and I have had like only one lover in the last year?. She was a girl, you know that right?”I didn’t have to say a word. Except for food, liquid, and restroom we were loving each others bodies like teenagers until I drove her to the airport.
The lady blew them away. She was a Cover girl. A good time in my life. Great time.