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opened Chardonnay. It had been another
long day in a series of long days at work. Coming home to her new
house was her only solace recently. She enjoyed her work and the
money was great, but like every other American, she worked long
hours to earn a living.
     
    She went to her bedroom to change out of her
suit. She pulled her long auburn hair up in a pony tail and slipped
on some comfy sweats. She poured herself a generous glass of wine
and went out to her porch. Orange and pink streaks were just
exiting the sky, being taken over by a velvety navy blue night sky,
sprinkles of stars just starting to become visible.
     
    Paige sat down in her plush patio chair that
she splurged on when she bought the house. She put her feet up on
an adjacent chair and sipped her wine. The silence was loud and
beautiful. This was the peace that soothed her heart after a long
day. She hoped to have a man help her with that at some point. That
would take time since she was new to town and working so many
hours.
     
    The pensive silence was broken the sound of
glass touching concrete. She looked in the direction the sound came
from but couldn’t see much through her vine covered white trellis
that lined one side of her patio. Four foot high chain link fence
picked up where it dropped off to bisect her yard from her
neighbor’s. Paige considered getting up to check it out. She
figured it was her neighbor and this might be a good opportunity to
finally meet this person. But fatigue kept her from
moving.
     
    She looked over at the trellis trying to make
out her neighbor’s obscured shape. She caught sight of a figure of
a body reclining as she was. She saw an arm reach down and the warm
glow from inside the neighbor’s house created a glint—a bottle. She
heard the sound of glass on concrete again as the neighbor replaced
it on the ground. How nice. They must be enjoying a drink under the
night sky like me, she thought.
     
    Paige eyed the trellis more closely, zeroing in
a small hole that might give her a view. She tilted her head down
to see in. The voyeur stance she was taking embarrassed and excited
her at the same time. Watching someone in a private moment when
they were unaware of being watched was intrusive but immensely
satisfying to Paige. She enjoyed people watching in every
form.
     
    She spied a tan arm covered with a light
coating of dark brown hair. A man, then. That’s nice, she thought.
She lowered her head a tiny bit more to change the angle of the
view and caught sight of his lounging body—his naked body. Paige
immediately sat up, afraid of being caught spying. Her chest, neck,
and face filled with the heat of embarrassment. Catching someone
with their private thoughts was one thing, but naked?
     
    What was he doing? They didn’t have a wooden
privacy fence. Her other neighbors might see him, also. Maybe
that’s what he wants? She wasn’t doing anything out of the
ordinary. She was hanging out on her own porch. No, she wouldn’t
let herself be affected by this. She hadn’t done anything
wrong.
     
    However, the tingling between her legs revealed
that she was being affected by his nakedness, though not from
shame. She looked through the hole again to get another look him.
He was muscular, tan, and lean. He had a small amount of hair on
his chest and above his flaccid penis. She looked up to his profile
and liked what she saw. He had a strong jaw and pointed nose. His
cheekbones were high but she couldn’t see his eyes.
     
    She felt her body heat up as she looked him
over. Her comfy sweats were becoming too hot. She had not been with
a man since she moved here for her new job and her body was hungry
for male attention. Her skin became sensitized and a light breeze
that swam over her gave small relief to her overheated
body.
     
    He turned his head in her direction and Paige
immediately looked away. Had he caught her eye? Did he know she was
watching him? She couldn’t be sure. She did know that it was too
hot for her