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After turning the key in the dead-bolt, Sherry pushed open the door to her little apartment and pulled the bags of groceries inside. The walk to the store got a little longer every day. She put away the small collection of groceries she had brought home. A few veggies and some fruit. Ok, also a big bottle of wine to help her forget. Forget the countless days she had walked from casting call to casting call all over this damn city and she wasn’t any farther along in her journey after two years. Three commercials and a couple of print ads were all she had been able to get. Forget the endless stream of assholes she had to deal with since she moved here. Forget that this was all her idea and maybe her Dad was right and she should have stayed in Indiana and found a man.She had always been a free spirit, a hippie chick at heart. It was way before her time but she loved the Bohemian life and the hippie freedoms. She had to pay bills so she worked every night at Clancy’s, over on 10th street. To call it a dive would be an upgrade but the tips were good. If the animals could just keep their hands to themselves and off her ass and tits. She put up with it a little but didn’t hesitate to put them in their place when they took it that extra step too far. Still, she knew she was going to have to break someone’s fingers soon then it would be ‘looking for a new job’ time once again.While she was finishing up, she heard a faint knocking. At first, she thought it was her door but as she got there she could tell it was next door. Nobody lives next door, Ms. Crystal just passed away. She smiled at the idea that she knew a ninety-four-year-old stripper. Her neighbor was one of the original flapper girls from the 1920’s movies. She was also a showgirl in Vegas later in her career. Sherry loved to hear her stories and believe me Ms. Crystal loved to tell them. She will always be missed.As she stuck her head out of the door, she called over to the man that was beating on the door and said, “Hey, I don’t think anyone lives there, the woman just died three days ago.”Turning to her, the delivery man called back, “Someone rented it and I have some boxes to deliver. Damn people are never where they are supposed to be, now I gotta come back. I hate this job.”She smiled, new neighbor, this might be fun, also a quick way to introduce herself.“You could leave them here if you want to. I mean, I am sure I will meet her soon.”“Well, she is a he and he was supposed to be here now. Are you willing to sign for the delivery? If you will, I can leave it with you.”Sherry held out her hand and just said, “Here.”Handing her the clipboard he slipped past her to place the boxes inside. When he returned and took the clipboard back he said, “I just left them in the front hall, I mean, no need to go in farther.”Sherry thought to herself, no need to walk a few more steps so I can get in and out of the apartment.After leaving a note on the door to explain the boxes, she slipped back past them and into her living room. As she passed the boxes her plans for finding out more about her new neighbor were dashed when she saw that each box was sealed with thick tape. She sat on the couch and tried to not pay any attention to the bursa escort boxes by her door. Impossible, it was only minutes before she was up and trying desperately to keep her mind off the boxes. She was so frustrated by it all she was even upset that she had put the groceries away so quickly. At least she would have something to help her not think about them, by her door, filled with secrets. STOP IT. Sighing, she thought, why do I always go so overboard?About that time there was a knock, this time definitely from her door.“Hello, can I help you?” she asked from inside the apartment.“I understand there are some boxes here for me to pick up?”Peeking through the little lens she liked what she saw, nice looking, tall, big shoulders. “Just a minute.”Unlocking the door to let him in she pointed to the boxes and he scooped them up in his arms.Offering a hand, she said, “Hi I am Sherry, nice to meet you… “Smiling, he looked over and said, “Nice to meet you, I am Nathan, but I am just the delivery guy for his furniture. I called Mr. Benilli who said he was going to be late and that the place was unlocked. So I told him about your note and he asked me to come to get them as well.”“Oh ok,“ stepping back out of the way she let him finish his task. She can’t help but think that he would be a very nice neighbor. Yet, he would probably just use her for sex and toss her aside like the bag of candy she is. Stop it.She considered standing at the door and watching them bring up his stuff but that seemed a little stalkerish to her. Then it dawned on her what Nathan had said. That the door was unlocked. Was it too much to hope that he would not lock it when he leaves?Of course, she gave up on that idea almost as soon as she thought of it. With her luck, she would just get inside and the guy would come home, and he would be a lunatic and sex fiend, tossing her around the apartment having his way with her for violating his privacy.Damn, she thought, I really need to get laid.What seemed like at least three or more hours had passed when Sherry realized that there was no sound coming from next door. Stepping out to get her mail she still had to check on the way back past the door. Giving it a twist and nothing happened. It was then that she noticed the keypad on the wall and figured they had done more than moving boxes.Not long after she got back inside she heard the neighbors door close with exuberance, shortly after some music started. Assuming he was home it started to drive her crazy not knowing anything about him. She listened all night and only heard music. He didn’t even seem to be moving himself in. No moving furniture, knocking over things, boxes falling over, and cussing at the top of his lungs, or is that just how she moves?Later that evening, much later. Sherry got herself a glass of rose’ and started to move to the balcony. When she reached the kitchen she could see him on the deck, he was sitting facing her kitchen. Knowing the windows gave him a complete view of her kitchen she wondered why the hell is he just sitting and watching her place. What does he hope to see? She doesn’t want to seem shaken or upset so she waved at him as he just sat and stared her way.Nothing, he didn’t even bursa escort bayan change his expression, what an ass. Was it too much trouble to even give her a wave? She flipped him off and went back to the living room. It didn’t take long for her cat-like curiosity to take over and she had to go look at the deck. He was still just sitting there watching her windows and making her feel so very creepy that she hurried off to bed, leaving on the lights in the hall and her bedroom, covering her head as she lay down.That scene continued for the next two days, he sat on the deck and looked at her apartment. She had enough of this and decided to put a stop to it. Putting her wine down she stood completely in the window knowing he could see her and slowly started to unbutton her top. Not finishing until the shirt was open and her breasts exposed to his view. Watching him closely she begins to tease and pinch her nipples, all the while getting truly turned on. Realizing how hot she was getting herself she stopped and stepped away from the window. Still no reaction from him at all, She can’t believe it. I mean she exposed herself and he acted like it was nothing, like it happened every day. Getting truly offended she was now determined to make him notice her.She got a kitchen chair and sat in front of the window, he still sat, drinking what appeared to be wine, and watched her place. Before she sat in the chair she slowly slid off her panties and watched him. NOTHING.She sat down and faced him and started to tease herself, if this doesn’t get a reaction then he must be dead or gay. Slowly slid her fingers between the already wet lips and across the tiny button hidden under its little hood. She coaxed it out from hiding she can’t believe she is so damn turned on exposing herself and even masturbating for a complete stranger. Still, he showed no response to her at all, this alone drove her libido crazy, and just before she let go, just before the moment of truth. He got up and walked back into his apartment without a word or gesture.“OH MY GOD, what the hell?” she shouted as if he could hear.Ready to explode she gathered up her clothes that she had just left on the floor and dressed. She spent the next ten minutes stomping around the apartment and just could not believe he was such a fucking ass. The anger was building with each pace she made around the room until she could hold back no longer and decided to confront the pervert that was watching her like a peep show and somehow not even noticing her.She went over and beat on his front door, ready to tell him off the second he opened it. Finally, she heard the deadbolt slide open and the door swung inside. Standing in the doorway he looked like he was looking right past her as if she wasn’t there. That even made it worse and she let her anger go.“What the fuck is wrong with you? How can you be such a fucking pervert and invade my privacy like that? I have the right to not be an object to be stared at like a piece of meat.” She ranted and yelled then just happened to glance beside him. She saw a straight cane, white with a red tip standing next to the door, then a strange creepy feeling washed over her and she started to stumble escort bursa with her words.“I can’t believe you… excuse me, is that your cane? Oh God, you are blind, aren’t you? I didn’t even think of blind. I mean you can’t see me, not earlier tonight either?” She could feel the heat on her face and knew that she was glowing red at this new development. She thought, if I run, he would never know who it was.“Hello, I am Giovi, it’s easier than the whole name. Yes, it is my cane, I don’t really need it until I leave the house, so I keep it by the door. Can I ask, what are you so excited about?”“Oh My GOD, you are blind, you can’t see me at all can you?”“Nope, been that way since birth, but I get by.”“So earlier when you were on the deck you couldn’t see me,” she asked looking down at the floor.“Nope, I was born long before this evening. What has made you so upset?”“I… I… I’m Sherry, I live next door and I made a huge mistake.” About that time a neighbor down the hall opened their door and peeked outside. “Could we maybe go inside, don’t like being the local entertainment.”Stepping away from the door he let her pass, Sherry entered his apartment and everything was in place and looked perfect. Nothing out of place, nothing unkempt, hell it put her place to shame. He told her to find a seat she liked and make herself at home.“I was about to have some wine, I am fond of a nice rose’, would you like a glass?” He moved into the kitchen and got a pair of glasses, popped the cork, and filled them with the pretty pink offering. Sherry had picked a spot on the end of the couch so he sat a comfortable distance away as he placed the glasses on the table.“As I said, I am Giovi, or at least that is what I like to be called. It is easier to remember and to help me forget. It is lovely to meet you, Sherry. I am still at a loss about your earlier anger, did I do something wrong?”“God no, I am an idiot and completely misread everything. First, you can’t see at all, even when you are on the deck?”“Not a shadow, nothing at all. You have me worried, what did I do Sherry?”“Well, I saw you sitting on the deck, and you were turned facing my windows and I thought you were looking in at me. I tried to find out and you didn’t react and my ‘bit o’ crazy inside’ took over and I got pissed. I thought the least you could do was acknowledge me if you were gonna watch me. I am so sorry, I had no idea. I just jumped to conclusions that I never should have.”“If you had spoken I would have known you were there. Inside I can tell if someone moves around but outside it is so much harder to hear. What was it I didn’t react to?”“What?” looking away she realized she had almost given him way too much information. “What do you mean?”“You said you tried to find out and I didn’t react, what did you do?” She knew she was in trouble now but decided to push on, hell even if she embarrassed the hell out of herself he would never be able to see and he would be easy to hide from.“I flashed you, and well, let’s just stop there.”“I understand, so then you just decided to, let’s say, play while you were there? I thought I heard a moan or two.”“Oh MY God, you heard me moan when I was… playing?”Laughing a deep belly laugh, “No, I can’t hear through the glass. I was just joking.”“If you didn’t hear me how do you know what I did?”Smiling as he sipped his wine, “I didn’t, as I said, I was just joking, but you seemed to give yourself away didn’t you?”