Rear-End Window

Our nudist neighbors are at it again.

Day and night. Night and day.

Nude.

Walking. Bending. Stretching. Dancing. Cooking. Cleaning. Yoga. Watching Good Times. Just plain rude? Just plain nude.

He's in his mid-50s I guess. Athletic. Sculpted really. Strong. Broad shoulders. Summer skin. Tall. Rugged. Square jaw. Roman nose. Dimpled chin. A little stubble on most days, but that can be nice on a man. Not many tattoos. Maybe one. He seems assertive. Dependable. Hard-working. At least with the household chores. Hanging pictures. Vacuuming. Waxing his JetSki. Sometimes he can be pretty funny too. He wears silly hats and pretends he's a kangaroo when he goes out to get the mail. She watches in the window. He holds the mail in a make-believe pouch on his tummy and makes her "reach in" to get it. We all have a big laugh over that one. But there's also a sadness too about him. I don't know. Can you ever really know a man?

She's younger. Looks about 37. Trim. She's absolutely beautiful. If not a 10, then a close 9.7. Her features are classic Golden Ratio. Such fearful symmetry. Her face is about 1.6 times longer than it is wide. I've made measurements. It all checks out. From her forehead to a spot between her eyes to the bottom of her chin to all the way back around again to the little bump at the top of the crack in her ass. You know, where the tail used to be. Not saying she was born with a tail, but maybe in her recent lineage. Nice boobs. No, not that big. Yeah, that's more like it. Oh, she's a cupcake alright. A real hot dish. A cutie-pie. Slight shoulders. Peach bottom. And strong legs. Small feet. She snorts when she laughs and cries at the end of Good Times. Not every time. Just when the storylines are about Florida or Thelma.

Yep, I like her. But dammit, if she and her beau are not distracting. Since we moved to D.C., my TikTok time has gone way down. Gotta go now. Shannon's insisting that we go shopping for some curtains. She's always in a damn hurry.