Back in the early 90s I lived in an apartment complex for 6 months. I lived in a down stairs apartment but almost daily when I would get home from work about 5:30pm I would grab a beer and go outside and sit on the stairs leading to the upstairs apartments. I would always sit about 4 or 5 steps up so I cold see over the cars and be able to see pretty much most of the complex parking lot from that height and the apartments directly across. There was a girl that lived alone that lived directly across from me. She was kind of chunky with a big ass but a cute face. It seemed that just as I would sit down with my beer she would pull up in a Red Cavalier with a Pantera license plat on the front of her car. She would get home go straight to her bedroom which was directly right in front of where i was sitting, which for some reason did not have curtains. She would take off her shirt and then her bra and then put on a T-Shirt. and then walk out of her bedroom. I never talked to her but I did wave a few times. I really do not think she was aware. but it was the same every day for the whole 6 months I lived there.
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