My wife came back from a run and told me that she had been jogging along a narrow lane out of our village. At one point she sensed that someone was watching her. She’d have been wearing leggings and a short vest. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that there was a car close behind slowly following her along the road.
As she stepped aside to let the car pass, she realised that it was a neighbour who she had only met a couple of times. He had his window wound down so she apologised for not noticing that she was in his road and inconveniencing him. He said “Not at all. I was really enjoying the view.”
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