The girl next door -*Open*

[HellBoy]

It felt strange wondering around the old house, I had been gone for fifteen years yet this house seemed to have remained unchanged. Everything seemed to be exactly as I remembered it, Even my old room was just how I had left it all those years ago. I guess after my mother died my father never saw a need to change things. Now he too was gone and I found myself home,

While inside everything remained the same outside things had definitely changed, The old neighbourhood had a new lease of life, New faces, People coming and going at all hours of the day as the modern lifestyle replaced the sleepy suburban memories of my childhood.

Old Mrs Wilson next door had moved on and in her place was a family, A husband, wife and there teenage daughter. I never saw much of the parents, they were caught up in the hectic lifestyle between work and socialising. Their daughter on the other hand I say a great deal of (More than she imagined I expect). What with I being summer and the schools were out she spent a great deal of her time sunning herself in the sanctuary of the back garden. Lounging around in bikini that left little to the imagination. I honestly think she felt safe there, away from prying eyes. I’m sure it never occurred to her that from my upstairs window I could see everything going on in the back gardens. Her petite body slowly darkening as the suns rays did there work.

I spent days watching her hoping against hope that her bikini would slip, or she would dare to go topless. I would close my eyes and imagine what lay beneath those miniscule pieces of fabric. Her breasts were small, little more than handful. Her pussy was neatly shaven if not totally as there was never any sing of wayward hair down there. It never occurred to me that I would find out for real.

The Friday night of my first week home the opportunity presented itself. I was sitting watching telly when suddenly out of the blue music started blaring from next door. Looking out the window I could see the beginnings of a party getting underway. The street outside was filled with cars, groups of kids making there way up the garden path. So much for my peaceful night.

By midnight I was starting to get annoyed, the music had been going for almost four hours without a break. The sounds of revelry getting louder and louder as presumably the partygoers got drunker and drunker. The party had spilled out into the garden and I was in my usual place at the upstairs window watching as couples made out on the lawn. It was close to one in the morning when the party finally began to break up, One by one people began drifting away, until only she remained. Sprawled on the sun lounger obviously the worse for wear. I stood there for half an hour just watching her. Smiling as I watched her uncoordinated attempts to get up from the chair. Finally I decided to do the gentlemanly thing and go give her a hand.

Making my way between the houses I entered the back garden, crossing the lawn strewn with empty beer bottles and cups. She seemed to have resided herself to spending the night in the lounger and her eyes were closed as I approached, crouching down beside her I shook her shoulder “Hey ……” it suddenly occurred to me that I did not even know her name. I had been watching her all week and never thought to find out what her name was.

Her eyes opened at my touch, blearily and unfocused but open all the same, “Don’t you think you would be more comfortable in bed” I asked her as I reached for her arm and hauled her to her feet.