Why was I here?
I found myself in an uptown classy apartment.
"Why was I her"?
Ok, I had been invited but, I knew better.
I knew that I should have stayed at home trying to get my relationship back on track.
The apartment was bright and I found myself searching, although I did not have a clue as to what I was searching for?
I could feel a presence some one watching me.
Silly really as the apartment I was in was empty, apart from myself.
Then I realised their was a stranger watching me from a dingy apartment block across the street.
I felt hot and awkward but,
I was not going to let this stranger almost bully me.
I started to undress, slowly.
I felt in charge.
The stranger across the road had no control over my actions.
I felt good, I felt power.
Then I thought to myself how strange it would be if it was my husband watching.
Would he be turned on.
Would he think me unfaithful.
Would he...
