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She'd never said more than a couple of words hello, though, when we were passing on the stairs or ran into each other at the mailbox. I didn't even bother trying to chat her up. I had seen situations like this before where trouble had started amongst the tenants in a building once they'd started sleeping together. It's too easy to find each other once it's over and one of you is always popping in wanting to borrow something. I did wonder what it would be like to fuck her, though.

Anyway, I was down in the laundry room tossing a load into the dryer and with one in the washer when she came in, carrying a basket of her own. My eyes kind of locked on her for a moment because she was wearing these workout tights that were cut down to just below her breasts. They were so big, that they sort of flopped to the sides and spread it apart so you could see just enough to get all horned up, but not enough for her to get arrested for indecent exposure. As far as I could tell, all she did all day was sit up there watching television and working out. I'd never seen her leaving or coming home when other people who had to labor tended to be on he move.

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