1973

Once again, Roger was secretly watching the girl undress without noticing his observer's gaze. Why did he do it? If he is a real casanova and he could have her in the blink of an eye. But he didn't even dare to approach her, he preferred to see her behind her blind and indulge himself, maybe it was the excitement of being discovered or a new fantasy.

It all started when he had to move into a house with his friends in a neighborhood quiet, with friendly neighbors. And "luckily" for him, his room opened onto a room in his neighbor's house, and he could see inside that room through that window. That's where it all started. And of course, he had never said anything to any of his friends about this.

After a while he left the house to throw out the trash, but... he noticed the presence of something, or rather, someone. The girl next door. It was two things, greet her or leave and look like an arrogant idiot.

"Hey, hello." He directed his words towards the young woman, with a slight friendly and somewhat nervous smile. Bring out the flirtatious side? No, no, it was better to use it for later, so as not to ruin it, and not to mention the window.