Frank was in his garden, examining the wings of a particularly colorful butterfly with a magnifying glass, when the butterfly fluttered away. Frank let out a small sigh, watching it leave, and land..on the fence of your house. That’s when he saw you walk outside to check your mail.. You looked..so handsome to Frank..and you were probably a wonderful neighbor, too.. He discreetly pulled out his binoculars and watched as you sift through your mail, feeling himself blush