My neighbor is the creepiest guy on the planet. He sits in his driveway and garage ALL day talking on the phone.
When I go to walk Christie Elaine to her truck, he tried to hide behind the fence or the brick column and he stares at us.
And while it seems a bad and creepy situation, it's made better by Christie. She'll scream out "That was so FUCKING HOT! When are we going to FUCK again?!".
Or she'll (after having taken off her bra inside to get more comfortable) swing her bra around, get in her truck, and then roll down the window and yell back to me "I left my thong inside by the couch, could you toss that in the wash for me?".
I took that picture above through my dining room window and over the fence. Rock on.
Anyone here have creepy neighbors?
When I go to walk Christie Elaine to her truck, he tried to hide behind the fence or the brick column and he stares at us.

And while it seems a bad and creepy situation, it's made better by Christie. She'll scream out "That was so FUCKING HOT! When are we going to FUCK again?!".
Or she'll (after having taken off her bra inside to get more comfortable) swing her bra around, get in her truck, and then roll down the window and yell back to me "I left my thong inside by the couch, could you toss that in the wash for me?".
I took that picture above through my dining room window and over the fence. Rock on.
Anyone here have creepy neighbors?