View From My Rear Window

“I had two views, one to Notre Dame, the other to Chantal’s window, I only cared about the window and ….. she let me look at her and look at her for a mere summer pleasure.

One day she got fed up and closed her window …”

She loved stimulating fantasies, she knew I looked at her and she didn’t care; On the contrary, she enjoyed giving me different angles of her sculptural body, walking naked with her window slightly open. It only lasted what lasts a summer, but in my mind remained her fabulous ….. derriere.