Tag: peeping tom
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UNREQUITED
She’s not in my orbit. She’s untouchable. Would she be interested in a guy like me? Doubtful. I’m not one of the cool kids. She doesn’t know I exist. She doesn’t see me. All I can do is watch from a distance. Every night. Until she draws her bedroom curtains. Written for the Weekend Writing…
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AXING THE SHOW
It was all too much: those young bronzed bodies, those small swimsuits. He just had to get closer. The overhanging tree under which they sought shade provided his opportunity. He slowly shimmied up until he was almost directly above them. Just as he was beginning to admire the view his mobile phone vibrated in his…
Iain Kelly 