I know you’ve always wanted to indulge us chocolate caramel, sweet, soft, runny but forbidden. I just moved in next door, you’ve seen me try clothes in the mirror through my windows, you peak often. (you’re lucky I like pervy guys) one day I ask you to come in to help with a broken pipe, you enter and in a tiny bustier and lululemon leggings. I sleep like chocolate and caramel, you reach over to check the pipe and accidentally graze my arm, I’m very soft but every so slightly tacky. you’ve heard me argue with my husband, you know I’m not treated right, you can help. I say what are you doing? you pull me in and…