Mitch was playing XBox when he heard a car door slam. He looked out the
window to see Emma, his next door neighbor coming home from shopping.
"Damn she's fucking hot," Mitch thought to himself. Emma had been
divorced for about a year, and Mitch felt a little guilty for looking at
her this way. He really liked Mr. Ferguson, he'd lived next door to
them since he was an infant, but Mitch was nineteen now and Mrs.
Ferguson's tits were calling to him.
