It was a Friday evening, and after a long day, I felt the desire to jump into the pool and swim a little. Since I am always alone at home, I like to do it without a bathing suit; that way I feel free, completely free. However, that afternoon I felt that someone else was watching me.
I noticed something strange: the neighbor’s window, which is rarely open, revealed a shadow that seemed to move. I remembered that the last time I exchanged glances with him, I noticed something different in the way he looked at me. His gaze was more intense, more trusting.
Still, I admit I liked the idea of him seeing me without a bathing suit.
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