Summary

My neighbour begs for sugar when she rings my doorbell. Do I have that, huh? Regretfully, no! I inquire if he has moved smoothly. He seems to be a little stressed out, huh? My spouse isn't home, so I give him the opportunity to learn a little bit more about who we are. A little small talk amongst neighbours... Unfortunately, it doesn't end with conversation; my neighbour lets me feel lustful for her. It immediately spirals out of control. New neighbours are great, don't they? The passage continues. Even if I end up with everything wet, I believe my neighbour will return shortly. How do you feel?