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I woke up to the sound of a moving truck driving into my neighbor's driveway. I'd fallen asleep on the couch again, cold pizza and a half drunken beer on the table in front of me. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I walked to the window and peered from behind the curtains to catch a glimpse of my new neighbor. She was a little taller than average, with straight blonde hair that was brown at its roots, brown eyes, and looked to be in her early twenties. Her full lips shined with gloss and curved on one side into a very satisfied smile as she hopped out of the truck and took in the sight of her new home. She wore tight yoga shorts that showed off her beautiful bare legs, and a sports bra that struggled to contain her generous chest. I watched as she bent at the waist to fiddle with the lo