She makes it easier for those who might spy upon her

Kjerstin hardly noticed the open door as she cleaned the bathroom and dried herself. She was used to a casual atmosphere toward nudity at home, and at first she forgot entirely that Lester might wander by.

It was only after she had gathered her things and was in her robe that she turned and realized the door was not as it had been when she entered. Had Lester opened it? Had it opened on its own? Perhaps it was her subconscious.

Shrugging it off she padded out into the hall, listening for her landlord as she went to her room, but he was nowhere to be found.

Pushing her door shut she paused at the last moment and left the door open a crack. Would it stay nearly closed or would it perhaps open wide when she was naked?

A smile crossed her face, the idea of being seen being wicked.

"I must be wicked while I am here," she said in heavily accented English. Her eyes fell upon the window and she remembered the fire escape and the possible peeping tom. Dumping her toiletries onto the dresser she went over to the window.

Kjerstin took hold of the string that controlled the height of the venetian blinds and pulled, continuing to pull until the blinds were at the top and obstructed no sunlight from entering, while simultaneously taking away all the protection she had from prying outside eyes.

Pushing the window all the way to the side she looked out the window. Yes, the fire escape was right there, and off to the side was the other wing of the apartment. And directly opposite was another apartment building. How many people might be looking out those windows?

Would any be looking now if she let her robe fall to the floor?