Yes

I had a pretty good idea what he wanted to check, but I really couldn't say no. He was my landlord, and these monthly invitations had become some sort of an habit: go into his apartment, chat a couple of minutes mostly about him and his tenants, and let him continuously ogle at various parts of my body.

"Ok, ok" I let out with a sigh
"Good..." He smiled "...follow me"
I walked behind him for a few steps, then he suddenly stopped by his doorframe
"Please come in, you should know the way by now" He added with another smile.

I went past him and kept walking towards his living room, feeling his eyes on my ass at every step. I just hoped his nephew wasn't home; he was a skinny teenager named Zack a couple of years (or more) younger than me who possibly made me feel even more uncomfortable.