Taking into consideration

Clink!

With a soft sigh, she placed the now clean plate into the dish washer to dry off. Dinner was good, she might not have the widest variett of meals but she could whip up something good quick and under low cost. Wiping her forehead, she leaned against the counter contemplating what to so next. Nothing on Netflix came to mind, and her Xbox was always a second option.

"Maybe after a shower, it is ten minutes till 8 after all."

It was a minor thing no one else really pays attention to, but she kept a mental schedule in her life on what to do at what time. Growing up with a single mother was... hectic, to say the least. Changing house rules, moving house to house, what kind of boyfriends to have, seeing her mother's own boyfriends, it became tense during the years and it was for the best when she moved out.

Not that she didn't appreciate her, far from it. She held nothing but respect for her mom, raising a lone child by yourself one would assume is tough as hell, and kids in school were sure to tease her about it while mother would be gossiped around the town behind her back from false friends. Fakers, all of them. Where was dad in all of this? Who knows, he sure left some great memories with mom from how she talks about him, but never received a true answer on why he wasn't in the picture.

Viola sighed, walking down the hall and into her bedroom. The breeze from the air conditioner turned on felt lovely on her skin, one of the reasons why she enjoyed prancing around in her bra and underwear when alone. She had turned the restroom door open when a sudden thought came to her head, that note wasn't in my window last I checked.

She spun around to confirm her suspicion before stepping forth quickly to retrieve it. Multiple notes in one night now, that was progress. Raising the note, it was too dark to read prompting her to switch the shower light on. Her eyes glanced through, reading his reply.

... so, jogging. That's how she knows, the realization brought a sense of euphoria to her, as if she felt honored they took a liking to her first. Suppose those jogs are paying off. She giggled at her sly remark and continued reading.

Viola swallowed. A show tonight, what about his night with Lauren? Unless it was later, in which case... she looked over at the window in front of her. Black. The lights were off, just as she requested. Was he in there, watching her?

Well, she will stand by her word. Grabbing her pen from the drawer, she didn't find any space left to add to the note. Flip it around sure but... bah, forget it. She hovered it above her trash, hesitant for a minute before placing it in her dresser. Heading back to the kitchen to retrieve another note, she scribbled onto it and added some tape.

Back in her room, she raised the window and shivered feeling the cold air on her chest. Her bra struggled to conceal how hard her nipples were underneath the fabric from all of this. Well, nothing ventured nothing gained. She stuck the note to his window and gave it another tap before closing it, then walking backwards to the shower with the door open illuminated by the light above her as her eyes were glued to the note she left him.

You're cute yourself, I didn't realize you had a cute butt on you until I saw you vigorously pleasing Lauren. Tell her all about it if you want, her knowing makes this all the more erotic. I don't know what this is but... the show is about to begin. Knock three times when you're ready... if you're willing to take the next step.