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"I wish someone would move into that empty house next door." I thought to myself. I sit here day in and day out and wish that I had someone my age that lived nearby to talk to. Then one day about a week later I woke up to see a U-Haul truck in front of the house next door. "Finally," I thought, "I hope that they are young people." I didn't really see anybody go in or out of the house for the next few weeks, but one day when my fiancé and I were out in the yard a guy and a girl about our age came out. The first thing that I noticed was that the guy was kind of scruffy, way too hairy for my taste, but the girl was just this tiny little thing I just hoped that she wasn't one of those really bitchy skinny chicks. They came over to the fence that divides our properties and we stood there and talked until dark. The girl was so sweet and completely down to earth, which was a relief because I cannot stand those perfect little bitchy girls. We invited them over for a movie, but they asked us over instead, so we did. We just sat around and got to know each other for awhile, the movie forgotten about. And I could tell that my fiancé really thought that the girl was hot. She was about 5'3" with chin length blonde hair, about a size 1; with perfect little A cup tits. (For some reason he has a fascination with small breasts, (not that he complains too much about my natural C's) During the course of the conversation we found out that her husband works out of town all week long, so she just sits at home by herself bored. I seen Brent's face kinda light up when she mentioned that and I could just tell what he was thinking. That night when we got home, my fiancé asked me what I thought of the new neighbors. Then he asked me if I ...

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