The door was unlocked, so I rang the doorbell and walked in. She stood there in her sheer housecoat, the belt tied tightly around her waist, as she talked on the phone. I walked over to her as she leaned against the wall, talking. The curtains on her large, ground-level windows were open but I didn’t care. I reached down and undid the belt and opened her robe, letting my hands caress her slim waist and roaming up towards...