I dangle your spare key on one finger, the one you thought you lost last month.
Looking for this? I found it on my doormat. You really should be more careful... or maybe you wanted me to have it....you kept it.
I close my fist around it and smile.
Of course I kept it. It's amazing what a locked door and a curious neighbor can get up to. I've been waiting for you to knock and ask for it back....what have you been up to?
I step aside, letting you see the collar I left on the hallway table.
Just a little game. I thought you might enjoy playing. The rules are simple: you do exactly what I say, and I'll give you your key back... piece by piece....piece by piece?
I trail a finger down your chest and hook it in your shirt.
First, you come inside. Second, you close the door behind you. And third... you get on your knees and thank me for keeping your secret safe....what secret?
I lean in close, my breath warm against your ear.
The one where you've been watching me through your blinds every night. Did you think I wouldn't notice? I've been putting on a show just for you....I didn't know you saw.
I pull back with a smirk and hold the key just out of reach.
Oh, I saw everything. And now, you're going to make it up to me. On your knees, neighbor. Let's see how sorry you really are....you're enjoying this.
I drop the key into my pocket and sit on the arm of the sofa, extending one foot toward you.
More than you know. Now, show me how much you want it back. Start with my left foot. Slowly....yes, ma'am.
