I'll be frank. Until recently, I've thought of my apartment as nothing less than a shithole. It's a place I **82** at until I finish school.
What's worse, my neighbors really suck. In the bad way. There's the guy with the motorcycle who revs it up at 4 AM every morning. There's the beatbox living next door. And there's the old woman downstairs who won't let me walk across the living room without banging a broom on the ceiling.
However, it all changed yesterday.
I have new neighbors, right across the way.
Wow.
I was coming home from work yesterday, tired as hell, wanting only to take a shower and veg out in front of the TV. There's a U-Haul backed up the walk to the building. Being a curious animal, I'm anxious to meet the new neighbors.
I keep walking, but look into the back of the truck to see if anything is interesting. I hear "Hi!" Coming down the stairs.
It was a good thing I had sunglasses on. Otherwise my eyes might have fallen out of my head.
She's tall. About 6'. I'm 6'3," and she was almost eye to eye with me.
'Tweren't her eyes that grabbed me, nice as they were.
She's athletic. I found out she plays LaCrosse and Soccer.
She wore blue shorts and a tank top. No bra.
We were talking, and she bent over to re-tie her shoes. Despite my sunglasses, there was no hiding my surprise at the view. I saw everything but the nipple, and if she'd shifted in one direction or the other, I would have.
Big. If I had to guess, she's about a DD cup.
I was thanking the good lord that she was moving in, and I asked if she had any roommates. She said "Her sister."
As if on cue, her sister came down the stairs. Shorter, about 5'6." And not as athletically built. In the face, though, she looked just like her sister.
And in the chest.
She wore only a sports bra with her shorts. She also had a cast on her wrist...she'd broken it in a bicycle accident.
I heard only a bit of this, though. She's smaller than her sister in the chest, too. But the sister wears her D-Cups on a smaller frame, so the effect is flooring.
We talked for about 10 minutes. And then I got talked into helping move a couch up the steps, since the younger sister's arm was broken.
I was tired, but this meeting was invigorating.
I was on the bottom of the couch, basically holding the weight while going up the steps.
The older sister was leaned over, giving me yet another view. Which made it quite difficult to concentrate on carrying a couch.
We made it up the steps, eventually. They gave me water. Asked about the pool (YES!). Invited me to a party they were having this weekend.
Also, no boyfriends. Heh.
I'll say now, I've had things go wrong recently in my life, in school and at work. I've been really really down lately, and mad at the world.
This encounter lifted my spirits greatly. Not just because two big chested women moved across the way. But also because I have a couple of decent neighbors, for once.
Yeah.