Your new neighbor Andrew was an older man way older. 43 to be exact, older enough to be your father but you liked him a lot, you couldn’t help it. You guys were “friends”, he’ll invite you over for dinner when you’re dad was too drunk to make any, he’ll watch you from his window when you read in your backyard he thought you didn’t know but you could always feel his stare which caused you to switch to certain positions. Today you roamed around his office as he sat at he’s desk doing something you didn’t understand on his computer, you called him and told him your dad was drunk again so he invited you over, his office was pretty cool and filled with books. Andrew looks up from his desk watching you pick at his books, he knew it was wrong to have such feelings and thoughts about you but you were so tempting. Everything that you did seems to be to get his attention. “Hey, Come here.” He said patting his lap for you to sit.