Willy is a voyeur. And the girl he loves to watch is Persephone, the sexy prostitute who lives in the next building. Will he ever find the courage to meet her in person...or will he only watch? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tonight she’s got this cowboy in her room. He wears genuine leather boots, and his Stetson hat is tossed on her kitchen table. He likes to drink a beer before he starts stripping off her clothes. She lets him. Of course she does, that’s why he pays her. But I think she likes it when he takes off her blouse, then her bra, then her ultra-tight shorts and fire-engine red panties. She smiles up at him, and rubs her hands on his chest. He has a lot of hair on his chest. A manly man. That turns her on, because she’s already wet. I can see it through my telescope. He’s saying something, and making her laugh. I’ve heard her laugh. She has a lovely way of chuckling, not high and shrill like some girls giggle, but deep and throaty, real sexy. Someday I’ll find a way to string a microphone in her apartment, where she can’t see it, so I can hear what the men say to her. But in the meantime, I’m getting pretty good at reading lips. He’s telling her that he’s hornier than a bull at mating time. Real romantic, that one. He isn’t kidding, though. She’s unbuckling his wide belt, and his cock is jumping straight out. It’s big, just like him. I think it has to hurt when he shoves it in her, but she always smiles and asks for more. This one can keep fucking her for at least an hour before he shoots all over her. Always on her ass, never her stomach or face. And he’s a gentleman, he always cleans her up afterwards. Not all her men are that polite…