This is a continuation of the previous post which has nothing to do with running. My mentor has instructed me to use this platform to tell about my experiences as I’m prepared for a future role.

In the last post I wrote about undressing in front of a window in my living room so that I could be seen by a young woman who lived next-door. I didn’t think it wise to do this, but mentor compels me to do things against my will.

This daily undressing quickly changed from just changing my clothes to putting on a show. Along the way, my neighbor gave small signs that she liked the show even though I couldn’t see her because of the sheer curtain covering her window. This allowed me to overcome my resistance to do this every morning before leaving for work. A couple times, after my “performance”, my neighbor came outside and waved good-by as I left for work. It relieved me that what I was doing was not being received negatively.

As the weeks passed, I became less enthused to continue. It seemed that it was becoming old hat for my neighbor. However, mentor pushed me to continue and take increasing risks. I started “performing” after coming home from evenings out which I was in no mood to do. It was very risky as there were more people in the household than just her.

Also, whenever I stood close to the window, I was visible to several residences. I always monitored the outside environment, but someone could be looking out their window, and it might be hard for me to notice. One morning this happened, and I noticed too late.

Across the street, two women were watching and retreated when they saw me look their way. I immediately stopped and short time later, a vehicle pulled up in front of my neighbor’s apartment.

The guy eyed my place before getting out and knocking on my neighbor’s door. She stepped outside and they talked for a few minutes. She had an expression of deep concern the entire time. She did not smile or appear at ease. Was this guy a plainclothes policeman?

He did most of the talking, and it appeared she was giving short responses to whatever he was asking. In the end, he returned to his vehicle and drove away.

I’ve written before that it’s my nature to be cautious. After something like this, of course I’d cool it. But the next morning I was directed by my unrelenting mentor to resume my performances.

Eventually, the woman next door moved away. With all the risk-taking, I’m lucky there weren’t any big, negative incidents. Involving my neighbor also put her at risk, but I’m grateful for her care in keeping our arrangement under wraps.

I thought my risk-taking performances had finally come to an end. However, a new tenant next door was another young woman. My next post will describe how mentor insisted my performing career continue.

For readers who wonder why I am doing these things, and who “mentor” is, it can be found in a previous post, My Daily Stress.