Neighbour

When I moved in this flat, I was just 18, I moved out from my mother's house because we couldn't stand each other. When I arrived here, I met a few neighbours, most of them are elderly people, a lot of them are funny old spinsters, sometimes annoying because they are very curious. One of them is the lady that lives the door in front of mine. She lives with a cat, and her main activity is to listen to my door and through the walls to hear who I'm with and what we are talking about, and she sometimes wakes up during the night when I come home late, and the day after says "hey mister charlie, you came home rather late yesterday!" and I never know what to answer because it's none of her business, but I don't want to be rude. Otherwise, all of these elderly people are nice with me because they think I'm very polite and nice with them, I always give a hand whenever I can, and in return they let me do what I want and never get mad when I make some parties with friends untill 4am with music and all, wich is a pretty good bargain! :)

The only other person under the age of 70 and that lives in this house is the neighbour of the first floor. He is around 45 and lives alone. Nobody in the house likes him because he's really strange, gets mad about stupid things and begins to insult everyone (for instance when he can't find the washing powder measure that is suppose to remain in the laundry room). When I moved in, I had no idea of who and how he was, and he seemed pretty nice to me. A few days after I arrived, he invited me to have dinner, and I accepted. We ate, and drank a bit and we were speaking about random things, and suddenly, he asked me "so, you have a girlfriend?" and I was a bit suprised because it came right out of nowhere, and I answered "no, not for the moment" and he said "hmmmm... I understand, it's because you don't like girls, do you?" and gave me a look that made me feel quite uncomfortable, one of these look that says "god, you're hot I want to fuck you!" I said "no, it's just because I am with no-one at the moment, that's all". He kept filling up my glass with wine at first, and then with liquor at the end of the dinner, and I didn't see anything coming. He asked me to fix a problem on his computer with his internet connexion, so we moved to his room, and he switched on his computer. He had a very young horny boy as a desktop picture, and he looked again at me and said "hmmm, you know, I like young boys..." and I was really ill at ease at this moment and a bit affraid because I understood what he was trying to do and I was a bit scared because, first of all I was a bit drunk, and he was totally different of how he was when he asked me to come over, he looked like an old perv to me, his eyes full of lust. I love to see when people of my age are seduced by me, it's really exciting, but to provoke the desire in someone that could be your father is something else! I think that to provoke the desire in anyone you don't like is not really exciting. So I jumped out of the room, and said thanks, but I have to go, and he said "won't you stay and have another drink?" and I said no, I really wanted to go out of this place, and he asked if he could kiss me, I said "I'm sorry but no" and went out of his place.

From this evening, he keeps looking at me like that, and propose me everytime to come over, and I'm always ill at ease when he's around, because he really has something of a pervert, you know, this wild look on a strange face, and this honeyed tone, and something that comes out of him, that makes you feel really uncomfortable. I already met some older guys that are interested, but it's really not the same, a normal person doesn't make me feel this, I dont know how to explain it.

Well, he also tries to come at my place. One time, I was on my bed, and the door rang, I went to open the door, and he was there and explained that he was making some plumbing works and that I musn't use water during an hour. Around and hour later, as I was in the living room, he just opened the door and jumped inside my flat, made a tour to see my place and I was like "what the hell!? you could at least ring or something!" and he gave me this look and said "why? maybe I would have suprised you in an uncomfortable position... I should come more often, we have to have a drink or something one of these evenings" I said I had no time now and showed him the way to the door.

This morning, it was exactly the same, I was cleaning, I had only a boxer and a t-shirt, and I heard something on the door, I didn't pay more attention, and then it was him jumping in my flat! I was really scared at first, I didn't expect someone to enter my home like that. Then I saw it was him, he had a long look at my boxers, and asked if he could borrow my keys for the basement, because he forgot his inside. So I lent him the keys and shut the door. He came back a few minutes later, and opened the door, he tried to enter because I think he wanted me to offer him a drink or something, but I stayed in the entrance, and said I had things to do, said bye, and shut the door. He really scares me a bit... I will lock the door now, I usually don't, but I don't want him to enter here without ringing.