On having something with the neighbour

Having something with the neighbour can be very tricky. We have to be aware that by doing it we can hurt the ones we love most and often even ourselves. People do it from different reasons – some feel they simply need that in their life; others think that the grass is always greener on the other side; and then there are some that may even have some profit out of it, material profit, to make things worse. I confess, I'm one of them. The last couple of weeks I've been sneeking to the neighbours in the safe embrace of the night. But the other day I was caught red handed. I can still see the despair in his eyes and feel his broken heart…

It's true, I thought I could make it this time too, but things went wrong. Sambo came running from around the corner in the very moment I was riding the fence. A few more seconds and I would be in the safety of the porch were he wouldn't see me at all, but he caught me right in the act. He spent the next hour and a half howling and wailing on our garden while I was trying to concentrate on the english lessons with the neighbour. And believe me, it's mighty difficult to explain the difference in the use of Present simple and continuous if you have a wolf with a broken heart singing you serenades outside the window… However, it was worth it. The neighbour successfully passed the exam. And I almost plumped onto our lettuce harvest when I bumped my leg against the pillar of the fence in the dark on my way home. Life can be difficult if your legs are so short they barely reach to the ground…
And that is leaving aside the great irony and bizarrity of the fact that I'm too lazy to walk 15m along our street to get to the neighbour's door, so I prefer to climbe over the fence from our garden to their backyard, but after our lessons I go running with the Black Death for half an hour. Well, the most important thing is that the neighbour passed the exam and won't fail the subject, that I earn some money and afterwards go get fit. You have to know that if you have something with the neighbour and jump over fences to do so it can't hurt if you can run really fast (even more so if your intentions aren't as noble as mine and the neighbours have an ill-tempered heacy-weight dog…).

Anyhow – I wish you have as few messing around with the neighbours as possible. And if you do, make sure you don't get caught…