Chapter 4: Her Bedroom

Sonya turned again to her neighbors’ house. She looked at his corner window where she assumed his bedroom was. She thought she heard a noise as she held the hose to the side of her. Water still pouring down her glistening body on the warm Summer afternoon. She stood there in complete silence for a couple of minutes just listening. She took a glance over at Mr. Johnson’s house. The bedroom corner window faces the backyard where she now stands.

She looked at his window again and saw nothing. A couple more minutes she stood quiet. She threw the hose down on the grass. She walked around a little bit still wondering if she heard something or not. Picking at her bikini bottom as she moved about the backyard. She tried to get a different angle to Mr. Johnson’s corner window. Still not seeing a shadow or movement of any kind. Even though his blinds are open and the window is opened halfway. She saw nor heard a thing. She made her way back to her chair to get her stuff. Her back to her neighbors’ house. Still listening as a warm summer breeze blew past her. She bent down and picked up her sunglasses, shorts, and T-shirt. Still listening and wondering as she was still bent over the chair. Sonya looked back behind her and did a quick little look around. Seeing no one but with her back facing Mr. Johnson’s house she pulled her bikini bottom’s down to just past her butt. Mooning Mr. Johnson if he was indeed in his bedroom she would be assured to hear him this time. Sticking her butt out as much as she could she slowly stood up, holding her clothes close to her body with her left hand and her drink in her other hand. She stood like that with her naked butt exposed to Mr. Johnson’s house for what seemed like a good minute. Listening, she still heard nothing.

Thinking she just must have been hearing things she walked around the chair and made her way quickly into her house through the back door. She had to be quick cause her arms were full and she couldn’t pull her bikini bottoms back up. So she walked exposed to any passing cars that might have gone by. Sonya smiled at the thought as she opened the door and walked in, a little disappointed that there wasn’t a car to pass by to catch her exposed. She was quickly met at the door by Max, her 100 lb. long-haired German Shepherd. Giving him a pat on his head she brushed past him to her room.

“Max, gotta go pee?” Sonya asked her dog expecting an answer as if he can talk like Scooby Doo. She made her way to her open room. Max came in and quickly jumped up on her bed and laid down making himself at home. Sonya untied the sides of her bikini bottoms and let them fall to the floor. She reached around and untied her top too. Max just laid across the bed as Sonya walked around naked in her room. She opened her blinds to her windows to let the sunlight in. She put some music on and the speakers were blaring the latest Ed Sheeran song. She opened her drawers and dug out a Nike sports bra with matching dark blue shorts. She got out her panties and put those on and then the shorts and sports bra on. She threw the same t-shirt she had on before over the sports bra. Grabbed a pair of socks and her shoes and sat down in the chair at her desk. That got Max excited. Max quickly jumped off the bed and wagged his tail sniffing at Sonya’s feet. Sonya struggled as she put her socks and shoes on as Max was in the way. She grabbed her phone and headphones and set herself up with music right away. All the while keeping the music playing in her room.

She made her way out to the kitchen with Max closely behind her. Her headphones are in with music playing. She looked up at the clock and saw that it was 3 o’clock in the afternoon. A warm August day. She knew volleyball was coming up and she needed to get her endurance up so why not take Max for a run? She figured a mile run should be good to start. She grabbed his leash and hooked him up and left the house out the back door.

So Sonya began to run every day. She is a creature of habit so every day at 3 she would make her way to running. Always the same area of running, down to North Ave which was a half mile away so she figured a round trip would make a mile run. Then if she ran from 124th to about 118th St that would add about another half mile and make the round trip a two-mile run. Somedays she would go a little further than 118th but for the most part she would run 2 miles every day at the same time. 3 o’clock. Sometimes Max would be with her and sometimes he would not. She would always have her headphones and listen to music and she would always be out by 3 to go for her run.