I sit down on my balcony for a smoke and juice. You’re on your knees, silent and desperate for my attention , but I don’t acknowledge you.

I don’t speak to you. I barely look in your miserable direction.

I enjoy my cigarette in silence, enjoy some of my juice.

I begin spreading my legs wide, knowing the tease drives you mad.

I almost let you see my pussy, but decide you don’t deserve to .

I leave the balcony and go inside after putting out my cigarette.