Scene Description:
Every day Sam's mailbox gets stuffed with Karla's mail, the thick envelopes practically throbbing with the excuse he needs to march next door. He finds her bent over in the garage, ass up in those tiny shorts, and she straightens with a filthy little smirk, eyes raking over the bulge in his jeans before yanking him inside for a sweaty, no-holds-barred fuck-your-neighbor session.
