Things Best Left Unseen

Yesterday, on my way home from sewing class, I was riding the ferry. As the ferry pulls in to the Lincoln Harbor dock, it passes this strip of expensive apartments that jut out in to the water. There are two rows of apartments with their front entrances facing each other. Each one of these apartments has a very large and clear bay window overlooking the harbor. As the ferry passes, it is quite easy to look in to any one of these windows and see various activities occuring inside.

On this particular night, a fairly large man was very vigorously going at it. His butt was shaking as he thrust his pelvis quickly back and forth. It was apalling to watch, even for the few seconds it was in my field of view.

*shudder*