The things I do for love
I became obsessed with the girl next door and did things I’d never imagined to get off When I was 7 my mom and I moved into a new duplex. We lived in the downstairs unit and in the upstairs unit was a mom, her daughter and son. The daughter, Melissa, was the same age as me and the son, Joe, was a year younger. I was immediately obsessed with Melissa. She wasn’t the most gorgeous girl ever but she was the girl next door, literally and figuratively. By the time we got to middle school my obsession was in full swing. I would watch her sun tan in the back yard. I befriended Joe, even though I didn’t really like him that much, have sleep overs at his place knowing Melissa wasn’t going to …