We used to live in a nice neighbourhood until that couple sold their house!! The new neighbours were considered dodgy for us locals because they were never at home at night. When asked if they were running a business from a residential house (sacrilege) and not living there at night we complained. The girls arrived at eight and left at five in super secretarial outfits and insisted they did the night shift at the casino. They were arriving home at eight and leaving for work at five!! A steady stream of cars visited during the day. All male drivers!! Exhausting actually working night shift and having friends visit all day!!
Well us busy body neighbours got together saying we didn’t like the constant supply of male visitors. The owner insisted he had no idea what the tenants were doing and the tenants were asked to leave. And then the new neighbours moved in. Reminds me of that delightful book my son had called “New neighbours – pass it on”. Quiet shy Thai neighbours. No one noticed the daily visitors and even less so the constant comings and goings at all hours late at night and early mornings until someone said something and then we all looked again!!
The ADT guards reported a constant citing of cars during the day that drive up and down so they know where to come late at night or they simple duck in there and then. We do not live in a through road area so it’s very easy to spot the visitors! At night plenty cars drive in and out, they hang around the pavements outside and the local pimp is forever running down to the traffic lights to wave the cars on up the road. You cannot miss the house actually. It’s like the red light district hiding behind one lone thick red drape. At night with the light shining inside an eerie red shadow shines out showing every one that this is the house!! Like a light house actually! The difference being the one is warning you of the dangers on the rocks below and this one, if you’re into that sort of thing is beckoning you in!!! Night and day the curtains are drawn shut – looking after those lily white skins by day I suppose and creating the red glow by night.
Dead give away is the washing line – yes you guessed it; its 80% red. Red bras, red panties, red blankets and red sheets and who told you ladies out there it was black we we’re supposed to wear!!
We can’t profess to be the Heidi Fleiss of America as she knew her customers personally. All we have are faceless, nameless, pleasure seeker’s number plates from the cars. ZN, NC, NKR, NJ and even GP. 2 digit, 3 digit, 4 digit and 6 digit number plates on Mercedes, BMW’s and old VW’s. The personalised ones are a dead giveaway but hey not much we can do with that ever growing list. We’ve given that to the police, the lawyers and even carte blanche.
Tow trucks, taxies, tiling companies and even a tour company have visited our area - There is a down side to advertising your business on your cars! Maybe they were being rewarded for hard work during business hours or just using company time and petrol for their own pleasures. The funniest are those studs late at night turned on by exploits that I can only imagine who rev their cars up on departure and you can hear that sound forever until it fades into the dead of night!
Thursday nights is different to the rest. Lots more laughter and lots more noise. We wonder if in that world that we only understand by the documentaries or movies we might have watched whether they have a happy hour at midnight or a buy one, get one free special. Maybe its night off and the girls and pimps share drinks and stories…..
Hey guys, what you do and when you do it is your prerogative. It’s where you do it that we, on our road, have a problem with. Would you like your woman and children to be living right there? Probably not which is why you visit our neighbourhood. So if you’re visiting other areas for your ‘pleasures by the body’ please move it from that neighbourhood into yours and remember we are all watching you, your number plates are traceable and you're not welcome anymore!!!.
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