THE HOLE, part 1

Nobody could remember such a heat wave in the city. Far from any of the coasts and from any moderately large lake, the heat had been exhausting and unnerving the citizens for almost two weeks, so any little dispute seemed to bring out the worst in everyone. Hailey Walker was one of those people, much to her own misfortune. She had kicked her boyfriend out of the house after an argument, and had almost come to blows with a girl her age in her acting class. More frustrating for her, however, was that at 20 years old, the only thing in her life that was guaranteed was her job as a waitress at a suburban nightclub. It didn’t matter that her unofficial status as the hottest girl in the club meant that the tips were very generous, because that didn’t bring her any closer to her dream of being a movie star.

The extra money was good for something else, though. After a short and messy relationship with a guy two years earlier, Hailey had developed a strange fetish for spandex. She had lost count of how many spandex clothes were in her closet—jumpsuits, shirts, pants—but her real obsession was undoubtedly the spandex one-piece swimsuits. In fact, Hailey had just bought a brand new blue one-piece one so skintight that she couldn’t wait to wear it in the hole, at the sight of the whole neighborhood…and Alexa Carter.

It was hard to tell who had moved into the huge block of apartments first, but Hailey knew that, just two or three days apart, the other young woman and she had arrived the same week to the delight of their neighbors. No man complained about two gorgeous 20-year-old blondes with blue eyes and firm bodies moving into the building, and the women of the place were divided between those who jealously hated the new next-door girls and those who longed to get into their beds and fulfill fantasies hidden behind a facade of straightness.

In fact, the only real problem with Hailey and Alexa’s presence in the apartment block seemed to exist just between them—or at least the young waitress felt that way. That feeling was odd, Hailey had to admit, since she had never crossed paths with the other blonde, neither in the corridors nor the elevator of the building, nor on the street. Neither in the hole, although it was undeniable that it was the place from which the whole sensitive issue between the two beauties had originated.

With the heat of the early evening clinging to Hailey’s seductive body, the girl looked out her bedroom window, the only place in her fourth-floor apartment from which she could see the hole. That name was already pronounced in the building before she moved in two months ago, and the blonde had always found it quite appropriate. The block of apartments had an inner courtyard of barely seven square meters, and in the center of it, with a little less than three meters on each side, a small swimming pool. From above the place looked cramped, but Hailey knew that it was nothing compared to actually being down there, when the twelve floors of the building rose above the pool to make the area look like an enclosed, claustrophobic, asphyxiating hole. The beautiful blonde even felt the walls of the block leaning over the inner courtyard like a menacing, lurking predator of gray cement with a myriad of arachnid eyes in the shape of windows. And, behind blinds and curtains, she could always feel real eyes scrutinizing her, almost tasting her when she took a bath in spandex.

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Choosen by SierraM363. Words: 622 words.

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