Welcome to your new addiction...put the money in the envelope, and leave it in my mailbox... I'm your secret obsession - the Goddess next door. You watch me every day, sending my kids to school, gardening. I see the way you look at me. You wave at me, but you're too scared to talk to me.You want to worship me, and satisfy my every desire, but you're embarrassed because you know you could never be good enough for me. After all, how can a weak, pathetic man like you, satisfy the Goddess next door? You have an idea! You leave an envelope of cash in my mailbox, hoping my husband doesn't get it before me...and watch and wait...you need to know I've received it. You watch my door open, and I check the mail...your heart is racing...will I know it's from you? I open the envelope...you have sweat dripping down your brow...I glance up and look directly at you...you hold your breath, waiting for my reaction...I smile, tuck the money between my luscious breasts, place the empty envelope back in the mailbox, turn and go back inside. You did it! You feel proud...but now you're hooked, and you know you can never stop.