It had been a long six to seven months since I last laid eyes on Kaley, the neighbor's tall college-age daughter. She had moved into on-campus housing the previous year, and I hadn't seen her since. I often thought about her after our first "encounter" when she was locked out of her house. It was the following summer, and temperatures had climbed into the nineties every day. The humidity was also high. We have a nice ingr...