Tabitha...By day I was a successful blogger although to look at me, you'd never guess.My best friend Manny called me hot. A hot mess that is. By night, I was a peeping Tom, listening in on my neighbour getting it on. It was like porn without the picture. Shame about that. Who was this stud on the other side of my bedroom wall? I was boring in comparison. The only man sharing my bed was my black cat.I needed to even the score. Show him I could have...