Spot the difference?Do you partake, assist, accessorize or observe?
Apparently, this was taken in Paris and posted by a self proclaimed voyeur friend of mine. I'm not sure where the line is drawn but the difference between consent and non, has great impact on the magnitude of my testicular fortification.
As a boy going through adolescent, the window in my room literally opened my eyes to the pleasures and pains of mental orgasms. My luscious neighbour across would religiously get up at 6.30 am, shower and dress for work. She wasnt really adept at menial tasks such as drawing the curtains shut but I wasn't about to complain. Afterall, she didnt know of my pitiful existence. Yes, despite having classes in the afternoon, I would be up at 6.15 am, get into position and ready to capitalize on her slip ups. We were both creatures of habit.
Occasionally, I would catch a glimpse of her in all her glory but honestly, that was like once every 20 times. Each time, however, was memorable on its own, in that I was discovering new sensations and playing different scenes in my head. It was THAT intense.
Couple of years back during happy hours at The Hard Rock Cafe KL, a European couple was doing stool aerobics. They carried on despite having a crowd gathering and cheering them on. He didnt suffer any performance anxiety and proceeded to finish the job. I was part of the crowd and was surprisingly, pretty disgusted . Yeah, the Peeping Tom, me.
The moral of the story?(what morals!).....i've Peeping Principles.
3 comments:
I have a confession, I used to be a stalker. and I used to peep, too!
hahhah, I love this post. when i was back in europe i had a few lucky voyeuristic encoutners....but those were the days!
i cant spot the difference :(
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