Being a Voyeur and an Exhibitionist by Fridagirl
I was twenty six and starting all over again. I had walked out on my cheating husband and moved to another part of the country having taken up new employment. I wanted a break away from people I knew and to find myself as I used to be, not the person I was slowly turned into.I was less outgoing and tended to stay home at night, home being a single bedsit with a living room and a bedroom, in a run down dilapidated area, where people seemed to keep to themselves, which was in keeping with my...