My Teaching Days Part 3
“Miss Taylor, what’s he doing?” Ashley asked, some alarm inher voice. She pointed out the window. “He’s a little goofy,” I replied. “He often takes off his clothes without closing his drapes. I can close mine or we can just ignore him.” We were talking about the man in the apartment across the street from my own. I didn’t add that he and I had watched each other masturbate as recently as last week. In some ways, this had become the most regular part of my sex life, if that’s what you’d call...