A wife 8217 s exhibitionist lifestyle
A while back, I sent you “Volume I” of my experiences. In case you’ve forgotten, here’s a copy: I guess I’ve always been an exhibitionist. I can remember the thrill I got in high school whenever I realized that a boy was trying to look up my skirt. I also remember that on such occasions, I was careful not to ruin his view. In college, I got a daily rush as I walked to class past the fire station, as the firefighters enjoyed my hot pants and halter-top combinations...