Wendy Amateur Flasher
I’m not sure why, but something made me want to go to the park. A light jacket and jeans over a a blank black t-shirt were my shield from the approaching autumn’s breeze. Coffee warming my hands, I smoked a cigarette and crossed the street into the main green area of town. Many acres wide with a nie stream running through it, it attracted all sorts of joggers and general outdoors people. I picked a bench by the little walking bridge that crossed over the wide stream and sat to enjoy a...