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When I lived at home with my parents, I would wake up at night around 1:00 or 2:00 a.m. and have this incredible urge to expose myself to unsuspecting men. I would wear cut-offs that exposed my cheeks and half-cut t-shirts that showed my breasts when I walked. I always wore heels and let my hair down. I would sneak out of the house and walk around the block to the neighborhood bakery and movie theater. There was always an old man, he was retired, that would sit outside on his porch and watch as I walked past. The more I did this, the more I enjoyed it. Eventually, I would stop to talk to him and let him enjoy my scantily clad body. When I got back to my bedroom, I was breathing hard and very aroused. -Chloe, 38