I like to go outside in the morning to have a smoke. Well, not to just have a smoke; I like to go outside in my camisole and panties with the porch light on. I like to walk around in the light to let the few cars that drive by see me in my undies. If one should stop, who knows what might happen. If they would ask me to pleasure them, I think that I might do that just for the thrill of it.
— George, 52