Look At Me
When I was younger, we had neighbors with a daughter. One day when no one was home, I walked past the open back door after my bath. I saw the girl in her yard, and I just stood there looking at her. She looked up and saw me, and I just stood there in excitement. We must have stood there looking at each other for about a minute, and then she walked into her house. I sure was thrilled, but I was afraid one of her parents would call the cops on me. Nothing ever happened and I was so afraid, I never did it again, although it was a real turn-on. I get excited just thinking about it today.
— Joel, 65