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» Voyeurism
Voyeurism
Back in the day, (about 3 years ago to be precise) myself & my mates would hang out in my mates loft & get stoned, as it was the only indoor place where we could & not get caught by parents. We always smoked out of his side window but for one evening, when we smoked out of the back window, which looks onto some houses. Yan, the host, sparked up a splif
but surprisingly started coughing & spluttering & had to pass it on to me. Naturally I took over the splif immediately but as I was taking it in I noticed what had caused Yan to react in such a way: a naked old man wandering around his bedroom leaving nothing to the imagination. nothing. I had done well & had managed to avoid choking on the bif, until the old fart bent over, presumably to put some damn clothes on. I managed to get downstairs & neatly barf in the bathroom sink but it was no consolation.
(Tue 16th Oct 2007, 15:44, More)
Voyeurism
Back in the day, (about 3 years ago to be precise) myself & my mates would hang out in my mates loft & get stoned, as it was the only indoor place where we could & not get caught by parents. We always smoked out of his side window but for one evening, when we smoked out of the back window, which looks onto some houses. Yan, the host, sparked up a splif
but surprisingly started coughing & spluttering & had to pass it on to me. Naturally I took over the splif immediately but as I was taking it in I noticed what had caused Yan to react in such a way: a naked old man wandering around his bedroom leaving nothing to the imagination. nothing. I had done well & had managed to avoid choking on the bif, until the old fart bent over, presumably to put some damn clothes on. I managed to get downstairs & neatly barf in the bathroom sink but it was no consolation.
(Tue 16th Oct 2007, 15:44, More)