Blogging @ Bunnie
As a native New Yorker raised in an apartment building where our view was another building, I grew-up peeping into folk's windows. One true live story that comes to mind was a pair of sisters whose bedroom window was directly opposite my own. A hundred feet away, if that much, baby brother and I started sneaking peeks at the sisters quite by accident. Not yet in our teens, our hormones must have started peculating young. After a while, it became a regular routine for us to reckless eyeball as the young Dominican girls argued, quietly read or (please, please, please) got undressed after school...
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