
I developed a need to dare myself into more and more risky situations, with the (possibly mistaken) idea that getting caught would be incredibly exciting.
So, I would venture downstairs while wearing my Mum's nighties and lingerie, and then later, I started to go outside on the back garden patio. This felt incredible - to be outside dressed like that. The garden wasn't directly overlooked, so if i stayed fairly close the the house nobody would see unless someone came round the back.
I could see my reflection in the back door which was all glass if i closed it - which felt even more exciting. I'll tell you what came next in my next post.
Saturday, 22 September 2007
Dares
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