One of the most inconvenient things in the world:
(False) Fire Alarms.
It was 9 p.m. when the sirens went off. I know nothing's on fire, but I don't want to develop the bad practice of ignoring fire alarms so I grabbed your coat anways. Shuffling out of our apartment building in our pajamas, me and my neighbors wait for the fireman's thumbs-up to return to the warmth of our homes.
Standing there talking on my cell phone, I recieved a shocking revelation. From the ground level, I could see perfectly into my bedroom! I could see the painting on my wall. My furniture and bed was clear as day. I could see everything. For some reason, I figured no one could see me from the top floor.
I never close my blinds!
Staring at the comforter set on my bed, which is right next to the window; I started thinking about all of the sex I've had with the entire gated community as my audience. All of the creative masturbatory sessions...the toys and positions. Me and my ex-girlfriend should've recieved a standing ovation for our performances. We did things heterosexuals should never do to each other! And to think, we were doing this, unknowingly, in the public eye. (I hope I didn't scare any children.)
I shook my head at myself as I thought of my most recent sex...the sodomy...the toe sucking...The hour-long oral sessions. My mind can only begin to think of what opinions were formed. But, the prospect that I've aroused others in the wake of my explorations gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling.
The funniest thing about this discovery, THE FUNNIEST, is that I actually considered myself a closeted bisexual. Anyone with 20/20 on a Wednesday night could see the long, masculine legs dangling from my mouth. Anyone with an attention span could see my knees and face become neighbors.
It makes me think. Is anything really a secret? Are we getting away with anything? I'm beginning to think that there's always someone that sees you. There's always someone that recognizes the truth. Granted, I stupidly fucked and sucked in front of an open window, but aren't we all? Are we all guilty of accidental exhibitionism?
I wanted to extend a big warm "Thank You"
to Garcon Stupid!
I couldn't find the pictures to complement my thoughts...
Thanks for have a good eye for art and beauty!