ElsieShe was exactly my type. Nice and fat with a pleasant face and her lips were plump. Looking at her you would not think she was in anyway sexual. ...nd like a lot of oldies in their early eighties, she wore simple shift dresses that hid their fat bellies.The rain had stopped customers coming and so it was a slow day. I was rearranging some books and Elsie was behind the counter just seemingly daydreaming. I noticed that she also had one hand between her legs and was moving it ever so. I still try to suck up to them cos I want to be popular and cool, and Im so in love with the leader Shelly, but they make me feel like a smelly little freak. Slowly and quietly and gently the constant bullying and loneliness spoils and warps my mind. As my mind begins to break, I begin peeping into the girls changing rooms, obsessing over the leader of the popular girls, Shelly. My warped mind lusts over her. I begin peeping at them without my tights on. My boyhood yearns for Shelly as I watch. I was sitting comfortably in the terrace and watching the nude pics of women when suddenly I saw my aunt passing by me with some clothes with her to be put to dry in the sun. She had a look towards me and tried to sneak on what i was reading. It would not have been difficult to find out what i was seeing from such a distance. However, she passed by me and I felt a shock of my life and froze.After regaining composure, i tried to sneak away from there as fast as I could only to notice my aunt. I knew she had an exhibitionist side, as she absolutely loved to dress in sexy lingerie and be photographed and show off outside the home, sometimes leading to sex in places where we could be seen. I had no idea until then that she found it exciting to be watched when having sex, or that she lusted after black men. That mutual discovery changed our lives. We obsessively talked and fantasized about it and had great sex. I registered on an Internet porn site but Sue was not that keen on the.