Its absurd to think about and yet i find it in my life daily. I was working part time at a department store at 16 when i encountered my first feminist... She was talking in the break room to one of our co-workers about having to deal with the absurd amount of men that just couldn't get the hint and that was always trying to get in her pants. Now I being me just had to give my two scents because it eventually turned into her dogging men. I asked her in what way was a man supposed to show interest. Soon one of her friends popped by and I had two girls to observe. I had no view of anything pertaining to their little crotches for over five minutes.” “These girls were just goofing around when their positions changed to my advantage. The second girl moved in such a fashion as to be sitting sideways to me. She bent her knee giving me a side view of her panties, and crotch from her raised leg. As she fidgeted she moved her leg; this action opened her panties slightly and I got to see her. "I'm an... investor," I told her.That sounded silly, I knew. A 26-year-old "investor" who had time to house-sit for his elderly grandfather in a small town, miles from nowhere. I didn't look, or act, much like an investor, I knew. The statement probably mystified Ellie."When will you... come back?" she asked me.It was an excellent question. I wondered if I would be back, at all. What if "Old" Karl showed up when I visited my children in Atlanta? Perhaps, then, Old Karl would also be the one to. I always used to see her from my window. She used to respond as well. She was around 18-19 with very sexy body. Fair in color. I felt for her n used to shag thinking about her. 1 day I decided to have sex with her. She came down. I sat in my window. When I noticed that she is looking at me, I started changing my clothes showing as if I don’t know she is watching me. Then what… I started shagging. She was still looking at me. I could c her getting aroused n horny. After 5 min I worn my jeans n.