Katie softly giggled. ‘Well, I wouldn’t say that was an official voyeur. However, whenever I see something so dirty, I say to myself, ‘I came at...the right place at the right time’. And so, for the past year and a half, I take a notebook and jot some info in there in case there was something worth writing. You can see for yourself.’ Katie crawled to her nightstand and opened the top square drawer. Her notebook was a dark purple spiral pad almost a foot long. It was thick filled with inked. I knew everyone one there however I had not seen them for a few years. I have a cousin by the name of Danny however his goes by his nickname, which was Turtle. Turtle used to tease me a lot and I really was not looking forward to seeing him. I was standing by my dad when Turtle came over. He talked to my dad about how he would be off to the army in a couple of weeks. After they were through talking Turtle started to walk away but then turned back suddenly toward me. Betsy, is that you? Turtle. She looked most mesmerizing when she met me for the first time in a sari exposing her bright navel to me. It was deep dark and inviting.For some time that day I was lost in the various positions that could have been tried by me to lick her navel and it would give me a hard on. But I was handicap to the fact that she would confirm on me and say a yes. I knew I always stood a chance in life with good looking girls, but genuinely what did disturb me was “Why had I not married till now?” why did I. She crawled back into bed, but couldn’t get back to sleep. She finally decided to get up and get herself a drink. She crept through the dark house to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She carried the glass outside onto the back deck and was enjoying the cool, dark night. There was a slight wind blowing….just enough to chill her skin and make her nipples poke out against her shirt. She heard laughing from off to side and went to see what it was. She walked very quietly up to the glass.