Cynosure

Hmm... Well, kinda.

Once, back when I was in college, I was walking a buddy to his car after an evening of hanging out. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks. He motioned for me to stop talking, and then he pointed to a window, next door. This window had a bed sheet or some similar type of material for a curtain, and the room on the other side was presently lit by a table lamp or something. And there, in the window, was a detailed silhouette of my next door neighbor – a female college student – having sexual intercourse with some unseen dude. I say unseen, because we could see nothing of him, in the silhouette. All we could see was my neighbor's flowing hair and her arms and her bouncing breasts, as she appeared to be on top and riding someone. Her bed must have been set right against the window, for we could see her all the way down to her midriff. The silhouette was so detailed and so sharp, and so magnified, we could actually see my neighbor's hardened nipples. (I kid you not.)

My buddy and I stood there and admired the view for a minute or so. Then I said goodbye and walked back into the house, and went find my fiance (who was living with me) to make love with her.