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I lived in an apartment complex, where I could see a clear view of a woman's apartment across the street. Her apartment was like a fish bowl. Windows opened all the time. She had to know people could see.
She used to parade around wearing hardly anything. She was always changing clothes in her bedroom, seeing what looked best. Sometimes you could see her pissing on the toilet. She had a pretty good body and everything was great, until I realized she was taking a crap. After that, the whole voyeur thing felt kind of wierd.
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