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There's always been something special about hotel room windows for me. It gives people a cover of anonymity to be a little more open, a little riskier, than they would be at home. Sometimes that amounts simply to less interest in the care people take at home not to compromise themselves, but for some the plausible deniability seems to give vent to a natural, but usually suppressed, exhibitionism.

In one of my favorite hotel room experiences, I returned to my 12th floor room around sundown and went to the window to look out over the city. The rooms at this hotel all had bay windows, and as I looked across toward the neighbor's room I saw a young lady also enjoying the view, topless and wearing only underwear. I don't think she meant particularly to give a show, she was just being careless in a way that she wouldn't at home, where the neighbors have names and lawn problems. A moment later her companion appeared and drew the side curtains. So much for my enjoying the view -- but the memory sticks with me.

I've seen the beast with two backs from across a hotel parking lot, and a few silhouettes in the sheers. I always take a look around for the best opportunities when I stay in a hotel, but rarely have both an amazing view and a camera at just the right moment. But once last year I did. I saw this young lady shortly after wakeup one morning, and followed her a bit as she watched morning TV, had breakfast, etc. (More in the next post.)