Wow, I'm impressed, did you grow up to be an engineer, architect or sex offender, or 2 out of 3? My most elaborate was to spy on the teenage girl sex door, a goddess. The subdivision was all one story ranch houses with about 4 basic floor plans, if you knew one house you knew them all. My goddess thought all the little boys were scum and never said a pleasant word to us, just eye rolls and sneers.
The houses all had one bathroom and soem had a half bath in the master bedroom, but all the bathrooms had a window that was frosted on the bottom panel and regular glass on the top panel. So you guessed it, we made a periscope on the pretext to see better at crowded Mardi Gras parades, my dad even helped me make it. These were the days when kids could run around the neighborhood until bedtime, TV was for grownups. But to catch the goddess scheduling was the problem, I, along with my buddy, finally snuck into their backyard one night and got lucky with the periscope. We got to watch her undress and take a bath. Since there was very little chance of seeing a Playboy this was our first real female nudity, it was worth all the mosquito bites.
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