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The year was 1986, the most recent pass of Hailey's Comet. I climbed up on the roof of our one story suburban home to get a decent view of the comet. My best friend lived behind us. Wouldn't you know, his sister, a year younger than me, didn't close her blinds when she changed into her PJ's. And I had binoculars. I forgot about the comet immediately. At long last I was seeing the boobs I'd only dreamed of for years. I wisely decided to climb off the roof before stroking; it would have been tragic and difficult to explain if I fell and was found on the ground with my cock out. Turns out 35 years later, as a friend on FB, I'm able to get a pretty good glance at them (the boobs) clothed...she seems quite proud of them, in fact.