When I was a teenager living at home one of the girls from my class at school lived opposite (house was downhill from us across the road so our lunge was just above their first floor). Her sister was a few years older than us and had the front bedroom. Anyway one afternoon I went into the front room and realised that I was looking down into her bedroom and as it was a grey overcast day she had the lights on. She was checking herself out in various outfits at the mirror. I watched for a bit, but then she came to the window to see if there was anybody about in the street so I ducked away and went off to make tea. A few minutes later I walked back into the room an there she was in just a pair of jeans looking at herself in the mirror, then she turned around and looked at her rear in the mirror over her shoulder clearly facing the window.
A few weeks later I bumped into her at a bar where a mutual friend worked and I wasn't sure where to look. I think she must have guessed at that point.
A few year later I came home from university and the younger sister was doing almost the exact same thing.
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