Part 3: The Peeping Begins! Shat had developed a good friendship with Mrs. Greare’s son Nate as a younger child and spent a fair amount of time at their house. Shat would brag about seeing Mrs. Greare in her underwear or bikini and he swore she walked around the house in skimpy nightgowns when he [...]

The Peeping Toms, Part II: I’d Hit It! For years we had been checking out the angry husband’s wife, a beautiful, busty and almost too friendly, blonde bombshell. In reality she might be considered as only being a bit above average, but to a sexually budding fifteen year old she was a goddess, a milf [...]

The Peeping Toms, Part I: Getting Caught My heart pounded intensely in my chest almost as if it were trying to escape up my throat and through my mouth. I choked, gasping for air while my lungs were struggling to keep up with my legs, both pumping harder than they had ever done so before. [...]

This is Shat, a lifelong friend of mine. We grew up together. Over the years Shat and I have had countless adventures, some good and some bad. We’ve been the best of friends and worst of friends; we’ve stabbed each other in the back but also shared some of life’s most precious moments together. Shat [...]