Despite my catholic upbringing there has always been a bit of a dark side to me. Well not particularly dark but I’m not white as snow, put it that way.
One aspect about me is I enjoy a bit of exhibitionism. Not in the flash the tits out for the lads kind of way but the subtle “accidental” kind of way. Short skirt, bending over kind of flashing not the full on pizza delivery boy challenge.
During the summer months I generally move about the house naked and even venture into the garden nude but stay up the top end of the garden where I can’t be seen, well unless someone goes to great effort. If I have to tend the washing line, I either put on a dressing gown or an oversized t-shirt. This is my favourite as I know when I reach up to the line or bend over to pick up the washing out of the basket my bits are there for the world to see, not that anyone is probably looking.