Howdy again! I usually take a longer break between posts here, but reading [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bcs9e/how_i_found_out_that_showing_off_is_fun_fm/) got me in the mood to talk about a (very) brief early stint I had with semi-not-really-exhibitionism, and I said my next post would be a bit lighter, so here you go. This is probably the last crazy story I have (after this, the one about boinking a supposed lesbian, and acting out a rape fantasy, my sex life has been decidedly vanilla), so anything I post after this one will probably be a bit more run of the mill (like my second post). So enjoy!
I was 19, and I was living at home. Hadn’t yet picked a college, hadn’t yet really *thought* about college (much to my mom’s chagrin), so I was just playing a ton of videogames and making some money waiting tables. I’d worked at the same chain restaurant for three years (got my first job there at 16 as a greeter). It was okay because it was never terribly busy (except Sundays after church) and it was within walking distance from my house (didn’t have a car).