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A Great Flash Or Sychronisity? (19 July 2008)I agree with others on a previous thread. Flashing a person who isn't appreciative, is nowadays, very dangerous, especially the spectacular flashes. Now, with the advent of cells, digi camera's and routine surveillance cameras, capture, humiliation and loss of $ can be eminent.
That being said, I miss the old days, when I was a teen and in my 20-30s. I never did the overcoat thing but definitely was a bit of a flasher and went the route of the loose shorts in the summer and in the winter, knee length parka, no underwear and long zippered jeans. I mostly flashed working girls as I knew there'd be no backlash. Also, the college girls seemed more tolerant in those days and I was in the Boston area, so colleges and universities were abundant. One winter night around midnight, I was sitting at a bench on the Boylston St side of the Boston Commons. I went out that night on a lark but had a disappointing night and was gonna pack it up and hit one of the Tenderloin strip joints, just to see a little girl flesh. Anyway, it was cold so the jacket was zipped and I just stroked thru that clever hole I'd made inside the jacket pocket and hoped I'd get lucky. Just as I was going to leave the bench, I spotted a girl walking my way. I started to unzip my coat as she got to within 20 feet of me and to my surprise she looked over at me and said "Hey, how ya doing?" I didn't know what to think so I said 'hey" back and she came over and sat right next to me! I left the coat half unzipped and stuck my hands back in my pockets. I didn't think she knew what I was doing, oh so subtly under my coat. She started to chat me up, about what a night she had and 'wow' wasn't it cold? She went on to say, she had partied and lost track of her ride. She said she lived at a dorm, about 50 miles South West of Boston at a girls college. Forget which one. This girl was really nice to talk with, not gorgeous but very attractive nonetheless. I guess, talking with her took my mind off of my flashing her. I was enjoying the company and still had a hard-on hidden under my coat. To tell the truth, she was more girlfriend material and at that time, I didn't have a steady fuck , so I didn't want to shock her. Anyway, she goes on to say that she really fucked up and that she may have to call her parents for a ride, because even if she caught a Greyhound, the local buses would have stopped by 2 AM and she'd either have to walk the last 5 miles or get a cab. She also said she didn't have enough cash for a cab. |
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