Waving
May not be that daring, but have been spending a lot of time sitting on my front porch...nude. With the hedge finally full/tall enough to sit behind....and the truck parked in the drive, I am somewhat screened from passing traffic. We have a very popular walking/biking paved median, passing in front of our house, with many many walkers and bikers using it to get to a local park. I have waved to many strolling by, receiving many waves back in return. They can see my bare shoulders, but unless they come into the yard, will not see me nude.
I stayed in a Paris apartment for a few weeks in 2013. It was very hot and our only option was opening the very long windows. In the bedroom the curtains were attached to the window frames and in the living room we used to hang a towel over them to block the afternoon sun. In the mornings I would be visible through the living room window, standing in the kitchenette. Every morning a woman diagonally opposite would retrieve an article of dry clothing from a rail, and replace it with a wet one. Then she would look in my direction. I enjoyed this voyeur/exhibitionist relationship and one morning waved to her. She looked very angry and left the window. A few days later I waved again from the bedroom window, with a much better, full frontal view. This time she shouted at me across the courtyard. My wife was sitting at the living room window at the computer, oblivious to everything. I went out by myself a bit later, and when I came back my wife told me that some woman had come to the door to complain about something, but she refused to open it and sent her away. Over the last few days I altered my schedule to prevent another confrontation.
I stayed in a Paris apartment for a few weeks in 2013. It was very hot and our only option was opening the very long windows. In the bedroom the curtains were attached to the window frames and in the living room we used to hang a towel over them to block the afternoon sun. In the mornings I would be visible through the living room window, standing in the kitchenette. Every morning a woman diagonally opposite would retrieve an article of dry clothing from a rail, and replace it with a wet one. Then she would look in my direction. I enjoyed this voyeur/exhibitionist relationship and one morning waved to her. She looked very angry and left the window. A few days later I waved again from the bedroom window, with a much better, full frontal view. This time she shouted at me across the courtyard. My wife was sitting at the living room window at the computer, oblivious to everything. I went out by myself a bit later, and when I came back my wife told me that some woman had come to the door to complain about something, but she refused to open it and sent her away. Over the last few days I altered my schedule to prevent another confrontation.
I Can't understand This Woman... I Bet That If There Was A Nude Scene On TV, She Would Be Having A Good Look.
My neighbor to the immediate west of me has a house against the canyon that is landlocked, so legally, he has an easment through my property to get to his. Occasionally, while he could care less, a visitor of his will see me nude as I am out and about, anbd I just wave to them or continue what I am doing. The reactions vary so much, it is truly amazing.
Don
The curious thing about window waving is that anyone who might have seen her wave back at me, couldn't see me. Anyone who might have seen me waving couldn't see her. It wasn't as if she had been caught peeping; it was our secret. Just for the statistics, from this apartment I saw three naked women, one twice, and two naked men. So my presence probably wasn't exceptional.
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