This is a story of how a young woman becomes an exhibitionist.
Everyone in this story is 18 years old or older.
Enjoy..
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When I was growing up, I was the youngest child and the only girl with three older brothers in an Irish, Catholic household. More often than not, I was the center of attention. I was the baby girl and my parents fawned over me, especially my mom who enjoyed a female presence among a household dominated by roughhousing boys and my father. I guess I was a daddy's girl too and made sure to steal attention away from my brother's any chance I could. That was a tall task seeing they enjoyed playing sports and I was more of a dainty girl. I found out early all I had to do was shed a tear or pretend I was hurt to gain my parent's attention, sometimes at the expense of
