The following day, I continued teasing Morgan by walking in my apartment, making sure the windows toward his place were fully open, and having on only a set of low cut panties. His face was glued to the window each time I passed by one of the windows. Later, I began doing yoga poses on the balcony. Like before, his window was the only one open. As I was performing a bridge pose, 'unintentionally', my top got unclasped and shot off my chest. I calmly stood up, checked the buttons on the straps, sighed, and continued the yoga topless for another 15 minutes. The shiny reflection on my body seemed to jiggle rhythmically. I chortled; he was m**********g while ogling my generous t**s bounce...
Later, when I took a shower, I thought how I've changed since arriving in Arizona. I wasn't very shy a
