I know they’re watching me.
I’ve known since the moment I slipped into the pool, since the underwater lights flickered on and cast ripples of blue across my naked body. I didn’t bother with a suit – it’s midnight, Mom’s gone for the weekend, and the neighbours are asleep.
I told myself I just wanted to cool off.
That was a lie.
I wanted this. Wanted to feel their eyes on me through the kitchen window. Wanted to give them something to look at while they pretended to play poker.
So I float on my back and let them look.
The water laps at my breasts, my n*****s hardening in the cool night air. My hair fans out around my head like a dark halo. I arch my spine, let my hips rise, give them a clear view of everything between my thighs.
I’ve been doing this for two years now.
Ever since I t
