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Couple of my old early childhood friends lost their father recently. They both seem to be doing great in life. I’m not doing bad either, it could be much worse, but they’re doing great. From what it seems. Different town about 4 hours away. I ignored her at a time in my early 20’s when she was here for something. It wasn’t her fault I had no reason to, I’m pretty sure it was my own issues, stupid things, she was becoming a cop, I wasn’t a squeaky clean guy, caught and charged with some weed at 18. Who knows? Maybe that pushed her into it? I can think of a few reasons why she would choose that path, but she did.

I just happened to look up their name a few weeks back to find out their father passed away a month prior, which did genuinely hit me. I knew him. So immediately I wrote a condolence. Which was a condolence to them, he’s gone, it doesn’t matter what I write about him he won’t read it. I expressed how I was saddened to see him there at the top of the search on that date, which was the day after my birthday. I said I didn’t know why I looked, but that was why. I was looking back at people. A week later, I sent what I thought were some nice flowers. I’m not sure where they ended up, mom’s or her place, it was one of the other, but I took time to pick the bouquet. I actually ordered on, decided I didn’t like it, it wasn’t well thought out, I was going on the name. Cancelled it and picked them based on looks and what I thought was nice. I tried and I didn’t want anything from it. They have no way to contact me either. I am not anywhere. his memorial was today. Not sure if they hoped I would show up, I hope I didn’t disappoint them because I didn’t. At her house. I was looking at her brothers posts on linked. And he doesn’t live there he is 4 hours in the opposite direction, but he’s posting things like “we’re hiring!” from our home town. The city is hiring a d that is not where he is. Seemed like it was directed at me. I have a decent job where I am but I can’t say I didn’t think about it. Some of those jobs are +$9 hr than what I’m making. I think she’s still a police officer, but it’s something else. Shes a supervisor in a specific thing. It might not even be with the police services, it could be for the city.

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I have to admit that I love to flash my c*** to adult women, of any age actually. I flash my c*** in my car, on webcams or in hotel windows overlooking parking lots or beaches like in Florida. My c*** is slightly larger than “average” but certainly not huge. Two women have told me that my c*** is really hard. I believe that several women have seen me though none have reported me and that’s a good thing.

One time in Florida I was laying on the lounge with my c*** surreptiously sticking out the side. Across the deck was a beautiful black haired lady in a bikini. She had really b*******. She was wearing sunglasses and getting some sun. Her lounge was slightly elevated but I couldn’t tell if her eyes were open. If they were she would have seen my c*** which of course was really exciting me. We were like that for about 15 minutes when another lady approached her and said something. She sat up, raised her glasses and took a clear look at me. She then lowered her glasses and resumed her position. She didn’t do or say anything. The only thing she did was bend her knee blocking my view between her legs. I didn’t trust the other lady so I left right away. That lady really took it in stride. I often wonder if she was offended, neutral or excited.

One night I was cruising with my c*** in my hand looking for a flashing opportunity. Up ahead was a girl hitchiking. She was wearing a loose dress from what I could see in the headlights and she was perfect. I decided to offer her a ride with my c*** out. If she got in, great and if she did not that was cool. I pulled up beside her and she opened the door. When that happened the interior light came on. She could see my c*** but I was so excited that c** exploded out of my c***. It happened so fast that I reached over, closed the door and took off.

I often wonder what she thought. Oh yeah, I also j******* to those memories.