A while back I had some home movies converted from reels to videotape, and one night my girlfriend Nikki and I were viewing them in the darkness of my living room. On the screen was a cheerful two-year-old running naked around a backyard. The next scene showed me, naked again, slipping out of my bath, my curls half-wet on my neck.

"You’ve always been an exhibitionist, haven’t you?” Nikki concluded with a grin. “Yes, I guess I have,” came my proud answer, just before I rid myself of my boxers. As I knelt in front of the bay window — Nikki’s full lips finding their way to my waiting erection — I hoped some lonely soul, just happening to stroll the block at two in the morning, would see our erotic display. But all I saw were the trees just outside and the reflection of my... Leer Más