Voyeur
Vas meets his perfect exhibitionist match
With one foot precariously balanced on a rafter and the other hanging free in mid-air, Vasili held onto the structural beam above him. Bending over, his one eye pressed up against the narrow slit between two ceiling panels, peeping at the unbeknownst woman undressing in the room below. He tried to keep his accelerated breath soundless yet every heartbeat felt like a taiko drum being banged. Vasili reached down into his tr...