Through A Window, Darkly
An exhibitionist fantasy becomes her submissive reality.Late in the evening, my steps echoing on the footway were the only sound. I peered in front carefully, fearful of tripping on a raised slab. Passing along a row of parked cars on my right and a line of terraced houses on my left, I glanced at the sky, where a few bright stars pierced the town's scattered light, and it was this singular movement that allowed me to catch a flickering on the edge of my field of vision. I pau...