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What were you looking at, when her back side was facing you?

What were you looking at, when her back side was facing you?

Another true story from the Last of Old School Boy Scouts: 

 The other day it was very warm, the first warm day and with spring in the air it was real good to have it pleasant. So, people are doing the summer time stuff and I am sitting in my chair having a pint-o-cold-beer and watching all the activity, enjoying the sun.

Yes, it is tiring watching this going on and I was wondering where does all this energy come from? Just might be a scent in the air that causes this to happen. So, I sniff, nope nothing, I must be immune to it.

Maybe it’s something else. Well, I am still looking around and then I see the cause of this flurry of action and I was looking right at it and I never seen it. You know, you can’t see the forest for the trees. Maybe, I was blinded by the Light.

 What it was, was, a young women in a bikini or thong (and, she had a long top on so, you weren’t sure, if there was, “none”? (I usually wear glasses, but suddenly my vision was excellent)   I live beside a three storied apartment building with balconies. It’s a beehive at times.

To repeat myself, I was not seeing what I was looking at and to stare would be impolite, aye right, you old geezer?   Anyway, she was doing her house work and within an area where everyone is paying attention can and did see her.

So, doing the math tells me, every old guy was moving around to get a good look! Now, in order to prove this idea of mine, I am obliged to collect all the facts as I see them and come to a conclusion. That’s another beer, right there, which means I have to leave the scenery to get it, darn beer containers seem to empty just when you are the thirstiest, ever notice that?

No, I decide, I will froth at the mouth for a while, I need to gather the facts and stay behind the scenery, which wasn’t a problem because she was working away unaware of the commotion with her back side facing me.(now this is important, read it again, slowly, so you can picture the dilemma I was in). ?

So, the question is, folks, what is my next move? I can stay and gather additional facts, carefully storing the information in my mind (nope) or sensibly writing it down in short hand and transcribing later (NOPE) or use a video device and record the action, (well, maybe) making it appear to you the readers, that there is a pervert recording a young attractive lady person doing her house work, with her back side facing me.? Hum!  Well, what to do, eh?

Definitions:  the back-field in motion;  a condition of sinusoidal sensual waves, producing the desired effect such as cleaning the carpet, while unwitting was raising the pulses of everyone involved.  Physical, science and the law of the opposing levers, you are familiar with that aren’t you?

Life is full of mysteries and unanswered questions. So, I decide, I really need a beer and my pace-maker is protesting  the rigors on its regulator and besides, I have seen this kind of stuff going on in my place when the misses starts to dust and vacuum in the living room.

And, of course she does not require an experienced opinion on how to do the job. Got to be careful though, too much advice will make you the expert and you are given the job to finish.

 Sorry, did I wander off again; I believe we were reading about the adventures of a back-yard geezer , an old boy scout, gathering information about a lady on a possible crime of “decent exposure” while doing her house work.(unaware and watched by other well-worn guys).Well, dust my broom, you all.

Hey, you know what, it just hit me, she was showing off her “Dyson” , a cleaner gizmo and what a better way than to clean up her dusty room and show the people that this machine really does the job? She had to make a few showings thru the glass sliding doors, in case you were wondering.

OK, that is one question answered so onto the next, “what was she wearing under that top”?

Well, sir, that will take more gathering of the facts, so please excuse me, while I go and do that right now, before it becomes a “cold case”, she is going to be finished soon.

 (spoiler alert,” At a quick glance, I didn’t see a thing”) Meaning?  I really didn’t see anything or I did see, she had nothing else, “on”, but her top and the vacuum cleaner and maybe some fashionable shoes. Surely, to hell you can figure this out, there are enough clues.

 So, I will get back to you on it, later, I am sure. And, besides I hear my honey calling me, “Hey, old fool are you all done doing the laundry”? Yes, dear, it’s in the dryer right now! Did, I mention that I am not from here?