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Are you an exhibitionist?

I go out and check the mail in my boxers all the time.

I'll also have a smoke on the deck in my skivvies

Once in a while, I'll even talk to the neighbors.

One good thing about being in public in your underwear, people make eye contact with you and will rarely move their gaze downward.
 
I go out and check the mail in my boxers all the time.

I'll also have a smoke on the deck in my skivvies

Once in a while, I'll even talk to the neighbors.

One good thing about being in public in your underwear, people make eye contact with you and will rarely move their gaze downward.

+1. I've discovered this too. Same thing when you're naked.
 
I go out and check the mail in my boxers all the time.


Once in a while, I'll even talk to the neighbors.

One good thing about being in public in your underwear, people make eye contact with you and will rarely move their gaze downward.

You know, I actually did that this morning? I ran out in a tee shirt and boxers to grab yesterdays mail. It's 6:30 am, no one around to see me right? Wrong... I got caught by a carload of college kids. "oOOooo nice skivies baby!!"
I guess I am an exhibitionist, I umm... kind of enjoyed it in a invigorating sort of way. :help:
 
You know, I actually did that this morning? I ran out in a tee shirt and boxers to grab yesterdays mail. It's 6:30 am, no one around to see me right? Wrong... I got caught by a carload of college kids. "oOOooo nice skivies baby!!"
I guess I am an exhibitionist, I umm... kind of enjoyed it in a invigorating sort of way. :help:

Wait till you they put dollar bills in your boxers. That doesn't bother me much, but I have to admit I'm a little uncomfortable doing a gyrating dance in front of them afterwards.
 
You check the mail in your boxers?

I hope the mailman is hot (and a chick!) ;) :p

The mailman's long gone by the time the show begins.
It's the neighbors and passerbys who are graced by my beauty.

My wife reminds me that we don't live in the old neighborhood anymore. Our new neighborhood has a church with a preschool two doors down from us. Good thing they don't deliver mail on sundays.