El por qué se los permito.. y algo que hice este viernes.

It's not that I like it when people take advantage of me, but I understand that maybe it would generate attraction for some men just as I feel attraction towards them, and I don't judge anyone who looks at me or says cheesy lines to me, even if they're in bad taste. I get it, maybe that's why I try to be understanding with men, especially when I'm traveling by train or subway, where several times I felt like people were touching me or saying things in a low voice. But being a girl who has been immersed in this world of perversion and morbidity for years makes me understand those who have that morbo or heat and are more turned on than a hen on public transportation. When I'm in a good mood, for example, I'm what's called gauchita, not that I'm a slut, just understanding, like I mentioned earlier, once I even covered up a masturbator when we saw him leaning against me as much as he could. But it's all fine as long as it doesn't go beyond that... sometimes I'm not only doing gauchadas on public transportation, but also when I feel observed on the street, as long as I'm sure nobody knows me in the area, but last Friday was the first time I did a gauchada to someone I knew, my neighbor from across the hall. By the way... I moved here a while ago because I found a place to rent, it's a quiet neighborhood, so far I haven't found any inconveniences or anything like that, I don't have much interaction with almost anyone in the neighborhood, just with the lady from the store who we sometimes chat with, but with my neighbors I don't interact, maybe occasionally a hello good day but nothing more, although lately I've noticed that my neighbor from across the hall is paying attention to me, for example every time he comes home from work he greets me with a hello neighbor good evening, sometimes I respond and sometimes not, it's not bad, just that I try to avoid relating to people... but I won't deny that those small details, even if they're just a simple greeting, mean a lot to me, so this Friday the 21st I came home from work and as of... habit of mine is to take a shower, put on comfortable clothes and sit under the shade of the tree to take something refreshing. When I realized my neighbor from across the street (whom we'll call Santi) was sitting on the bench with another person, who left after a while, leaving Santi alone still sitting on the bench, as if he were an old solitary man... I started noticing that he was looking at me, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable but then I started feeling like playing with him, since it was obvious he was looking at me, I don't know why but it was something I started to feel suddenly, thought poor guy, always sitting alone on the sidewalk, this is the first time I've seen him talking to someone, maybe he has a great friendship in his life but not many people to share it with, besides he's so good with me... things like that came to my mind, always so attentive, so I considered he deserved at least a small gift from my part. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and shorts without underwear, since at home I like to walk around as loose and comfortable as possible, I was sitting on a recliner next to several plant pots that I put up a few days ago, what I did was adjust myself on the recliner but what I did was drag myself, which made my shorts fall down, I don't know if I explain it well, the good thing is that most of my shorts are loose since some of them I use to sleep and if I lean or bend they easily come undone, then since with the recliner I made them fall a bit I got up and sat with my back to the sidewalk (so Santi could see me) and bent down in squatting position making myself look like I was contemplating the plants... my shorts fell down quite a bit and obviously left my ass exposed, pointed towards Santi who was still looking at me, I could tell by the reflection on the window... I stayed there for a good while, giving Santi's eyes a show and to people passing by on the street, then I pretended not to notice and quickly pulled up my shorts but without hiding where I was. Santi was still there, staring at me fixedly... now that I think about it, it was a stupidity to do that, when I saw him standing there so immobile staring at me, it made me feel a little scared to be honest, and to top it off I showed almost my whole butt, what happened? Will he keep greeting me like nothing's wrong? It's obvious he realized I did it on purpose, now I regret it but well, it's done. He's a pretty nice guy but also kind of weird at the same time, like this time when he stared at me fixedly for almost 20 minutes as if he were planning something haha... I'm alone here, if he wanted to he could force his way in and do whatever he wants with me, know that it makes me feel an inexplicable morbidness but also a little scared, actually I wouldn't want anything like that to happen but when the morbidness takes over I fantasize... maybe it's wrong but well, everyone has their perversion. Thanks for reading this far, maybe it's not something worth telling, practically nothing but for me it was the most morbid thing I did last week at least, I don't believe in coincidences, all the morbid situations I seek out myself, before I only did them and that's it, now I can share them with you 😊