Should I laugh at how this turned out?
I mean it’s written good so don’t take it that way, but the fact that he got caught.
I always imaged peeping toms to be incredibly stealthy or something so the fact he got distracted by day dreams then got caught, slapped, and tased was hilarious to me.

Though I was grossed out when he wondered what her toes would taste like…
I kind of hate feet though, that’s why.

She “tazded” him. (I know, I tried).

Hey Z! Great job, I love this! Your stories bring back such great memories for me.

Early 1970’s, traveling some back road. I use to love looking through the binoculars backwards, watching the pavement flow by like warm licorice.

Later, in the hotel parking lot, I tried catching a ball through the binoculars, I ended up with a split lip.

I was young, about 5. I couldn’t say “binoculars” so I called them “ba nicks ba knocks.”

Now I feel good all over, thanks.