The following began when I was 15 years old and continued until I was almost 18. My grandmother lived nearby and I frequently spent the night with her. I decided she was something of an exhibitionist and in a way trained me to be one too. She would put on a gown at night with nothing on underneath. I knew this because she would bend over my bed to adjust the covers and I could see all the way down the inside of her gown, her aged but ample breasts swaying in front of me. In the summer she would...
