Growing up I was considered by all to be a “good girl”. This due mostly to my father being the Presbyterian minister on the resort island where we lived. Over time, I grew to hate how I was considered, and so much wanted to shed this reputation. This is how my story began, which I have been writing, and hoping to share and better understand how I became an exhibitionist. It started physically, but I believe even the telling of my story is related to my exhibitionist tendencies. I have many pictures and videos, which often connect to the adventures I have had over the years. And now that I am older, and my more adventurous days are behind me, I hope to continue the thrills by sharing my collection and stories here. I very much appreciate anyone who will indulge, and would love to know your thoughts.
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