The subdivision where we live is a fairly close-knit community. It's small enough to know a good number of those who live here but big enough there are still strangers, too. Some more strange than others it appears. We have a flasher.
We're a golf community with houses bordering one or both sides of almost every hole. And we have an active group of women golfers...it's not unusual for more than 30 players to participate on ladies day. You can imagine their surprise one recent Tuesday when they're playing the 14th hole and look over to see a man disrobing in the backyard of one of the nearby homes. At first he had a towel around his midsection but before they realized what was happening, he opened the towel to reveal his...er, private parts. When quizzed about the age or appearance of this individual, the women all laughed and said they hadn't a clue. All they saw was his nakedness. This is a quiet neighborhood in a pretty conservative part of the state...nothing like this ever happens.
The same thing occurred to one of the other lady residents as she was walking her dog on the same fairway. It's something she does regularly as play winds down at the end of the day. The neighborhood nudie flashed her as well. We've had a good chuckle over the fact that the name of her dog is "Buff."
Apparently the Sheriff can't do anything unless an officer personally sees the exposure so we may have to invite one of the female deputies to join the ladies on Tuesdays or to go undercover and take up dog walking. Needless to say, it's a topic of much conversation in our little community but I don't have any photos to go along with this post. We should all be grateful for that.
I understand about loving thy neighbor; I'm just glad this guy lives on the other side of the subdivision.