At a young age I discovered boys (and later, men) were always trying to see me naked. Soon I learned that showing them what they wanted to see could get me almost anything I wanted. The first event that lead to this discovery happened when I was eleven.

My cousins were spending the weekend with my mother and me while their parents were away. They were a little younger than me, but wanted to hang around me constantly, and followed me nearly everywhere. One evening I had just finished a bath and gone to my room when they came bursting in. They froze, their mouths open and their eyes glued to my completely nude body. It was embarrassing, but at the same time exciting as chills ran up and down my spine while a pleasant feeling grew in my nether region.

 I decided to test the source of this feeling. I had once seen the boy next door trying to look through my window, so I decided to let him see me naked. For the next few days I left my curtains open so anybody could see me walking around naked. I found out on the third day that he had been watching, but was surprised that he had invited his friends over to watch too. The excitement was greater than I could have hoped. I slipped a finger between my pussy lips. I was soaking wet, so I knew showing off my body would give me more thrills than I had dreamed.

 I decided to see what it was worth to the boy next door to see my naked body. The next day, when I saw him outside, I went up to him. I informed him that I had seen him and his friends looking at me through my window. He tried to deny it so I asked him why his friends were pushing one another to get to the window? His face began turning red and his chin slumped to his chest. He was busted and he knew it. I told him it would cost him Five Dollars a week for me to leave my window open and curtains drawn back so they would have an unobstructed view.

So now I never close my curtains, so anyone that sees me can get a thrill, but so do I.