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I'm Jessi

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I'm Jessi, and I've always been the shy girl. My brown hair falls in soft waves over my shoulders, and I tend to hide behind my bangs when eyes fall on me. I like the anonymity of quiet corners, where I can be at peace, away from curious eyes. But inside me, there is something that very few know, something that makes me feel alive and full of emotion.

 Beneath my calm and reserved appearance, I keep a secret. There's a part of me that enjoys the adrenaline of the forbidden, the tension that builds when I know someone might be watching. Exhibitionism has become my little hidden pleasure, a way to break my routine and experience freedom in its purest form. 

Today, after an exhausting week, I decided to go to one of my favorite places: a secluded park, full of tall trees and lonely paths. I like that place because it's almost empty, except for the occasional person running by. I sat on a bench, watching the sunset that painted the sky with warm colors, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

 I was wearing a light dress, the kind that feels soft to the touch and moves with the wind. As I sat there, alone, I felt that familiar tingle of excitement run through me. I looked around, making sure no one was around. With a small gesture, I let one of the straps of my dress slide over my shoulder, letting the fabric caress my skin. The cool evening air touched my skin, 

and a wave of excitement ran through me. I knew that at any moment someone could walk by, and that possibility made me vibrate. It was a game for me, a risk that I controlled perfectly. I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the feeling of freedom wash over me. This wasn't my first game, and yet every time I played it, the excitement was as intense as the first time. My heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking slightly as I caressed my collarbone. This was my moment, a moment in which I could be completely free. Suddenly, 

I heard a sound in the distance. A man was running, but in the opposite direction, without even looking at me. I smiled to myself, feeling the adrenaline pumping a little more. I knew it was time to stop. I always knew when to stop. Calmly, I put the strap of the dress back over my shoulder, covering myself, but with a satisfied smile on my lips. When I got home that night, the memory of that moment was still present in my mind. I closed the door to my room and, in the privacy of my space, my shyness completely disappeared. With the curtains closed and the soft light of the room enveloping my figure, I allowed myself to be myself, without restrictions.

 I knew that that part of me, passionate and uninhibited, was something I only shared in privacy, where I could be completely free. To the rest of the world, I'm still the shy and reserved girl. But in those moments, whether in the park or in the privacy of my room, I feel alive, free, and completely in control of my desire.

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