gopher&kitsune
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OOC: Vic is a 25 year old small business owner in the SF bay area. He is 5'10 and weighs 195 lbs. Has short wavy black hair and hazel eyes. He was recently aressted for being a peeping tom. He was charged and found guilty. He is given probation since it is his first offense and is required to attend sexual addiction counselling and group meetings. This is his first day of his group meeting. It isn't a large group but has a good mix of people.
Vic is sitting nervously fidgeting with his hands. Scratching at his arm gently as he begins to speak.
"My name is Vic and I am a sex addict. Technically I’m a peeping tom… I feel kind of out of place saying both of those things because that isn’t really who I am or what I am…. I don’t think… I’ve never had sex and I don’t masturbate or think about sex all the time. I’m too preoccupied most of the time with my business. I don’t know what I was doing that night.
I was just sitting in my room that night going over my monthly bank statement when I looked out my window. She was across the way a floor down and 2 windows from the left of mine. I didn’t know her. But I watched her. What possessed me to do it? I don’t know… She was just sort of there, lying on her bed reading a book. She was wearing a white halter and some black shorts. Her skin was an olive color. Her hair a dark brown or black it was a little hard to tell in the light. It was pulled back in a ponytail and just long enough that the tip of it touched the nape of her neck and curled off to one side. Her shirt left her exposed enough to see the small of her back. Her legs were crossed slightly with her right foot resting on the heel of the left. Something about her just drew me in. I feel really awkward about everything that happened that night. I don't know why any of this happened"
He covers his face with his handand his head slowly drops as his fingers run through his hair.
Vic is sitting nervously fidgeting with his hands. Scratching at his arm gently as he begins to speak.
"My name is Vic and I am a sex addict. Technically I’m a peeping tom… I feel kind of out of place saying both of those things because that isn’t really who I am or what I am…. I don’t think… I’ve never had sex and I don’t masturbate or think about sex all the time. I’m too preoccupied most of the time with my business. I don’t know what I was doing that night.
I was just sitting in my room that night going over my monthly bank statement when I looked out my window. She was across the way a floor down and 2 windows from the left of mine. I didn’t know her. But I watched her. What possessed me to do it? I don’t know… She was just sort of there, lying on her bed reading a book. She was wearing a white halter and some black shorts. Her skin was an olive color. Her hair a dark brown or black it was a little hard to tell in the light. It was pulled back in a ponytail and just long enough that the tip of it touched the nape of her neck and curled off to one side. Her shirt left her exposed enough to see the small of her back. Her legs were crossed slightly with her right foot resting on the heel of the left. Something about her just drew me in. I feel really awkward about everything that happened that night. I don't know why any of this happened"
He covers his face with his handand his head slowly drops as his fingers run through his hair.
