Three times in one summer, when I was a teen. Three different men. It wasn’t the greatest neighborhood, as you can imagine. The scariest time was when a guy was flashing my friend and I from the apartment across from the one we were in. Being giggly teenage girls, we kept peeking through the blinds. Apparently, he took this as an invitation because the next thing we knew, he was knocking on the apartment door. Completely nude. When we didn’t open the door, he began pounding on it and screaming “Let me in! I know you want me!”. No adults were with us… we were babysitting a toddler. The cops came, found him outside, still naked.
The other two instances, I was with the same friend when we happened upon a naked man smoking a cigarette in the woods and a half naked man, jacking off in a clearing. Lovely. ~