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Peeping Tom really?

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mouth Drop.”

I wish I was responding with a grand story of college acceptance, a marriage proposal, a lottery win or something wonderful. My jaw dropping moment came when I received a phone call from a man identifying himself as Detective Stewart. He was searching for my husband (now ex-husband) but refused to tell me why. He simply stated your husband is not the man you think he is. Once Doug came home, I gave him the message and pressured for an answer to why this police detective called. When he finally confessed you could have knocked me over with a feather. Doug confessed to having spent the last 5 years being a peeping Tom.  He had been spying on college girls at apartment pools and masturbating!!  And now a girl had caught him, identified him and taken his truck tag number.Talk about a jaw dropping, tears falling moment. I can attest that a broken heart really does create physical pain. I hope and pray no one else responding to this prompt has to suffer the heartache and humiliation of this type of discovery.

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2 thoughts on “Peeping Tom really?

  1. I know you don’t see the humor in your story.
    However after my twenty twenty-eight years in law enforcement, as I read your story, I immediately thought of a similar case when the husband open the door and the wife saw me standing in the doorway.
    Her response was simply, “Oh, did he do it again.”
    By the time we arrived in court a month later for the case, he was a single.

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