John was, what you would call, a "Peeping Tom", or a "Peeping John" in this case! He enjoy spying on women as they changed, either at school in the girls' locker room, or from his very house with a small telescope pointing at his neighbor's window. His interest in women was not only because of the obvious reason, that he was male, but because he never really had any experiences with a girl. To him, they were creatures that made him feel good when he watched them from his dark room. Sweating, shacking, he was a sick teenage boy in a sense, but it wasn't all his fault. And besides, he never really harmed anyone. At least not until he got a little too curious and decided to sneak into the house next door.
The night was young, the sun had just set an hour ago, while he made his way through the summer air and to the house he so desired. The girl who lived there had gone out with some friends, and her parents were rarely home. He tried the front door at first, ensuring that he wa