Back twenty years or more, I think was the time my voyeur addiction was at its worse. I was reckless. I would take totally irresponsible risks and not even concider the conciquenses of being caught. Lisa was no help at that point as she was the poster child of co-dependency. Anything I wanted, she would do. My main intrests were upskirts, hidden camera ventures, downblouses, and internet porn. These events may skip around, but here are several of the ventures I experienced at my weakest point. I used to like to sit in parking lots with Lisa as we watched customers go in and out of stores. We actually had a game we often played guessing what type of panties, if any, that women were wearing. It was fun and exciting. Our main purpose to loiter in these parking lots was to cease opportunities to voyeur women. A lot of times we would see a woman pull in and get out of her car. If she was wearing a dress, we would wait and grab the parking place next to her car when it was available. I would lay on the ground as if I were working on my car as Lisa stood watch, smoking cigarettes, and just looking around. She would notify me when the woman was coming. I was in a position that my head was directly below her drivers side door. As the woman came around the end of the car, she would be startled. Lisa would make some sort of a quick remark like,"car trouble (smiling) you can get in." So the woman would go to get in. As she was right above me I would lean out and look up her dress. We did this quite often when we were bored. I seen girls with thongs, bikini panties, nylons and no panties, or just no panties at all. I seen about every type of panty you can imagine. Some women would stop, look down and see me looking up and either get in hastily, or say "oh,well" and smile. One women even said," Do you like what you see?" She was a older woman dark hair, smooth shaved pussy. She was bending over prior to me being seen so i had a perfect bend over view. Another thing we would do was stroll around shopping. I would pick up a hand held mirror along with a few other small items. When we seen a woman in a skirt or dress, I would get next to them and pretend I was looking at something on the bottom shelf. I would slide the mirror under their dress and watch for as long as possible. I was caught several times doing this and we had to leave the store immediately. But after doing it thousands of times and only getting caught a handful of times, thought I had a pretty successful record. Lisa would hide a video recorder in her purse quite often. She would turn it on and disguise it carefully. As we shopped she would stand next to women and point the camera right up their dress. Again we seen everything you can imagine. A petite little college girl was probably the most detailed. She was a true bleach blonde. She had skinny little butt cheeks. Lisa had the cam just about a foot away from her butt. She wore no panties and had a very smooth shaved pussy. Her pussy lips were a bit swollen looking, almost like a camel toe, and just a hint of her small pink labia. Lisa would also go into dressing rooms with partitioned walls that were open at the bottom. She would set her purse on the floor with the cam pointing into the other dressing room, usually there was a mirror. We had a large amount of videos of women undressing. I still get excited with voyeurism, but have learned to not victimize women as much as possible if that makes any sense. I will look but not go out and seek to the degree I once did. It is a very hard addiction to overcome. It took me years to get to the point where I obey the law. Some may find this exciting, some disgusting. To me it was an illness I had to overcome.