Chuck wasn't totally appreciative of the guy's attempts at blackmail... But he knew that his website was standing on a very slippery podium. Any idiot who lived in the area that knew Amanda could tell which angle she was being watched from. Really, he wasn't sure why he kept the website up, sometimes, because he knew how much trouble he could get in. But it was so fun, watching her... She strutted around her parents' bedroom, taking a long gaze into the mirror, admiring her own nudity. It was some sort of ritual that Charles had observed her doing several times, and it was great for the camera. After a moment, Amanda went into the bathroom, leaving the door ajar... Still, it wasn't a very generous camera shot. How rude of her.<br/><br/>He looked up at Dave- Yes, that was his name, much easier to remember when the guy was right next to him- and smirked. "What action? The best we ever get out of Amanda is a few minutes of flesh... God, but I would kill for her to bring her boyfriend home someday for our sake. I'll let you check out the new feed, if you like," He said, and lifted his laptop off of his lap and passed it gingerly over to Dave. "Just double click that file," he said, pointing. "I got maybe 90 seconds of great footage of her strutting around, undressing and checking herself out. Good shit, man. Hey, did you get me one?" He asked, gesturing towards the pop.