A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]
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				Title: <strong>A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 07:01:16</strong>
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				The view across the street was usually unexciting. Sure, the house across the way was nice, maybe the finest house on the street, but it was still just a house.<br><br>Sometimes, though, the view was spectacular, thanks to some tricky blinds.<br><br>The house belonged to the Carstons. They were nice enough people, but nice doesn't improve a view. What makes for a really good view is Amanda Carston. Amanda likes to use the shower off of her parent's bedroom, and the parent's bedroom features a wide, wall-to-wall window. This window is covered by vertical blinds which are a little tricky: when not closed all the way, they are completely see through. Sometimes the planets come into alignment, just right: parents go away for the evening, Amanda takes a shower, blinds are askew, Amanda doesn't notice = spectacular view.<br><br>Tonight was such a night. The house looked dark, until the wide window lightened up like a beacon in the gloom. Amanda, in all her 19-year-old blonde glory, appeared, like an actor on a stage. Looks like she had been working out, maybe to a video downstairs: she was in a t-shirt and black tights. This was no matter, however, because she also had a towel in her hand, which meant a shower was coming up, and the clothes would be coming off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 09:28:09</strong>
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				Charles was on his computer, editing some of the video he had taken when he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye. That guy who had come over to watch with him... Chuck couldn't quite remember his name, as they had only met less than an hour ago. The guy was somewhere downstairs, probably getting a coke out of the fridge. He would have called down to him, but it would have been awkward to say 'Hey, guy, come check it out!'; His parents weren't home, and neither were Amanda's, and he knew this was a good night to do a little snooping. The guy would come up on his own volition if he wanted to catch a live glimpse at Amanda Carston.<br><br>Charles wheeled his computer chair over to the window, and angled the camera as he pleased to get the best look. It wasn't every night she used her parents' shower, but when she did, Chuck was always in for a treat. He knew Amanda, they went to high school together and lived next to each other for most of their respective lives, but Chuck had learned more about his lovely neighbor from watching her than he ever had talking to her on those spare occasions. She wasn't very interested in him, and besides her fantastic body, Chuck had a hard time being interested in her, as well. From watching, Chuck knew that Amanda wasn't particularly bothered by being naked. Before and after her long showers, she would strut around her parents' bedroom, entirely ignorant of the blinds that allowed his camera lens to peek inside at her, doing this or that. He had never seen her fuck on camera, which was unfortunate, but he held onto the hope that it might someday happen. He had taken more than 20 gigabytes of footage of her, and had earned his own little slice of internet cash by hosting the videos for all of the perverts to see. It was risky business, but the ad revenue made it so that Chuck didn't have to flip burgers to support himself through school.<br><br>He ran a hand through his blond hair, and then scratched at the stubble on his chin, wondering where 'the guy', as he was referencing his fellow pervert-in-arms, was when Amanda was getting ready to clean up. The angle of her blinds was perfect... Chuck was going to get some real quality stuff tonight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 09:47:24</strong>
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				Charles watched as Amanda tossed the towel on the bed, then stripped off her t-shirt. The rest of the clothes soon followed, until Amanda stood buck naked in the bedroom. The girl was a beauty, with large, naturally rounded tits capped by bright red nipples that always seemed to be just a little bit hard. She was toned and fit, thanks to her time on the school volleyball team. She wasn't a very good volleyball player, but boy, did it get her in great shape!<br><br>Charles' camera was rolling, and the footage indeed was good. Amanda passed before the window a few times, giving him some fine profile shots. She paused before a mirror, her back to Charles, and he got a beautiful view of her luscious rear. She lingered there for a moment before picking up her towel and heading into the bathroom for her shower.<br><br>Normally, this was where she closed the door and that was that, until she reappeared. Tonight, however, she left the bathroom door open. The angle wasn't completely clear, but he watched as she stepped into the shower. That's where Charles' luck ended, unfortunately, as she pulled the shower curtain closed. The curtain was white plastic, and not see through, at least not from where Charles sat. He could see the steam rising above the curtain, but not the girl behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 11:24:12</strong>
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				Dave comes up, holding the coke and looking around the little peepers hideout he'd discovered, "So what did I miss?"<br><br>He'd stumbled across Charles little site while using his fathers credit card to get access to online porn, and immediately recognized Amanda, that annoying bitch with the hottest body in his class. He'd immediately contacted his new friend Charles, and worked out the arrangement to not snitch him out in return for letting him join in from time to time. This was his first night over.<br><br>He looks through the window and sighs as he notices the quickly misting shower curtain, "Ahh man I missed all the action."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>11-04-2010, 12:57:35</strong>
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				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.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 06:18:12</strong>
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				It was a brief shower. Charles caught motion across the street five minutes after Amanda had disappeared behind the curtain to see her walking out of the bathroom. The towel was wrapped around her, covering her annoyingly well. Her wet blonde hair was plastered to her shoulders, and she shook it out briefly, standing in the middle of the bedroom.<br><br>She whipped off the towel and dried herself, leaning down to get her legs and giving Charles another fantastic shot of her rear. Dropping the towel to the floor, Amanda went to the mirror she had looked into before, took a brush off a vanity and began to brush out her hair, her back to the window.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 12:58:03</strong>
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				Dave sets a second can down on a desk to make room in his hands, taking the laptop to play it back, "It's one thing to see her strutting around naked, but it's a completely different thing to watch her take it all off piece by piece."<br><br>When Charles asks he points to the can on the desk, "Yeah, I set it over there."<br><br>Watching as Amanda comes out of the shower, dropping the towel with her back to the window, "Wow, she really has no idea how much we can see does she?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 18:29:04</strong>
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				Chuck accepted the can, nodding his appreciation, but Dave was already checking out the video on the laptop, focused on the recording of Amanda's bare body. He turned in his chair back to the window, just in time to catch Amanda returning from her thankfully short shower. "Check it out," he said, pointing to the window. She was toweling herself off now, bending over to show off her amazing ass... Probably the best camera angle of the night, Chuck mused to himself.<br><br>"Nope, she doesn't see us at all. If she did, I'm pretty sure she would have called the cops by now. And I don't think she realizes how well somebody at just the right angle can see through those blinds. I'm not gonna let her know though... Let her figure out by herself," he said with a grin as he guzzled some of the soda. "But yeah, like I said earlier when you called, it doesn't get much better than this, sadly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 20:26:07</strong>
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				You can still see Amanda brushing her hair, standing before the mirror. Her other arm comes up to her chest, but with her back turned, you can't see what she's doing. She puts the brush down and shifts slightly, and you can now see a partial reflection of her in the mirror. She's touching her breast with a hand, her finger tips at a nipple. She shakes her hair out with a slow twist of her neck, seeming to get more comfortable, both hands gently playing at her nipples from what you can tell. Zooming in with the camera, Chuck can see her face in the mirror, Amanda closing her eyes and tilting her head back slightly as she gets into touching her chest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:18:15</strong>
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				A malevolent grin was plastered to Chuck's face as Amanda rubbed her breasts, unknowingly giving Chuck the best footage he'd ever taken of her. "Man... Come on, 'Manda, there's a bed right there. Just lay down and rub one out... How fuckin' creepy would that be? Just to call over to her house and suggest that?" He asked with a chuckle, ribbing Dave with his elbow playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>12-04-2010, 23:41:04</strong>
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				Dave was done with the laptop, handing it back to Chuck before turning to watch it all live, grinning as Chuck starts suggesting calling over, "Man, if you were going to go that far you may as well as if she needs a man to come over to help. A shame either one would be completely insane."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 02:27:53</strong>
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				To your disappointment, Amanda suddenly looks to the side, dropping her hands. She seems to be looking toward the bedroom door. It could be that the phone was ringing, but then, there was a phone in the bedroom and it was in the other direction.<br><br>She moved to the center of the room, still looking toward the door. It's tough to see her face clearly, but her expression seems troubled. She reaches down and picks up the discarded towel, and wraps it around herself, covering her body from chest to thigh.<br><br>For a good ten, fifteen seconds she just stands there, looking toward the door. She seems uncertain, and even a little nervous.<br><br>A quick glance to the street shows that the driveway is still empty, it's not that her parents suddenly returned, wherever they were. Maybe she was afraid of being discovered in "the act" by someone, but Charlie was sure no one else lived their as Amanda didn't have any siblings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 05:26:18</strong>
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				It was hard to tell what had caught Amanda's attention, but whatever it was, it spooked Amanda enough for her to put a premature end to her self-mammogram, and whatever else she might have done with her body... "Damn!" Chuck cursed softly, disappointed, but not really angry. Really, what he had just captured on his cameras was better than most anything she had given him... He really didn't deserve to be angry. "I wonder what's got her so... Nervous?" He asked, wondering if maybe someone was in the house with her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 07:45:07</strong>
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				Dave looks out concerned, "There's no one else home right now right? She doesn't have a pet or something does she?" Dave was relatively new to the situation, and wasn't sure what to expect. "Maybe she left the TV on or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 07:58:31</strong>
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				Amanda reacts suddenly and violently, and although you can't hear her, you know that she's screaming. What she's looking at is out of view of the window. Whatever has her worked up, she looks completely freaked, backing up on jittery legs as her mouth works overtime, hands clutching the top of her towel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>13-04-2010, 16:41:46</strong>
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				"What the... Fuck?" Chuck asks incredulously, and his hand slowly slithers down to his pants, and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out his cell-phone and flips it open... He has Amanda's phone number, he could try calling her... Or, he could call the police, because she seemed pretty distressed... But in the end, Chuck waited, watching Amanda with baited breath, his left thumb hovering over the '9' button.<br><br>"That's not the TV..." He said absently, his entire attention focused on what was happening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 00:25:56</strong>
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				Dave looks at her, some hint of excitement about what was happening, "Is she screaming? You don't think she noticed us do you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 02:00:38</strong>
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				Amanda is facing toward where Chuck knows the bedroom door lies, although it's not visible from this angle. Whatever is causing her terror must be coming from there as her gaze is fixed. She looks like she has stopped screaming, but both her arms go up in a classic "stick 'em up" pose. She takes a few steps back, but you still can't see what the trouble is.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 12:46:48</strong>
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				Chuck still doesn't know what's going on... But he gets a pretty good idea, when Amanda sticks one arm up in the air, keeping the other one clutched at her towel to keep it from falling down. "Man... What the hell? Is she being mugged? Is it too morbid to ask for her to put her other hand in the air?" Whatever Amanda was so focused on, he couldn't quite see it, Amanda's antagonist not kind enough to step into the sight of the window.<br><br>"Nah, if she noticed us, don't you think she would be looking at us? It's something else... Do you think we should call the cops?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Videospirit</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 00:32:31</strong>
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				Dave thinks about it now, Amanda at gunpoint, shivering slightly, "And tell them what? We were peeping on your neighbor and saw her getting mugged? Besides, maybe this is a bit of karma for how much of a bitch she always acts. It's not like we know for sure what's going on over there yet anyway."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 23:32:54</strong>
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				A man steps into view from the direction of the door, and it isn't Amanda's father. If there was any doubt about what was happening, those illusions are shattered by the clear image of the stranger wielding a gun and waving it in the girl's direction.<br><br>You can see him speaking to her, his demeanor composed. He goes to a television and reaches behind it, yanking out a handful of wires as Amanda watches, her hands still held high. He turns and says something to her, and Amanda seems to nod, then she turns her back to him and sinks down, the lower half of her disappearing below the level of the window as she apparently gets on her knees.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 01:09:00</strong>
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				The man approaches Amanda, kneeling behind her with the wires in hand. His body is obscuring your vision, but you assume from the way Amanda winces once that he is binding her wrists. She doesn't turn her head or say anything, but from the look on her face she is terrified.<br><br>He stands, and pulls her to her feet. With a motion, he whisks the towel away, leaving Amanda naked once again. She turned in surprise, Chuck catching her full frontal with his camera. She turns to the bed and climbs atop it as the man watches her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 15:50:50</strong>
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				He watches stunned as a man dressed in dark, obscuring clothes walks into their view and rips some cords out of the wall. Chuck is speechless as the gunman orders Amanda to kneel beside the bed, and then binds her wrists behind her back. His phone is screeching in his hands, as he has had the dial-tone going for a couple of minutes now without dialing a number, and he flips it shut. "Holy shit... She's getting robbed. Should we do something?" Chuck reiterated, rising from his chair. Taping this sexy high school senior before and after showers was one thing... But if they watched her get robbed, that was almost as bad as being a robber. Just sitting by and watching didn't sit well by him. "We... We don't have to call the cops, but we can do something. Is the camera rolling?" He asked, although he didn't wait for Dave's answer, going to check it himself.<br><br>"Everything's rolling... We're getting this all on tape."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 19:07:46</strong>
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				The intruder wasn't done. He disappeared for a moment as he went into the walk in closet, only to return with belts in hand. Amanda struggles as he takes a hold of her legs and binds them to the bed posts, forcing her onto her back.&nbsp; From Chuck's camera angle, he can see between Amanda's legs pretty good, and since his house is slightly elevated to the Carston's, he can partially see her chest and face. The girl looks even more terrified than she did before, if that was possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 00:54:33</strong>
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				The intruder bends over Amanda, his back to the camera and obscuring her body for all but her legs. The man seems to be doing something at Amanda's face, Charles can't tell, but her legs and feet begin to twitch like she's struggling. As the man moves away, Charles sees Amanda is still struggling, turning her head from side to side. It looks like something dark is over her mouth, maybe duct tape.<br><br>The burglar gets busy, efficiently moving from one end of the bedroom to the other, checking everything out. He lingers for the longest time at the dresser, pawing through a box in the top drawer. During this time, Amanda has calmed down, her head turned toward the intruder as she watches him.<br><br>Moving back to the closet, he brings out some suits, laying them on the floor, before stopping and turning toward Amanda. He waves the gun at her, saying something it seems though Charles can't tell what. The burglar then leaves the room, Amanda's face turned toward the door for a few moments. Charles and Dave see a few lights go on and off throughout the house, it seems the guy is giving the place the once-over. A light goes on in Amanda's window, across the house from the master bedroom. The drapes are pulled in that room, so you can't see what the man is doing in there, though the light stays on longer than the other lights did.<br><br>A few moments after the burglar left the master bedroom, you see Amanda struggle madly against the belts holding her legs apart. She's taking this opportunity to try and break free. One of her legs comes free, allowing her enough leverage to sit up straight, though her arms are still bound behind her. She uses her free foot to push on the belt knotted around her bound ankle, trying to push it off. You see her struggle for a moment, then the belt comes loose, and her other ankle is free.<br><br>Amanda slides off the bed, standing, the tape still in place and her arms bound behind her, but at least she's free of the bed. She creeps across the room, toward the doorway, and as she nears it she disappears from Chuck and Dave's sight, moving past the window.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>20-04-2010, 18:38:50</strong>
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				Chuck watches her struggles wordlessly, enraptured by what's going on in Amanda's house. He's also very conflicted... He doesn't know Amanda personally, and doesn't really owe anything to her. Or does he? As a human, isn't he obliged to help her, or something? He looks down and realizes his fingers are flexing tightly over his knees, his knuckles gone white. He lets out a long, irritated breath, and takes another swig of his coke.<br><br>"Okay. How about this... We keep taping, right? But if anything really bad happens... If he starts to really hurt her, we have to call the cops. We won't tell them about the cameras... I mean, check out this view. I could just say I saw... Something, anything, out of the corner of my eye, and investigated."<br><br>He begins to really worry when Amanda breaks free from her bonds and struggles to her feet. What if the burglar punishes her for getting out...? And what if he doesn't catch it on camera? He knows it's wrong, but for some reason, Chuck is peeved that she's no longer in the view of the camera.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Little Night Spying - Watchers [NC, EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TanaSilver</strong> on <strong>22-04-2010, 09:11:15</strong>
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				Amanda is only gone from view for a minute, maybe less, when motion catches Chuck's eye. He sees Amanda running back into the bedroom, running as best she can with her arms bound behind her.
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