Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Just a thought. Not sure where or how far it will lead.
Taken
I followed her in my van, about fifty feet back. A university girl, it seemed, carrying some books against her chest. Light blue button-up oxford shirt and faded bluejeans. Tight bluejeans.
She was the type I like, young, maybe 22, dark blonde, almost brunette hair in a ponytail. A little above medium height, 5’ 5” or 5’ 6”. Trim, but not skinny, 122-128 pounds, all in the right places, just enough firmness to support the soft tissue.
She turned into a walk and entered one door of a small duplex. I parked forty yards down the street and turned on the roof surveillance camera and recorder focused on the door and front window. It would be dark soon.
I took a nap on the mattress in the back. I woke at about 10. It was dark. I reviewed the recording. No-one had come or gone. Looking at the live feed, I could see some activity through the windows. They were open with the summer heat and only sheer curtains to provide a little privacy. She seemed to be reading and drinking (wine?). At about 10:30, she disappeared for a little and came back wearing a cute pair of shorty pajamas. She puttered around a little then turn out the lights. The low light camera picked up a stream of light, probably from the bedroom. At 11:00 that went out. She was alone.
Taken
I followed her in my van, about fifty feet back. A university girl, it seemed, carrying some books against her chest. Light blue button-up oxford shirt and faded bluejeans. Tight bluejeans.
She was the type I like, young, maybe 22, dark blonde, almost brunette hair in a ponytail. A little above medium height, 5’ 5” or 5’ 6”. Trim, but not skinny, 122-128 pounds, all in the right places, just enough firmness to support the soft tissue.
She turned into a walk and entered one door of a small duplex. I parked forty yards down the street and turned on the roof surveillance camera and recorder focused on the door and front window. It would be dark soon.
I took a nap on the mattress in the back. I woke at about 10. It was dark. I reviewed the recording. No-one had come or gone. Looking at the live feed, I could see some activity through the windows. They were open with the summer heat and only sheer curtains to provide a little privacy. She seemed to be reading and drinking (wine?). At about 10:30, she disappeared for a little and came back wearing a cute pair of shorty pajamas. She puttered around a little then turn out the lights. The low light camera picked up a stream of light, probably from the bedroom. At 11:00 that went out. She was alone.
You never know. If Wilbur takes a liking to a girl he might go for #3
or #1
