I know you're watching.

"I can see you."

About a week earlier than had been a break in at the apartment building Lila lived in. A few residents reported items stolen, and whoever it was had clearly been in just about every apartment. Lila's family didn't find anything to have been stolen from theres, but one day Lila found that note and the suspicion began that something had been added instead.

"I can see you" was all the note had said, a simple typed font and printed on a note just sitting on her windowsill. It had been nothing but a curio at first, her parents claimed innocence and she thought of it as just some weird prank. It was the next note a few days later that set off alarm bells.

"You waxed down there. It suits you."

A hand trailed down between her legs, to her smooth slit. She had only waxed recently, had only been naked within her own room and the shower at home. For someone to have seen her, to know, they would have to have been watching her here. Spying on her. That was when the suspicion came. That when the break in had happened, the thief had also planted a hidden camera, or worse, cameras in her home. She was afraid, she felt violated. Any reasonable person would be. She knew she should tell her parents, tell the police. But there was one more thing that she was; more aroused than she had ever been before.

So Lila told no-one. She didn't even try to find the cameras herself. Instead she made a game of it. Trying to guess where they were hidden, stripping and teasing within the confines of her room. In her imagined scoring system, if 'He' (she assumed it was a 'he', and gave them no name but 'He' and 'Him'.) was left frustrated, unable to see her clearly, that was a point for her. If she wound up flashing him all her goods and giving him a good view, that was a point for Him.

The notes kept coming. "You're beautiful", "I'm glad you want to play", "I liked you in that pink dress", "You're such a good girl," "I'm glad you keep waxing", "Do you like posing for me?"

"Yes, yes I do," Lila had answered that one aloud, even if she didn't know if He could hear her.

Sleeping became the hardest part. After all, these notes appeared in her room. Some He left while everyone was out, but some were clearlying appearing while she slept. He had no problem entering her home, her room, over and over again. To hover over her while she was **** and sleeping.

Lila knew playing this game was dangerous, but she didn't want to stop.