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Jeremy decided enough was enough for the day. He did note a large sign saying the country club's annual masquerade ball was in a week, and made a note of it. "Gonna be the sexiest, most humiliating ball ever," he thought.

He "borrowed" a Porsche 911 with the keys he found at the valet, and left.

He drove downtown and went to a local coffee shop. There he ordered an iced green tea and went to the small courtyard attached to the coffee shop. He saw a pretty blonde enjoying the day.

Being a pervert, he could not pass this up. Jeremy stopped time. First he pissed in her coffee, then rooted around in the the coffee shop store room until he found some industrial sealant. He squeezed a bead of sealant around the inside of the woman's hat and put it back on her. He then undid her khaki shorts' zipper and button.

Jeremy took a seat and restarted time.

The woman took a sip of the coffee then spit it out. "The fuck?" She muttered. She took the lid off to smell the coffee, but somehow it turned up side down and spilled all over her blouse. She got up to go to the bathroom and her shorts fell to her knees. She muttered curses as she pulled up the shorts and headed to the ladies room.

Jeremy sipped his iced tea.

"Oh my god, I wish I filmed that!"

Jeremy turned to see a brunette at a table. She was on her phone. She wore a white and gray sweater and long skirt.

"Yeah, some women spilled coffee all down her shirt then her shorts fell down. It was like so funny."

Jeremy took a sip of his tea. "You think _that _was funny?" he thought.