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Still watching her bank of surveillance cameras, Roxanne smirked as she watched Katie tumble down the stairs and into the garage. It wasn’t a flashy invention, but it had never failed to trip one of her babysitters yet.

But this slapstick comedy was only her entrée. It amused her, but this wasn’t why she was here. She was here to embarrass Katie. The whole point of these harmless pranks was to keep her victims off-guard. No, what really turned her on was seeing some skin. Not her own, of course, never. She was a voyeur, not an exhibitionist.

Okay, that’s that done. I think it’s time to get a little closer to Katie. Watching the best part through the camera just isn’t the same as watching it live. Still, got to be careful. I don’t want her to see me just yet. It’s always fun to keep up the mystery.

Roxanne got up from her chair and clicked a remote in her pocket. Another entrance appeared that linked her war room to the rest of the house. She began making her way downstairs. This mansion had been built and rebuilt long ago, meaning even her father didn’t really know about all these secret passages.

After expanding them herself during her father’s business trip, she now had access to every area of the mansion, allowing her to appear and reappear like a demon.

By the time she reached the little opening that looked into the garage (cleverly hidden by a vent covering), Katie had already retrieved her hat and gotten to her feet. She was on jelly legs and seemed much warier now.

Roxanne got her first glimpse of Katie in the flesh.

Hmmmm, cute face. But anyway…

She picked up the homemade variation of a lasso gun that she’d made herself. Although she had versions of the lasso gun, her tripwire gun was just designed to trip. Roxanne positioned it through the vent and aimed.

It fired, letting off a little hiss. The strong wire landed behind her, making Katie jump, her head on a swivel. Roxanne clicked the retractor button, and the wire shot against Katie’s legs, sweeping through them and forcing her to fall over yet again. The hat once again rolled away.

By the time Katie found herself looking up at the lights, the wire was already back in its holder, and Roxanne’s deed was done.