Spycams

"Do you really think that is going to be an issue?"

"Well," Gabby hesitated, "Yeah, if you say we can't do it, but we both want to, I'd probably just do it anyway."

"Then I suppose I'll need some way to monitor you, won't I?"

"What, you mean like, spycams all over the house?"

"I'd never tell you to give up your privacy like that." Dr. Vierre said. She hadn't expected it to go down this route at all. She had at most planned for a joke about security cameras, but Gabby actually sounded serious.

"What if I asked you? With Nathan's permission of course. I know it's weird, but I really want this to work and I don't think I can trust myself."

"Well, I suppose that'd be okay... I wouldn't look at anything non-sexual, but I think maybe you should think this through beforehand. Sleep on it, or something."

"Right, I will."

Three days later, Dr. Vierre got an email. Included in it were the instructions as to how to wirelessly access a system of cameras. She was shocked at how thorough the camera placement was, she could see everything, every corner, every closet, even the ceilings. Attached was permission, signed by each one of them, to use them. She emailed them both back individually, to make sure that they were okay with it, but not only did it turn out they were, but occasionally when looking over the recordings, or even when watching them in person, she would see Nathan wave at one of the cameras, and flash a smile. She wondered how Gabby had convinced him, maybe she had just said it would fix their relationship, but still, it amazed her.