Someone had seen her.

(chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

Rise's gaze was drawn upward by a hint of movement. There, perched on the edge of the billboard she had just identified as a useful landmark sad a slightly obsese man with thick glasses, a gaudy orange bandana tied around his silvery hair that matched the ugly plad shirt he wore. Blue jeans and a purple backpack were the only other noteworthy features about the man. Well, except for the cameras. Even as far away as Rise was she could make out at least three expensive looking pieces of photography equipment hanging from the man's neck. And another gripped in his hands, with an elongated lens surely intended to act as a telescope for the camera.

The camera was large enough that Rise could make out the opening and closing of the shutter. To her horror, the man was pointing it directly at her, snapping photos in rapid fire succession.

What a gold mine! the camera operator thought to himself. The rumors that Rise Kujikawa had attended a concert earlier that day and essentially stripped herself to give out autographs had mostly been derided and ignored by her fanbase. But there were certain "specialized" fans who paid closer attention. Frankly, it didn't matter to this man whether the rumors were a lie or not. Any possibility of catching the famous Risette in a state of nudity, even if hidden by a coat, was enough for a prolonged stake out. He knew she had left Inaba that morning by train, and thus would most likely return by the same route. He had already missed one golden opportunity to see Rise naked- he had found the perfect vantage point to peek into her room and snap a photo. But a bunch of loud mouthed kids and a particularly stupid cop had assaulted and arrested him despite it being perfectly legal to take these illicit sorts of photos! But today was different! Today Risette herself was coming to him! He was not going to miss the opportunity, even it turned out to be a false lead! And boy had it paid off! His attention was naturally drawn to the police officers and their particular interest in that one alcove. Moments after they dispersed, she emerged. The beautiful Risette, star, idol, model....revealed before his eyes and camera devoid of even an overcoat to hide her fabulous body. Like a sniper armed with a gattling gun, the camera man wasted no time in transcribing image after image of the naked beauty onto film.

Rise felt a shriek building up in her throat and only JUST remembered to stifle it. In shock she covered her exposed breasts (only mildly dampening the camera man's enthusiasm- he had plenty of shots of the orbs, up close and filling the whole frame thanks to his wonderful lense). She stared at him and noticed the slight dip of the camera. Belatedly she transferred one hand to her pussy, too late to prevent a few excellent pictures of her exposed nether regions (complete with a hint of her erect clit, awakened by her brief but intense contact with the vibrating phone). Rise finally remembered how to move her legs, scampering behind the corner and out of sight of the cameraman. This day was a nightmare that refused to end!