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The next morning Ashley was at Julie's door bright and early, just as she and Mark had agreed. It took quite a bit of pounding to get her to the door. When Julie finally opened the front door she had on just a hastily wrapped robe. She also reeked of dried pussy juice. Ashley couldn't help but smile inside thinking of her "friend" trying to frig herself to relive the tension from the drinks, groping, and oral sex she and the blackmailer had set her up for the night before. She only had a moment to savor the image though, she had a job to do and she needed to get to it. "So Julie, uhm, have you heard from you know who yet today?"

"No. You just woke me up knocking at the door."

"Good, clean up and get dressed. Let's go out to breakfast then maybe cruise the stores. We'll have to face him later, but let's put it off for this morning anyway."

"Sounds great Ashley. Almost like the old times. Why don't you pick out some clothes while I grab a shower? I want to get outta here asap."

"Sure Jules, go get cleaned up." Ashley marched to the bedroom. For a moment she was tempted to pull out some slutty clothes like they were both made to wear to the party last night, but then thought Julie's friend wouldn't do that to the conservative young lady that Julie was when she wasn't fulfilling the instructions of her mysterious blackmailer. In the end Ashley pulled out a plain outfit of bra and panties, blue jeans, a black T-shirt, and Keds. Of course she picked the best ( in her eyes ) of each; Julie's laciest bra, her skimpiest bikini panties, tight jeans, and a shirt at least one size to small.

"Oh Ashley thank you" Julie squealed when she came inot the bedroom andsaw the clothes on the bed. "No phone calls?"

"Not a peep. Better hurry though the sun's coming up and we don't want to be here when he wakes up."

"Sure, OK" she says closing the drapes, dropping her robe to the floor and starting to get dressed.

Was it only last night Ashley thought that she was embarassed to be naked in front of me? Of course I hadn't cum on her face twice then. Once they were dressed, Julie left a note on the table as her parents had already left to go visiting relatives for the day, and they went out to a diner around the corner and several blocks away.

As soon as the girls were out of sight Mark came out of his hiding place, and carrying his bag of tricks slipped into the house. By the time he came out he could watch and listen in almost ever corner of the house. Tiny cameras and wireless mikes, all keyed up to a Reciever/Transmitter unit he set up in the unused attic. There was a good pile of money tucked into all the little nooks and crannies of Julie's house. Still, what kind of dorky looking computer geek would he be if he couldn't hack into some decent credit card numbers? Now he had to go back home and wait for the next stage of fun for his favorite toy. On his way though the back yard he left a package for Julie in the usual spot on the windowsill.

"Are you sure you can't come in and stay awhile?"Julie asked. It was almost 2 and they were standing in the sidewalk in front of Julie's house.

"No Julie, I need to get home, we're all off on some family thing," the two words just dripped sarcasim, "today. I'll call the minuite I get back to see what's what, and how you're holding up." Ashley replied, and gave Julie a strong hug before she started home.

Julie looked with despair at her house. It used to seem like a safe place, now she just wanted to get away. But she had been gone a long time and she knew it'd be worse if he had to track her down for whatever he had in mind. At least that's what she told herself as she climbed onto the porch and went into the house. The tiny tingle when she thought about being displayed for him she managed to ignore.

She made herself some lunch since her parents were still gone. Then she putzed around in the living room for awhile. Eventuall she gave in to curosity and the need to get her homework bag, even though she fully intended to do the homework in the living room. Julie took a deep breath and crossed the threshold into her bedroom.

Took her long enough, Mark thought as he watched his monitor. He counted 10 long mississippi's as Julie calmed herself down from the worry she just put herself through, and then he dialed her line.

Julie just about jumped out of her skin when the phone rang. Again it rang, and again. She was just about to say fuck it, that's what the machine's for when she decided if it was him she didn't want a message where her parents might get to hear it. Besides avoiding him wouldn't help at this point.

"Did you have a fun morning?" asked a voice on the line. This time the voice sounded mechanicly garbled, like the whistleblowers they interview on the news. Still she had no trouble guessing who it was.

"Yes I did, so what?"

"Nothing. You did very well last night, and you should get a little time to have innocent fun. But that time is over for today. First of all you go open your shades. I will not tolerate you blocking my view." Not that he didn't have several other views available in her bedroom anyways, but she didn't need to know that yet. "If you ever close those shades again I will send copies of everything I have to Jason, your parents, your guideance councelor and anyone else I can think of. No warnings, no bargins, no discussion. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!"

"Yes." she mumbled walking over and raising the shades to her window.

"I have left something for you on the windowsill. Do you see it?"

"Yes"

"Take it. Your PC plays DVD's right?"

"Yes" How did he know that? Or was it a guess, a lot of PC's did these days. Out on the ledge was a CD case with a writable CD/DVD in it. In marker on the disk it said "Julie's adventures Disk 1" The 'Disk 1' part sent a chill down her backbone, although the feeling did get warmer down near the base of her spine.

"Put it in and play it. Watch it all, first to last. No skipping the good parts. I'm watching and I'll know." With that Mark hung up the phone and went back to watching Julie.

She slowly, silently started up her PC and put the disk in. Damn things probably infected too she thought. How could she ask for help devirising the fucking thing with what was probably going to be dumped on her machine.

As she expected the disk started with the pictures of her and Jason. There was cheesy Musak in the background, and the disk went to short videos of her and Ashley dancing and drinking at the party. Julie looked over to the window, then back at the monitor. She could tell there was no way to see the monitor from the window. They just faced to far apart. Could she get away with running the disk without the video? Did she dare to try?