He finds even more than he was looking for

It took some time for Jack to figure how the camera worked, as it was much more advanced than his own, and which he'd barely even used for several years. Eventually he'd found out how to view the pictures at least, but as there was several hundreds of them it gave him a headache just thinking about browsing them all in the small screen of the camera itself.

Still it was fairly obvious that most, if not all, of those pictures were taken of Jack's own house or his garden though. The first one he checked even showed himself as he was standing outside of his garage, while several others included both his wife and either one or all of his daughters.

"That little creep must have been stalking us for days!" Jack hissed to himself, while his temper was rising with every picture he looked at, and he wished that he'd not let the kid off the hook so easily. On the other hand it was probably for the better that the boy wasn't around at the moment, as Jack didn't know what he'd done to him after finding out what he'd been up to.

Then one picture caused him to stop browsing, and he sat there staring at it for several moments before swearing under his breath once again. He couldn't really make out all the details, considering the size of the screen, and even if the picture was of good quality it was also taken from quite some distance. What it showed was one of the sunbeds out by the pool, with a buck naked Shirley straddling it like if she was riding a horse. And while this would've been shocking enough, it was the fact there was man on his back underneath her that really stuck to Jack's mind.

"Damn..." His initial reaction may have seemed a bit dull, considering how his wife's debauchery had now been proven without a shadow of doubt, and by the time he'd fully understood it's implications it was already a bit too late for him to get angry or upset. Instead he just put the camera away on his bed for a while, just in case he would change his mind and throw the damn thing at the floor.

This gave him some proof at least, both for himself to know for sure, and to show in court in case his wife ever tried to come back and change their deal. It also meant that he'd have to browse through all of those pictures at some point, but felt like it could wait for another day. He didn't have any cord to connect it to his computer anyway, but figured that he could buy one from a store, unless one of his daughters just happened to have something just lying around that could work.

Perhaps Jennie's fascination, but complete incompetence regarding technology would finally pay off for once...