Ponder What To Do About It

Once little miss stalker walked into the secret room or closet behind the dressed, you're left straining to see. The camera you'd left in her backpack just wasn't angled properly to look inside of it.

You slam your fist against the wall. Goddammit. The game continues.

You keep watching the feed in the corner of your eye, for the next hour. After about half an hour, she leaves the room, closing the dresser behind her. Still no chance of seeing inside it. You get a certain naughty thrill from watching her strip down to her cutesy pink bra and panties. But, having already seen her naked and masturbating, it is a tame pleasure.

The question was what to do with all of this information. You'd learned so much about her already, but there were more questions then answers. Why was she stalking you specifically? What was her end goal? What was in that secret passage?

You laugh to yourself. You know, you could just fucking ask her. Radical solution, right there. But, you haven't even spoken to her. That'd be an awkward conversation.

"Hey there, Miss Stalker. I used to have a crush on you, but then I saw that you were masturbating outside my window, so I started spying on you back. Mind telling me why you do kinky things outside my window?"

Heh. Your life is fucking weird.

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