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 Just Another Day of Girl Watching

   I had really enjoyed getting more exposure from my earlier victims.  I
knew that I didn't want to focus on that though.  I loved watching my
sequels, especially since I'd gotten full nude on two girls that had
escaped with very little nudity the first time I got them.  Still, I wanted
to have as many different girls as possible, so I went out the next time
just to collect some camera work of new victims.  I headed out to find
random pretties out in public.

   I didn't even go to any specific place.  I just sort of wandered the
sidewalks.  That had been such good luck between the two girls I had hunted
for the last time.  Paying attention while getting from one to the other
had inspired me to use the special access feature.

   I was walking so long before I found my first mark that I almost missed
her.  I just wasn't paying attention.  That was also partly because she
wasn't the kind of girl that turns every head.  She was very, very
attractive, but only if you took the moment to really look at her.  Once I
had my mind made up that I liked her, I started filming.

   She had light brown hair, and it wasn't fancy or long or anything.  It
suited her sweet, endearing face though.  She had a modest figure, but a
good one.  I had to catch up to her real quick, filming all the while. 
Once I got close enough, I said, "Excuse me, miss?"

   "Yes?" Oh those eyes!  Brown beautiful eyes!  They shot open real wide
when I pressed the button to activate the camera's function.  Her jeans
popped open and then shot down along with the panties underneath.

   "Nice beaver sweet heart!" It was brown like her hair of course.  It was
all just a natural kind of messy patch of hair, but it looked good that
way. She didn't scream so much as she squealed.  Oh that was good.  She
turned around fast to keep her bush from my camera, but that was fine with
me since I got a good view of that sweet butt of hers.  I hadn't been able
to tell before if it was really that good, but once I saw it bared I loved
it.  It was the kind of soft, unassuming derrierre that can only look good
on a woman like her.  I kept filming while she hitched up her panties.  She
turned around at that point to see if I was still there.  She looked right
into the camera with those angry eyes.  Of course I had the camera ready
for a double dose.  I pressed the button again.  I had expected some tit,
but that's not what happened.  Instead her panties shot out of her grip,
all the way down her legs.  It was a second look at that lovely brown bush.
I took a step back to see her with her entire lower body bared.  She
clasped both hands over her fur as she whined.  Then she started a panicked
scream for help.  I decided to retreat then and it was easy since her pants
were around her ankles.

   Once I start finding marks for my fun, I find it easy to get more real
fast.  I don't think that's the camera's doing.  I think that's just my
personal luck.  Anyway, not long after that first girl I spotted a
wonderful woman that really needed my attention.  I can't call her hot
because she seemed kind of icy.  She was gorgeous, but she had this severe
look to her.  She was maybe thirty eight or forty.  She had on glasses,
some expensive jewelry and a dark dress with a kind of floral pattern.  She
was walking like she really meant to get where she was going, but it looked
like that's the way she always walked.  Clack clack clack clack.  I don't
know why, but just the sound of her shoes on the sidewalk turned me on.

   I wasn't going to get fancy with this one.  I just used the standard
7826 function again.  I saw the blue button light up, then I was fast to
get her in frame.  She saw that I was deliberately filming her, so she
slowed up just a moment while she thought of what she was going to say. 
Then, once I pressed that button, her dress was history.  I don't know why
the camera sometimes gives a flash and other times it does some serious
stripping, but this chick got a heavy dose.  Her dress tore right up the
front buttons and flew off of her.  Her bra was ruined.  It wasn't all the
way off, but it was hanging from one arm by the only strap that didn't
break.  So there she was from the ground up, sexy shoes, awesome legs, sexy
tight panties, then that upper body.  Her tits were gloriously perfect.  I
mean they were the exact size for her body, they were firm at just the
exact height, the shape was a classical sort of the type that had nipples
pointing just very slightly up and apart.

   I was stunned at that sight, but not as much as she was.  For a woman
with a sense of purpose, she didn't seem to know what to do for a second or
so as I got great topless footage of her.  Then, with one of those real
loud gasps, she placed her hands over her breasts, cupping them as
carefully as possible for maximum coverage.  She locked eyes with my camera
lens, her jaw quivered, then she demanded, "I'll sue you!" What she could
sue me for, I don't know.  When she saw me turn like I was going to run,
she tried to run after me.  Of course she had the wrong kind of shoes for
that, and being as concerned as she was about covering her tits, she
couldn't possibly catch up to me.  As I ran though, I saw quite a few
smiling faces that were enjoying the chase.  God I love being chased by
naked women!

   As much as I love the instant reaction and the chase, there was another
function that I had read about in the manual that I was dying to try.  It
was the oblivious function.  6254 was the code I was supposed to type in,
and I did that the moment I saw this gloriously figure hugging blue dress.
MMmm!  She was svelty but also curvy, not big at any part of her body, but
not small in her breast or her derrierre.  All of that was a statuesque,
streamlined build.  She had brown hair, but very dark, and a lot of it. 
She had most piled high on her head in big curls.  Some streamed down in a
few loose bits keeping it from being too perfect.

   She was the kind of woman that looked like she just couldn't be
bothered, so the oblivious effect was perfect for her.  I noticed that the
button was blue, but fainter than normal.  I didn't know it when I was
first using the camera, but that fainter color meant that a better
opportunity was about to arise.  So I kept the camera pointed at her, but
without actually looking through it.  Since the camera got such perfect
shots, I could afford to do that while I kept an eye on the button.  Then I
saw it go that perfect shade of blue, ironically, almost the same color as
the dress on this woman.

   I had the camera to my eye once the effect started.  A loose thread near
the bottom of her dress caught on something, a parking meter, I think.  As
I followed, I saw that that thread was pulling tight, but she didn't break
her stride at all.  The side of her dress became unseamed a bit, then
somehow the thread started cutting across.  After a bit a large square of
fabric was dangling from that thread.  Most of her tight and oh so darling
butt was thong bare right out on the street while I filmed her.  What's
more, she didn't notice!

   The thread kept going as I caught up to her to get shots from her side.
Just like the thread, she didn't notice me.  She wouldn't either as long as
I didn't do anything too stupid.  Her dress was quite a bit looser and one
shoulder strap popped down.  It was just half a bra shot, but her tits were
so nice!

   A lot men that she walked past noticed her for sure, but she was still
impossibly unaware of her exposure.  Several steps later one side of her
dress had been completely cut from bottom to top.  So her dress was just
hanging on one shoulder.  She kept going while I filmed her bra and panty
body.  Gorgeous!  That dress started pulling away from her.  Then, once it
was at its maximum length, that other shoulder strap popped.  No more
dress. I had thought that would be the whole show, but this thread pulling
business wasn't done.  Her runaway dress had somehow snagged a thread of
her bra.  So she just kept trailing thread behind her as a bra strap
popped. That side dropped just far enough for me to see the very very top
of one nipple.

   I saw that thread making its way across her back, so I had to hold in my
sound of excitement.  Once it got to the clasp in back, POP!  What's more,
the bra kept pulling away like her dress had, so it slipped down one arm
and off of her without ever slowing her down.  Damn was she fabulous!  Tits
and ass for the whole world as she moved with this catwalk strut that
jiggled her boobies like a carnival ride.  And I had it all on video!

   I was able to keep filming her for about thirty feet before the show
ended.  Someone whistled at her.  It had to be something.  That's the way
the function worked.  When she heard that, it was like she could feel a
draft.  She glanced down and saw that she was naked.  I was in front of her
in that moment.  Her head snapped back up and she had this wide eyed look
of disbelief.  I think that for a moment she really thought it wasn't
happening.  Then she glanced back down.  She had to draw in a long, deep
breath before she put her arms across her tits and screamed so loud I
wouldn't have been surprised if a window had broken.  Just like that she
was surrounded by laughter.  "Nice tits lady, let us see 'em again!" "Best
ass ever!" "Marry me!" Yes, she had a lot of fans, but I was the one she
was most worried about since I was filming her.  With this tremendous
blush, her face turned to a look of guilt, like she thought somehow it was
her own fault.  She turned away from me so she wouldn't have to see the
camera.  Of course I got more of her incredible ass when she did that. 
Since I was so close, and since it didn't seem to be a running situation, I
just couldn't help it.  While still filming, I reached out and copped of
feel of her butt.  She threw an evil look over her shoulder before finally
running away so fast that I'm not sure even I could have caught up.

   Awesome.  But it was time for another simple little 7826 shot.  I had
walked a couple blocks away when I spotted a pair of lovely young things.
Twenty, maybe?  One was a seriously cute blonde with a petite but
impossible to miss figure.  Her friend was a brunette, also very pretty,
who wasn't curvy, but looked so next to her slender friend.  They both had
ponytails.  The blonde's was long.  The brunette's was a little one high
up. They were dressed casually, but I still bet the clothes were expensive.
Both of them had blue jeans that weren't quite too tight.  Their tops were
kind of the same, not tight, but still, the first thing you noticed was an
eye catching pair of bosoms.  I couldn't wait to see more.

   I kind of figured that these two would make good practice.  According to
the manual, the exact effect of various strippings was influenced by
exactly where you focused the camera and when you pressed the button.  It's
complicated, so I won't go into it.  I can't remember it all anyway. 
You've just got to build up an instinct for it.

   I typed in the code, watched the button go blue (my favorite color now),
then I got the girls in frame.  I made sure to have them both in the shot,
but with the blonde in the center of it.  I wanted to see if I could affect
her more than her friend.  It worked real well too.  I guess I did it just
right, because she got it bad.  Her top was sleeveless, and both shoulder
straps popped.  It shot down to her waist baring a pair of gorgeous,
slightly pointy gems.  At the same time, her pants and panties dropped all
the way down.  This little blonde's pretty little bush was brown in a way
that made me wonder if the brown haired girl were her sister.  They
certainly looked it now that that secret was out.  She shouted her sister's
name, "Mandy!"

   "Sandy!" the little brunette shouted.  Mandy and Sandy.  How sweet. 
They were both just staring at the bare tits and pussy for a moment before
the blonde really reacted.  She screamed in a whiny sort of way as she
shook her hands in panic.  Then she used her sister as cover.  She embraced
her with a tight panic.  It was awesome seeing this pretty naked girl
holding onto another hottie like that.  It was also awesome seeing her
pert, pretty bum.  It was at that point that Mandy noticed me.  "You're
being filmed!  Turn around!" The blonde did that, wriggling around her
sister.  In a careful lock step they started my way as the furious brunette
Mandy shouted curses and threats at me.  She might not have been so
confident if she knew that I had pressed the replay button.  Seeing just
one of these two wasn't enough.  I let her take a several steps with her
sister latched on behind her, peeping over her shoulder.  Then I pressed
the button.  The sudden change from angry shout to stunned gasp was great.
I didn't get any tit, but her pants dropped the same way her sister's had.
Yes, that cute little muff was nearly identical to the other.

   It was my turn to start walking.  I figured I could easily afford to get
closer since both of them had their jeans at their ankles.  "Great pussy,
girl!  Hold still while I get a close up!" She shrieked as she turned
around, never breaking contact with her sister.  I got her nice little butt
on video too.  Just a little more full and a more classic curve to it.  I
stayed just out of their arms' reach even though they kept those arms
wrapped around each other for protection.  I circled them as I filmed bare
buns and they protested prettily.  I didn't let that last long, because I
didn't want some obnoxious gentleman type to try to take my camera.  I
didn't run though.  It was fun to stroll away as they stood there bare ass
embarrassed on the sidewalk.

   So I wandered off looking for another lovely lady.  I was so happy with
what I had already filmed that I didn't mind the wait.  It took a while. 
When I did spot a pretty thing, it was another opportunity for something
new.  The camera had a function called the maniac function.  When I saw the
name in the manual, I was surprised that it sounded like something I would
actually like.  It affected the subject of the shot, the woman, but it also
affected any men around her.  6264 was the number.  I typed it in fast and
got the camera pointed.

   This subject was thirty three maybe, red haired with a very well chosen
and expensive looking hair style.  She had fair skin and kind of sharp
features, but that might have been more because of her cold blue eyes.  She
was wearing very expensive clothes that she looked great in, but they
concealed her body.  That was part of the reason for my choice of function.
The other was just that we were in a crowded place.  It was just another
sidewalk, but filled with foot traffic.

   I got her in frame, and the camera quickly focused itself.  Then I hit
that wonderful blue button.  All of a sudden, three different heads turned
in her direction.  That had been happening anyway, but these three weren't
just looking at her.  They were determined.  A few more eyes turned her way
as those first three guys crowded close to the lovely red head.  She
noticed the men around her, but it looked like she didn't know what to do.
Then one of them grabbed the front of her blouse right at the buttons, and
tore it right open!  She screamed in panic, and it only got worse when more
hands were grabbing at her clothes.  She was surrounded by men who were
determined to strip her right there on the street.

   Everything was perfect.  She was panicked, but I guess somehow she knew
she wasn't in any real physical danger.  It was only her modesty that was
threatened as her suit was turned into a symphony of loud rips.  She wanted
to get away, but she was surrounded.  Remarkably, I had an easy time
keeping her in the shot.  Any time one of her attackers got in the way, he
was out of the way in a moment.  She was turning in place looking for a way
to escape.  Her skirt was still on, but above that only her bra remained.
Two guys grabbed that skirt and pulled down.  She couldn't even try to stop
that since someone was tugging so hard at one of her bra straps.  Her
underwear was mismatched.  It was a very plain white bra that only looked
good because she really filled it out.  Her panties were sexy as hell, a
dark purple color embroidered wonderfully with black.  She had on a garter
belt, but it was already torn.

   She tried to pull away from the guy that was tugging on her bra, and
that turned her around.  Once I had a frontal shot on her, three different
pairs of hands had grabbed her panties and were pulling all different
directions.  She screamed as she looked down at what was happening.  She
still had both arms pressed tight on her bra, so all she could do was watch
as her lower body was bared.  Great bush.  She was a real red head and it
that kind of shiny dark red in a very natural and very flattering pattern.

   With her colorful muff showing, she felt obligated to throw one hand
over it, though she covered only about half of that wonderful red.  Her
other arm wasn't up to the task of protecting her bra on its own.  It was
pulled and pulled and pulled and then there they were, a pair of nice,
really jiggly, low set but very round hooters.  It was great.  All she had
left was her garters and stockings, all ripped up.

   The show ended just the way the manual said it would.  Several men
grabbed her arms and pulled them away from her body, forcing a full frontal
view for all of us, especially me and my camera.  She let out this long
wail as we took in that sight.  Then, all at once, every one let go and
started walking off.  Of course I did that too.  Since there were so many
people involved in that one, I could escape pretty casually.

   I had a spring in my step as I walked along looking for more material. I
was even so silly and happy I was talking to the camera.  "A few more? 
Well okay, if you insist.  How about this one?" This little sweet heart was
dressed in bright almost neon colors.  I think she was trying to look retro
or something, but she seemed to have at least two decades confused with
each other.  Anyway, you couldn't miss her and she was so happily stunning
that I think every guy around envied her boyfriend.  Usually when I see a
girl with her boyfriend I leave her alone.  This guy didn't really look
like a threat though, and you could kind of tell that he wasn't too sharp
just looking at him.  I wondered how he would react if his girlfriend's
clothes were to fly off in public.  I went for something fast and easy, the
simple 7826 function again.

   The button turned blue.  I pushed it and this lovely little ditz lost
half of what she was wearing.  Her tight pants tore along both sides.  They
fell down in front and back all the way to her knees.  Under that was a
pair of kind of scanty red panties that really suited her body.  She had on
a tight little top but over that was a loose kind of sweater thing.  The
loose piece abandoned her completely, and the thing under it popped at both
shoulder, snapping downward.  Nothing was under that.  Oh damn did she have
nice boobs, so perfectly firm, kind of directly between small and medium
sized.  All of that happened in an eyeblink.  It stopped her in midstride
and she shrieked.  With her arms flailing in little tantrum circles she
demanded, "Bobby!  Look!  I'm naked!"

   "Yeah!"

   "Do something!"

   What was he supposed to do?  She wasn't even covering up, so he grabbed
the torn top thing she'd had on.  He put it to her chest to cover her boobs
while she stood there like an idiot.  People on all sides were laughing
hysterically at this display.  She kept complaining to her poor boyfriend.
"Bobby!  Everyone's looking!  Everyone's looking at me!  Make them stop!"

   Oh good luck with that.  He craned his head around, never moving his
hands which I noticed were right on her tits.  He shouted at us all, "Just
keep walking!  Move it!  What the hell are you all staring at!"

   This of course only brought more smiles and laughter.  I think a lot of
people watching thought this was somehow staged.  Of course I knew her
embarrassment was real, and I loved it.  I had moved around behind her to
find that those little red panties were a thong.  She had a perfect, taut
little bum.  It was at that point that her boyfriend realized that I was
filming her.  I wasn't the only one.  There were a couple cameras catching
this, but I was the most obvious about it.  "Hey!  Fuck off man!" He moved
toward me, and I got ready to run.  I didn't have to.  The moment he
stepped away from his pretty girl, her cover was gone.  She wailed at that,
so he had to move back to her to cover her up again.  He started shouting
at her to hold it herself, but she was so busy shouting at him that she
couldn't hear him.  I kept filming these two grand examples of humanity for
a bit until boyfriend Bobby finally got fed up with his position.  He
didn't even just stop helping her.  He took a few steps back holding the
big scrap of cloth like it was bait.  "You want it?  Come get it!"

   "Bobby!  Bobby stop it!" She started after it, still uncovered.  I was
delighted at the bare breasted and blushing view as she moved after Bobby.
He kept going, and they both went past me so I got to film that perfect
little derrierre as she kept following her idiot boyfriend.  I tell you,
even if were capable of feeling guilty about my hobby, I couldn't have felt
that way for her.

   The next chick I got really made me glad that I had practiced my button
reflexes.  She was a tall woman with her dark hair up and nice glasses. 
She had the kind of casually pretty look, if you know what I mean.  She was
also built.  She had kind of big tits, but not too big at all which was
good on her body.  She also had great legs.  Her dress wouldn't let you see
her thighs, but her calves were incredible.

   I knew what I wanted right off.  I had to type in the function number
fast, but I had that motion memorized so well I didn't even have to look at
the number pad.  2472, the accident function.  See I spotted her as she as
in a big glass revolving door.  I was really hoping that would be enough
for a great clothing mishap.  It was!  I pressed the button at just the
perfect moment.  When she was in the door, her dress got caught behind her,
but she didn't notice because that door was moving with her.  Once she got
outside where I was filming her, the dress caught, but she didn't stop
moving.  It was another of those impossible sort of accidents.  I mean, a
whole dress can't just tear off like that can it?  And it certainly
couldn't manage to peel her bra away at the same time.  But of course
that's how my camera made it happen.  It was a great loud rip, and there
she was stripped to panties, garters and stockings.  Those stockinged legs
did not disappoint.  They were fabulously shapely.  The rest of her body
flowed up from there poetically.  Her tits had a wonderful, firm jiggle to
them that was great right when they popped free from that horrible,
confining brassiere of hers.

   This woman was not the kind that stopped a moment.  She reacted right
away.  I barely got a look at her tits, but since the camera had several
great angles and it could be slowed and paused with expert precision later,
I knew it would be a good show.  She clapped her hands onto her tits, and
there was another great scream.  It took her a moment manage to get one arm
across without baring anything, but she did it.  Then she tried to grab her
dress to pull it free.  She wasn't in time.  Someone else was coming out
who must not have been paying attention.  The door was going the other way,
and so was her dress!

   She had to move with it to try to get her torn clothes back.  This was
another fast movement on my part.  I hit the replay button for another
accident.  I was impressed with my own ability there.  I managed to hit the
blue button right in time to get her panties caught in the door.  That she
felt right away.  I could hear her scream, "STOP!" She shouldn't have.  The
guy in the other side of the door suddenly saw what the problem was.  I
think he was really trying to help her out when he pushed it the other way.
You can guess what happened.  RRIPPP!!  This time her scream was a loud one
of absolute fear.  All she had were her stockings and garters.  None of her
vitals were covered.

   As the door spun, she went with it.  She had seemed smart, considering
how fast she got her boobs covered.  I guess the full nudity had her
completely panicked because she didn't run into the store where she should
have.  She kept going with the door to try to retrieve her dress.  It was
just more and more stuffed in it.  With the help of a third blue button
push, the dress got so stuffed that the entire door became stuck!

   It happened when she was on neither of the open sides.  So she was
trapped in a glass cage, and she was so very naked!  I took that chance to
get closer.  I got right up to the glass, blatantly filming her.  Her face
was shock and fury as she made eye contact with the lens.  "Stop that!  Go
away!  Go away!  I'm naked here!" I guess it was the camera function that
kept her from doing the obvious thing, but she didn't even use her hands or
arms for cover.  I got several seconds of fabulous full frontal nudity as
she raged.  While I had the camera down low, getting a great view of her
dark bush, she turned around for protection.  I told her, "Oh that's good,
baby.  Show me that ass." And it was a fabulous ass.

   She shot a horrified glance over her shoulder, an I'm glad I caught it.
One hand shot back over her bum to try to cover as she squealed.  After a
moment or two of that she spun back around.  It was only a second of full
frontal again before one hand was over her beaver.  Another split second
passed before she had her arm across her tits.  I couldn't believe I was
getting this kind of uncoverage without even using the chase feature.

   It came to an end when some guy grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me
away.  He was almost twice my size.  He also wasn't happy.  If he'd had a
good grip on me, then it would have been a terrible day even with all the
nudity I'd captured.  As it was I was lucky enough to squirm free and beat
it.  I don't know if he followed me or not.  I didn't look back.

   Running from a giant do gooder isn't anywhere near as fun as running
from an angry naked woman, so I decided to find my next mark real fast to
improve my mood.  It wasn't all that hard.  To get away, I ran as fast as I
could toward other people.  Before long that put me into a crowd.  I had
kind of avoided that before, but I shouldn't have.  It gave me a good
opportunity to use the chain reaction function.  I had to check my little
cheat sheet for the number.  I typed in 3664 as soon as I saw a good
looking woman.  When you type that in, the button doesn't turn blue right
away.  Like it does with the voyeur function, it turns red.  I had to
subtly aim the camera toward the chick I wanted to get.  Once I did that,
the button started fading to orange, then yellow.  It didn't take long for
the camera to line up the right shot.  This function actually started
manipulating the subject matter before filming.  The trick was to hit the
button at the perfect shade of blue.  The more optimal the moment, the
better the result.  I did all right, considering the result.

   I held the camera up as I hit that button.  The woman I had in frame was
a nice looking thirty something in a loose top that didn't hide the fact
that she had an impressive chest.  The moment the button was pushed, some
idiot fell in front of her.  I felt sorry for him since he was the only man
close who would miss the show.  He reached out to try to stop his fall.  He
didn't mean to, but he grabbed the front of her top and tore it wide open.
She had a bra on under it, but it was snagged along with her top.  Buttons
flew and the bra snapped.  Big bouncing hooters were bared for the world.
She wasn't a screamer.  She just did a wide eyed gasp.  She tried to run,
but she tripped over the same poor guy that had exposed her.  As she fell
forward, she did the same thing he had.  She reached out and another poor
sweetheart got the same treatment.  This one was a young lady with dark
hair in a sleeveless top.  That top popped down easy.  She did scream as
her pretty firmies were introduced to the public.  People all around were
stunned at what was happening, but it wasn't over yet.  This topless
darling tried running, and immediately crashed into a sexy, slim brunette
in a bright dress.  There wasn't any falling, but when the bare titted girl
rushed past the girl she had just run into, her jeans were snagged on the
dress.  The dress was no match for the panic run.  The whole thing tore
away, so a third lovely was exposed.  This one wasn't just topless, she was
stripped to her thong.  She actually turned in place while she panicked,
treating me to a view of her pretty little tits, then her spectacular ass.
That nearly naked sweetie managed to strip one last lady.  She ran right
into the last one, and she fell forward.  There weren't any tits.  This
last chick had on a skirt though that ended up being torn right down along
with the panties under it.  The woman was a blonde, but her bush was very
dark.  I got a good look at it before she finally put her hand over it. 
She was another silly one that had to see just how many people were looking
at her.  As she spun around, I got to see her great, athletic ass.

   The blue button wasn't lit any more, so the show was over.  Four at a
time!  I loved it!  I was in such a rush to get home and watch that
miraculous nudity sequence that I almost called it a day right then and
there.  I wasn't going to though.  I wanted to have at least one good bout
of voyeurism first.  So I started heading along, as random as always.  I
wanted to get to some houses for some window peeking.

   I had one more bit of fun before I got to any windows though.  I wasn't
even looking for anything else, but I couldn't ignore the red headed sweet
heart at a bus stop.  I was across the street, but even at a distance she
was a stunner.  She was the only woman standing there, surrounded by men
that could only steal momentary glances.  I grinned when I thought about
the fun they were about to have.  I used the maniac function again.  It was
just too perfect an opportunity to ignore.  I typed in the numbers and
aimed my camera.  The moment I had it properly zoomed in the blue button
lit up.

   Just like before it happened all at once.  One moment it was a bunch of
strangers all standing closer than they'd like.  Then it was a mob of lusty
men determined to see some skin.  I caught her surprise perfectly.  "What,
what are you doing?  Hey!  You can't-" She started sputtering half
sentences as hands all around her grabbed her clothes.  The first few rips
weren't substantial, but they set the scene.  She tried to get away, but
she couldn't find an opening to get out from the men that circled her.  The
only gap was the one that I could see through, but of course she didn't
notice that thanks to the camera.  Someone was undoing her jeans.  Someone
else was ripping away her sleeve.  Another had a hand on the top of her
shirt.  She struggled a bit, but in a weak, girly sort of way.  Like
before, she knew instinctively that she wasn't going to be hurt, so she
seemed more irritated than afraid.  Once her top was torn down, she finally
shrieked in embarrassment.  I didn't have a tit shot yet since her bra was
intact, but it was still a hell of a sight.  She had the kind of build
that's mathematically perfect.  You'd have a hard time sculpting a body
that exceptionally proportioned.  That group of smiling men were sure
making a work of art out of her though.  Her blue jeans didn't tear, but
two different guys were sliding them down her body.  What gorgeous thighs!
Her top was ripped completely away as someone grabbed a bra strap.

   "NO!  No more!  Stop it please!" Of course they didn't listen.  Her bra
was torn away on one side, so I got a great view of one beautiful boob. 
She couldn't be bothered to cover that up since she was fighting to keep
her panties up.  She had a death grip on the front of them, but the sides
were being tugged down by the same two guys that got her pants down.  She
was separated from her bra in the next moment.  While she squealed
pathetically at that, two more guys grabbed her panties and down they went!
Her pretty bush was a fiery red, but I only got it for a moment before she
had her hand over it.  Her other arm was across her chest.

   One of her denuders noticed me.  "Hey!  That guy's got a camera!  Let's
give him a look!"

   Her eyes shot open wide as she realized I was filming her.  "NO! 
NNOOooOOO!!!" But they pulled her arms away from her body, giving me a good
long look at her full frontal body.  They even did me the courtesy of
turning her around so that I could see her from behind.  Then there was the
sound of the approaching bus.  The noise brought them all back to reality.
The men all suddenly went back to waiting like it was any other day.  The
poor, naked red head, shuffled off as fast as she could, suddenly crying
while she took short steps with her jeans around her legs.

   That wonderful little victim was the second to the last.  I managed to
pursue some voyeurism without getting distracted again.  I ended up in a
nice neighborhood I'd never been in before.  That was kind of the point of
course.  I didn't want to be recognized.  I let myself walk along without
thinking about what I was there for.  Then, after a few blocks, I figured
it was time to try it.  I typed in the number code and watched the button.
It was bright red, so I wasn't anywhere near a real opportunity.  I kept on
walking for a while.  In fact, I was going long enough that I thought the
button was just going to stay red.  Now that bothered me.  I didn't know
how to cancel a function if I had to.  Then, just before I really started
to get worried, the button changed just barely a noticeable shade.

   I kept walking along slowly, watching it go from very red, to slightly
orange.  Once I knew for sure I was going the right way, I went in kind of
a hurry.  It took a bit to find the spot.  When I got the right house, I
played that hot and cold game with the button until I realized I had to get
into the back yard.  I as a bit nervous going over the fence, but no one
saw me.  I walked slowly as the button came closer and closer to turning
blue.  At a particular spot it went almost blue, then it went a bit farther
off with another step.  So I stepped back, then away.  I was at the trunk
of a tree when I realized what the camera wanted me to do.  "You've got to
be kidding me." When I put a hand on the tree, the button came just a
little closer to the right color.  "I don't believe it.  I'm going have to
climb a tree." Had I gone that far over the edge?  I had.

   Fortunately the tree wasn't too hard to climb, but I still felt
ridiculous finding a spot to sit on a big branch.  From there I could
easily see a particular window.  The button was blue.

   Man was that worth it!  Where I was I almost couldn't be spotted, but I
had a clear view of this woman's bedroom.  She was a sultry, voluptuous,
mature looking sort of woman.  I had gotten there when she was about to get
undressed.  I filmed her as she started slipping off her top.  As always, I
started whispering just loud enough for the camera to pick it up.  "Oh
yeah, baby, get that off.  Mm.  You look good in that bra, but how about
losing that too?  Oh, the pants first?  Sure.  Nice body.  Real nice.  Oh
there you go, get that bra off.  Is that clasp that hard to get?  I'd help
you with it if I could.  There you go.  Now turn around.  Come on, turn
around.  Turn around damn it!  There!  WOW!  Damn you got some big tits. 
Oh that's good, stretch a bit.  Arms up, oh yeah, twist.  God your
fabulous. Now show me your bush."

   Almost on cue, she dropped her panties.  Her curvy, slightly heavy
figure was all held in such a perfect balance.  When I'd first seen her, I
thought she was in her late thirties.  Seeing her buck naked, I figured she
was probably only a little over thirty.  She just dressed in a way that
seemed older.  That bush, and sorry for not commenting on it right away,
was a pretty big triangle of brown, not dark or light.  It wasn't thick and
it was trimmed kind of short.  It suited her curvaceous, booby centered
figure perfectly.  I love a woman who knows the perfect `hairstyle' to
wear. I watched her move to the next room, but I could follow her there by
climbing carefully over.  I continued filming her gorgeous body as she took
a relaxing bath.  She was more interested in the comfort, so it wasn't as
though I got to see her wash up that body.  She did spend a few moments at
time with her hand between her legs.  It wasn't a devoted masturbation
session, but it was nice seeing her enjoy herself, especially since she'd
get this real nice reassuring smile.

   It was a great show.  The only problem with it was that I didn't want to
send her a copy.  I did that with every other woman I filmed, but with her
I decided not to.  Not right away anyway.  Now that I knew about that great
voyeuristic perch, I wanted to see it again.  I knew I'd be back.  That
would be another day though.  After carefully climbing back down, it was
finally time to head home.

   I got home and watched the recording as soon as I could.  It may sound
weird, but seeing it on my TV screen was just as exciting as seeing it in
person.  I just never get tired of watching it all.  I watched each and
every lady I got that day, pausing it and slow motioning it and seeing it
from all the unexplainable angles the camera picked up.  Again and again I
watched clothes fly off and women scream and cover.  I wish I could send
you a copy.