Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. <!--ADULTSONLY--> Thank you to all the many people who have sent me messages saying how much you have enjoyed my stories and suggestions as to how the story might continue. I read them all and your suggestions definitely influence what happens next. Sorry I cannot reply but keep the feedback coming. ***PLEASE SUPPLY FEEDBACK ONCE YOU HAVE READ THIS STORY, ALL COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS WILL BE GREATLY WELCOMED*** Every time Brad left his computer and his room he always locked his computer which meant he had to enter a password when he went back. He also switched off the monitor screen. Brad did all this as a matter of routine. As his mum was working the day shift that day, 8am - 8pm, Brad was on tea duty so at 5pm he locked his computer, switched off the monitor and went to make the tea. Lucy waltzed in at 5.20pm without a care in the world and the dialogue between them went like this Lucy: hey bruv Brad: hey Lucy: what's cooking Brad: spag bol Lucy: cool Brad: its ready Lucy: geez, give me a chance to get changed Brad: your call. If it gets cold, not my fault Lucy: whatever Lucy went to her room, dumped her bags and quickly returned to the kitchen Lucy: cheers bruv Brad: nice to be appreciated Lucy: aw, you're always appreciated big bruv (in a mocking tone) Brad: yeh right Lucy: this is nice Brad: yeh Lucy: when's mum home Brad: usual, bout nine Lucy: you going out Brad: no. got homework due tomorrow Lucy: aw, it's hard being Brad Brad: yeh well you need to do the clearing up since I cooked Lucy: yeh I know Brad: properly this time not like the last night, place was like a bombsite Lucy: wasn't that bad Brad: was too u skanky bitch Lucy: I am not skanky (well annoyed) Brad: fuckin are Lucy: you think you're so fuckin perfect Brad: yep. I am. (in a cocky tone) Lucy: well I'll think about it (back to cleaning up) Brad: you'll fuckin do it or I'll put your bedroom back the way it was This rendered Lucy silent Brad: you going out Lucy: don't think so Brad: little miss pretty pants not seeing boyfriend number 412 Lucy: shut up Brad laughs Lucy: you're hardly one to speak. Brad: I can't help it if all the girls want a piece of me (slightly sarcasticly) Lucy: if you were a girl you'd be a slut Brad: well I'm not Lucy: so how's that fair Brad: not a conversation for now sis. I got to go. Please clean up properly. Lucy: I will And with that Brad left Lucy to do the clearing up. He went to his room and locked the door. He did have homework due tomorrow but he had already done it. He just wanted to get back to his room before Lucy did. He needn't have rushed. Lucy spent the rest of the evening before her mum came home watching soaps on television; Neighbours, Home and Away, Hollyoaks, Eastenders, Coronation St. It was 8.40pm before Lucy went to her room. Brad was excited to finally get to see Lucy on screen. There was something extremely exciting about looking at his little sister without her knowing. Brad could obviously see that she was pretty and sexy too, but he never fantasised about having sex with her. That was just plain wrong in Brad's view. But he did get turned on looking at her in a voyeur way and wondering what she got up to with boys. Brad was extremely pleased with the picture quality, especially the mirror camera. He watched as she came into the room with her short school mini skirt and dishevelled blouse that had two buttons undone at the top and one at the bottom. She closed and locked the door behind her. She went over to her laptop which was in her docking station and fired it up. She had her back to the mirror so Brad had a good view of the back of her legs from just below the knee upwards, the bed blocking below that. Lucy was standing and when she bent over to type on the keyboard the back of her skirt raised a little. Brad was hoping to see what she might get up to on her computer as he was sure he would be able to see what was on screen as the definition from the camera behind the mirror was excellent. Unfortunately for Brad, Lucy undocked her laptop and flopped herself on her bed on her stomach. The back of the laptop screen as now facing Brad and he could not see anything on the laptop from any of the cameras. He switched cameras to camera 2 and admired Lucy's long, thin tanned legs. He watched from both cameras 1 and 2 until he heard his mum arrive home. Brad quickly locked his computer and went out to see his mum. She looked beat and Brad poured her a glass of wine as she flopped on the chair. They had a quick chat and Leanne asked where Lucy was. Brad made his mum some tea and by 9.45pm Leanne had finished it. Brad really was looking after his mum and Leanne definitely appreciated it. By 10pm Brad said goodnight to his mum and went to his bedroom. He very quickly fired up his laptop again Lucy was pretty much in the same position on her bed. Brad wondered what she was up to. Within five minutes Leanne was knocking on Lucy's door. Lucy closed her laptop and unlocked the door and her mum came in. Leanne stayed and chatted for 10 minutes, asking about her day at school, how she liked her bedroom. The conversation was pretty civil which was unusual and Brad wondered whether Lucy had taken on board his feedback. By 10.15pm they had said their goodnights and Leanne had left and Lucy locked her bedroom door behind her. Lucy resumed to whatever she was doing on her laptop and Brad soon got bored so has started doing other things round his bedroom, keeping an eye on the monitor. He knew Lucy would have to get changed for bed soon. Around 10.50pm Lucy picked up her laptop and put it back into the docking station. She then lay on her bed on her back with her knees in the air and started texting someone. From this position Brad could see her white panties from Camera 3. He looked at the angle from camera 2 as well and liked what he saw. This lasted for about 15 minutes until Lucy finally decided to get ready for bed. To be honest it was all over far too quickly and Brad was a little disappointed. Lucy sat on the end of the bed with her back to the mirror, undid her blouse, unclasped her bra and reached under her pillow for her pyjama vest top. Brad got a slight glimpse of her breasts from behind but not a great view from any of the cameras. She then stood up, unclipped her skirt, let it fall to the ground and pushed down her panties. Brad did get a good view of her butt but it was all over very quickly as she put on her pyjama shorts. She put her uniform away, brushed her hair at her dressing table, went to the bathroom and went to bed. Is that it Brad thought to himself? All that effort for that. Brad consoled himself with the thought that he would see more tomorrow.