One sunny, summer morning- I decided to get some sun. I played outside all day. A little work. Alot of sun. Some fun. Some oil. Some drinks, etc... Well, a whole lot of drinks. Hehe.
Throughout the day- I noticed that my grass wasn't growing below a window. Not just any window, but this was my bedroom window, (in the far back). I felt that it was kinda strange- until I saw the compacted dirt & a couple shoe prints. I immediately felt violated & I started to think to myself. I started to question myself.
***** What did they see? What did they hear? Am I being filmed? Am I being recorded? Is someone going to hold my playful, night-time activities- against me? Have I been discovered? Has someone been collecting evidence on me? What about my friends & my family? What will they think of me? What about my work & my reputation? What about my EMBARASSMENT?****
I couldn't dwell on the- "what if's"- so, my 1st instinct was to- saturate the ground- w/plenty of water. I sprayed more than my normal amount, so that I could completely "wet" the entire area, in hopes that the soil would be soft.
I partied in my room that night, as usual, with my window cracked, my music going, my porn vids playing & my blinds partially closed/opened. They're cracked opened-- just enough to see me, inside of my bedroom.
The next morning- I slowly snuck outside, before the sun came up & bam-- I had discovered footprints- fresh footprints. Yes, I thought to myself- I'm the man. Now what- I thought to myself, again? What was I going to do now? What's my next move? So I decided to go to a local "big-box" retailer & I bought a night vision camera. Later that day, I had decided that I would just place the camera- temporarily, next to my outside pots & plants. The camera was "wireless"- so thanks to the modern age of technology, or to the age of modern technology- my plan was going to work out- much easier than I had figured/assumed or planned upon.
I spent most of the day outside- again, while I thought about my attack (on just how), I was going to rearrange the furniture- inside of my room. I wanted to move everything accordingly & to situate my bed- so that it was directed, straight towards my window. I wanted my things to look comfortable & practical.
I made my changes gradually. Nicely & slowly- throughout the day. I would casually make an appearance outside- creating some kind of "noisy" activity. Usually- throwing a couple rocks into a wheel barrel- would do the trick. I wanted to create some attention, but not alot of it.
I focused on cleaning my room- with every "new" move, that I had made. When it came time to position my end table, (or night stand), I had a little problem deciding on how I was going to route the electrical cord- for my alarm clock. I needed to be practical & I really wasn't looking to create a "trip-hazard", for myself. Like I said earlier- I'm a drinker...
