Mark Mitchell had begun his building renovation nearly two years before today. Now he stood outside his luxurious apartment complex looking over a few last minute details, finalizing the last bit of needed landscaping before his units were ready to be inhabited.
A year prior, Mark had began advertising his units along with a fairly expensive brochure that went into more than sufficient detail about how they'd look, everything that was included, along with some pretty special rental requirements. Initially, he wasn't even sure there would be that many people interested in his properties, but that concern proved to be unfounded, far beyond his wildest expectations. Even before the first week had gone by, Mark had received well over a hundred applicants interested in moving in to only ten available, yet very spacious apartments, though one of these located on the top floor of one section, would be his own equally spacious living area. Most of the units were two bedrooms, but he had couple that were three bedrooms in the event that special or unusual circumstances would require that. Each unit was equipped with multiple baths, laundry facilities, though Mark had also included an inexpensive service for that as well should anyone wish to use it. There were only three units per floor that formed a sort of horseshoe like design around private grounds, which included a nine-hole golf course, swimming pool, spa and recreation area.
At 44 years of age, Mark was a self-made millionaire with nothing but a whole lot of time on his hands, and as some might say, some fairly peculiar tastes as well. Though sexually active, and dating several women at the same time, Mark's favorite pastime was voyeuristic in nature. Which is the main reason he decided to build this particular complex, and offer it to a very selected group of people who were willing to agree to the very specific, and very clearly defined terms.
To those who had applied, there came a multitude of questions of course, most of which he'd already explained in the brochure, but he'd expected that as he began going through the pre-screening and interview process.
As luxurious as his apartments were, it wasn't just the rich that could afford to live there, in fact, it was almost the opposite. Mark wouldn't be charging any rent for anyone to live there. The only requirement was that they had to agree to live there for a year minimum, responsible only for their own utilities, and accept the fact that every room in their entire apartment would be on a 24/7 private security camera system that Mark would operate from his own Penthouse apartment located on the very top floor of the building. The only area of any apartment not able to be remotely viewed would be in the self-enclosed bathroom stalls themselves. These would be the only true sanctuary of any of his units. Those who agreed to those terms and conditions could thus live a life of real luxury, rent free, provided they were willing to accept the loss of their privacy for a year.
In addition, Mark made everyone aware they were free to come and visit him any time and see exactly what it would be like, and look like to Mark while they were living there. He didn't want there to be any misrepresentations or misunderstandings with regards to his internal and external "Private Security Monitoring System", or "PSMS" as he affectionately referred to it. This would include cameras monitoring the spacious swimming pool in the courtyard, along with the Jacuzzi and spa inside, weight room, and game room. As stated to everyone that applied or who were truly interested, every waking aspect of their daily lives while living there would be on camera each and every day, though they were also all made aware, none of it would be broadcast to the outside world. It would strictly be for his interest and viewing pleasures alone, unless he invited someone else to view along with him of course. But beyond that, no one else would ever know or be made aware of the unusual living conditions unless they chose to do so.
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Mark had of course done a very thorough background check on everyone that had applied for one of his units. In addition, he'd given each individual person a very detailed, often very explicit questionnaire that he also required to be filled out in full. Anyone refusing to do so was immediately discarded as a potential candidate for one of the Suites. Mark proceeded at that point to filter through those who had qualified, selecting a wide and diverse group of individuals so that no two, or groups would be too similar in looks, shape, size, or even in beliefs. The last thing he wanted was a commune like feel, or even a cookie-cutter like atmosphere of similar people all living together. For Mark, that would take away one of the aspects of his voyeuristic curiosities, and being interested in watching people as well as observing them, he needed them to be as completely different from one another as possible, but still willing and able to get along together as well.
Beyond the camera requirements, utilities, he only had one another specific requirement, one weekend a month he would have a building party, and with the exception of true emergency requirements, everyone would be expected to attend.
Satisfied with the almost manicured like grounds, Mark headed back up to his own penthouse apartment to go over the last minute review of applicants and begin making the phone calls that would tell them they'd been accepted.
"Stacy? This is Mark Mitchell calling. I just wanted to tell you that you and your sister have been approved. You can begin moving in anytime that you'd like."
Stacy and her twin sister Tracy would be occupying Suite 101 on the ground floor, along with a newly married couple Jack and Darlene who would occupy Suite 102 in the middle wing. Jack was employed by a local bank, Darlene was currently unemployed, but it had also been one of the reasons Mark had selected them. It guaranteed him that at least one of them would usually be home during the course of the day, and could possibly prove to be interesting in nature. Next to them in Suite 103, and rounding out the bottom floor of the building was a single male, Mike, who was also currently unemployed, but a local artist of sorts who made a reasonable living on the side selling some of the pieces he sculpted, which were most all nudes of women who came to his studio and posed for him.
Above in Suite 201, Mark had leased the suite to a lesbian couple, Pat and Pamela who'd been living together for several years now. Pat was certainly more masculine than Pamela, or "Pam" as she preferred being called, though even Pam had quite a bit of a tom-boyish look to her that Mark had found intriguing. And the fact that even though they were lesbians, and fully aware that Mark would be able to look in on them day or night, they had readily agreed to all the terms and conditions of living there, which had surprised him as two other lesbian and gay couples had declined once they'd been informed of the very special requirements.
In Suite 202, Mark had chosen a brother and sister who'd been sharing their parent's rundown decrepit old house together after their parents had died. Of legal age, though they were both still fairly young, Charlene being 18, and her brother Danny at 20, both attending a local junior college, and only able to afford to go with the money they were both saving by agreeing to live here.
Next to them in Suite 203, Mark had selected a much older single but attractive looking woman. Martha was in her late fifties, but after having read through her profile, and though she was fairly well to do herself, he'd accepted her as well as he knew from interviewing her that she loved to attend parties, and most often they were the kind that were very sexual in nature.
In the units just below his own penthouse, Mark had accepted another married couple, though having no children which had been another one of his pre-screening requirements, each middle aged, and reasonably successful in their respective careers. John was a contractor, and Mark had in fact hired him and used him in the final plans and building construction, offering John along with his wife Cindy one of the available units.
In Suite 302, Mark had selected an interesting older gentleman whose wife had died only two years earlier. Still active and fit however at just over 60 years of age, Mark had selected Robert, or "Bob" as he preferred being called, to act as the overseer of the grounds, with enough experience behind him to warrant that, along with a select group of hired grounds keepers and maintenance personnel that would see to the day to day needs of the building complex.
Last but certainly not least was his very own daughter Brandy, a recent graduate from high school, her boyfriend James, and another friend of theirs, Andy or Andrew who had come to live with them while all three tried to decide what they were going to do with their respective lives from here. They would be occupying one of the suites that offered up three separate bedrooms, though Mark already knew his daughter and boyfriend would in all likelihood be staying in one of them together. His only requirement in allowing them to stay there had been that they not disclose that fact, he being her father, to any of the other tenants. Something they had all three readily agreed to given the circumstance of their rent-free luxurious stay.
All total, there would be 17 people living together there in his complex, including himself. With that many, all under the watchful eyes of his camera's, Mark felt certain that there would be plenty of drama, entertainment, and perhaps a few wildly erotic sexual escapades to keep him entertained. And much to his delight, he didn't have too long to wait to discover that for himself either.
