It's been a long time coming. I'd like to thank those who took three seconds to vote. Thanks for your patience and loyalty. Who knew 48 hours could take up so much space? BTW, there's more to come...
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"Thanks for that weather report, John. Well, we knew it was hot today but a group of teens went to extremes to avoid the heat this afternoon at the local mini golf park. Parker Stevens is on the scene with this report, Parker?"
"Thanks Melinda. Yes, today forty-seven streakers stopped putting around, stripped down where they were, and ran for the exits here. Security cameras in the park and on the parking lot caught it all. Reminiscent of the flash mobs from a few years back, this appears to be a spontaneous act instigated by two couples who have yet to be identified. The few that were caught have no idea who was in charge. They were booked on on charges of indecent exposure. Not since the seventies have there been so many streakers in our community at one time. Reporting the bare facts, this is Parker Stevens.
"Thanks Parker for that report. Flash mobs..."
Jim, Rhonda, Bobby, and Jackie were watching the local news and getting a bite to eat. Bobby hit the mute button. "Did you see the security footage? I don't think it will matter. You can barely tell the car type, much less the license plate numbers."
"Yeah, but some of the inside footage looked pretty good. They may have our faces." Rhonda seemed worried.
"Do you really think they are going to spend a bunch of resources to find a bunch of eighteen and nineteen year olds to try them from streaking when there are real crimes out there?"
"I agree. The news is going to cover it because it makes ratings to hint at naked people. No one else is going to care."
Rhonda laughed a nervous laugh, "I can't believe we did that."
"I can't believe the mob mentality that led to 43 other streakers. that must have been almost everybody on the course!"
Twenty minutes later the front door opened and Bill came into the kitchen, "You guys have fun today? Ready for tonight?"
Jackie was first to reply, "Yes, and yes. And where were you all day? Not trying to screw up our contract were you?"
"No, actually I was earning my money. After you see what I've done you might want to offer me a little more than my percentage. I at least want my expense money back."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"I got up before you guys this morning and put together my gear. I figured you would go out rather than sit in all day. So, I parked down the street and followed you when you left. I got some great footage to add to the video." He threw two disks and two VHS tapes on the counter. "And you don't have to worry about the security footage from Golf-a-Rama. Its amazing what $400 and a promise of some porn will get you from a couple of Barneys. When the prosecutor gets two blank VHS tapes he's going to be pissed. You guys are going to be living legends when this hits the streets. But, I have to know how you got all those othe couples to streak... If I could get some more footage like that I could be a new GGW guy."
The four sat in stunned silence looking at Bill. Finally, Jackie spoke up, "Why didn't you tell us you were filming us?! That was not part of the agreement. What right did you have to follow us around and spy on us?"
"Calm down Jackie. I was just doing my job, shooting footage and protecting my stars." Indignantly, he added, "You can thank me later for getting those tapes." He grabbed the disks and headed downstairs.
The quartet looked at each other again. "I guess I owe him an apology."
"Just don't apologize to him the way Rhonda does to me" and they all laughed, breaking the tension. "Let's go downstairs and look at what he got."
Bill was already looking the files over on the laptop. Their fearless leader Jackie once again broke the silence, "Bill, I'm sorry. I'll gladly reimburse you for the tapes and other expenses. And I'll see to it you get more than just the percentage. I told Rhonda last night we needed you for this. I guess I should listen to myself as well."
On the laptop an overhead of the lingerie shop's dressing room came up. They had a bird's eye view as Jackie and Rhonda were taking their clothes off and trying on different outfits. Bill didn't even look up. "I showed the clerk my private investigator card. I told her you were cheating on your rich eighty year old husband and having a lesbian affair with Rhonda. She let me in for $100 and your husband's name." He opened a different file and they could see Bill had followed as close as he could in the park. "We might want to re-dub the voices from the Golf-a-Rama. There's some decent footage but the mic does not pick up well outside."
"Wow, this is really good. And so natural. It's like we're not even acting."
"That's cuz your not Rhonda. I do know what I'm doing. If you guys knew I was following you around it would have been crap. And I seriously doubt this would have happened," he said opening a file showing Jackie and Bobby streaking almost straight at him. "Jackie you have the second best tits I have ever seen. You look so fantastic running there."
"Second best?"
"Wait until you see this. God, Rhonda I wish you weren't my sister..." The next file opened and there were Rhonda and Jim. They looked perfect together. They were both smiling, looking from each other to those yelling at them. The camera zoomed in closer on Rhonda's bouncing melons. Even Jackie had to admit they were nicer than her own. "I can't believe none of you saw me. Hell, you all ran within five feet of me there."
"We were kind of busy at the time."
"This is where it gets good. While I stood there they all started taking their clothes off. Next thing I was almost stampeded by beautiful naked people. This is what I promised the security guards. It comes after you guys are clear out." The file opened and they looked on at what their fun had created in its wake. People stripping down. Some started running. Some started making out with their partners. One girl was getting fucked in the face and from behind by her companions. "She would not sign a release so I can't use that. Of course, I'm not throwing it away anytime soon either. Eventually they all herded out the exits. By the time I got outside you were gone. I figured the security video might cause some trouble so I started talking to the alpha Barney. He's just a dirty old sleaze that hangs out there to watch the girls. This was his dream come true. Once the television reporters left I traded $400 and a disk with that file to Barney for the tapes. Then I came home."
The phone rang upstairs and Rhonda went to answer it. "Jackie, its Chuck for you!"
Jackie took the phone from Rhonda, "Hey Chuck, problem?"
"No, no problem. The buzz on you guys is lighting up my servers. You guys ready to go? Any changes I need to know about?"