Surveillance cameras are very popular these days, and they serve a valuable function in helping to reduce theft. Sometimes they manage to capture other events, and what was filmed in the back of Cook's Service Station wasn't exactly a Hallmark moment, but was certainly worth watching.
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Chapter One: That's Entertainment!
It was quitting time last Saturday evening, and I had already killed the lights out front and was counting the receipts for the day in my back office. It was getting dark out, and the timer turned on the lights out back. The security cameras went on at this time as well.
The last thing I wanted to do was spend a bunch of money for that kind of thing, but the back of my place had become popular for a number of things. Thieves would break into the cars that were stored back there, or do some parts shopping. I even had a guy sleeping in one of the cars for a while.
Being a nice guy, I let a lot of stuff like that go, but when it started costing me money, I lost a little of my niceness. That's when the camera got set up, and it already paid off when it helped catch a guy helping himself to catalytic converters.
For some reason, after I got done and was getting ready to go home, I glanced at the monitor and saw a couple of people leaning against the back wall. A guy and a girl messing around, drinking out of quarts of beer.
Not having much to do at home except watch TV, I decided to stick around and watch. It was a decision that I was happy I made, because the next thing you know, he's got his cock out and the girl is down on her knees sucking his dick.
Like I mentioned, it's pretty isolated back there. I hadn't locked the gate yet, so they had been able to wander back there with no trouble, and even though it's an urban area it's private. There no window for me to see back there, and there's no door either. If I wanted to go back there and break them up, I'd have to walk all the way around the place. I figured I'd leave them alone and watch the show. Not cheap porn, considering the cost of the camera, but it was looking better than Cinemax.
I was enjoying them a lot, and that girl was really giving the guy some incredible head by the looks of it, but then things went sour. He must have cum, judging by the look on his face, and after he did, he took a last belt of his beer and flung the bottle across the lot.
I couldn't see where it landed, but I could hear the result faintly, and that pissed me off. That was bad enough, but after he wiggles his dick and pulls up his pants, the girl gets up off her knees and finishes her beer, and then decides to do the same thing with her bottle.
Problem, was, she threw it like a girl. Maybe it slipped out of her hand or something, but whatever happened, the freaking bottle goes almost straight up in the air and crashes on the hood of a 2002 Buick that I had just finished doing engine work on.
I was up on my feet in a flash, and as the two of them laughed their asses off, I was already flying out the door and sprinting around the building as fast as my 57 year old legs could carry me.
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Chapter Two: Fuck!
That was what the guy said when he saw me flying through the open gate and almost running into him. He was a tall and goofy looking kid with a backward baseball cap and big buck teeth, which I saw as he yelled out in shock.
He danced back and forth before taking off through the maze of cars, and after a couple of steps I decided that there was no way in the world I was going to catch him. That sprint to get back here had reminded me that I was no teenager, so instead I watched as he made his serpentine way to the back fence, which he climbed with ease, landing on the other side with less grace but in one piece.
"Hey!" I called out to him. "You forgot something."
What he had forgotten was his girl, and while she had tried to slip past me while I watched her boyfriend hop the fence, I was not that stupid. Grabbing her by the hood, she offered a little resistance at first but gave up when I tightened the grip on her sweatshirt.
"Run, Joey, Run!" she urged him.
"I'll make a trade, Joey," I said in a mocking yell. "You for her."
Joey thought about it for about three seconds before heading through the little patch of trees and safely away.
"Now that's true love," I sneered at the girl.
"Gonna call the cops?" she asked in a surly tone. "We didn't do nothin'."
"Really?" I asked. "Just back here hanging around?"
"That's right," she crowed defiantly. "No law against that."
Well, yes there was, I reminded her as I showed her the numerous NO TRESSPASSING signs that lined the fence.
"Let's go inside," I said. "I want to show you something."
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Chapter Three: Watching a movie.
I locked the front door and took the girl into my office, and after we went in I brought her over behind my desk and told her to sit down.
"Doing nothing, you said. Right?"
"Yeah."
I cued up the video and let her watch. She got a lot less belligerent as she watched herself get down on her knees and start gobbling dick.
"That might be something your parents would be interested in checking out," I suggested.
"I'm old enough to do whatever I want," she informed me.
"What's your name?"
"None of your business," she snapped.
"Maybe you'll tell the cops then," I said, picking up the phone.
"Melissa," she said, and I hung the phone back up.
"That's better," I said. "Look, Melissa. I don't give a damn whose cock you suck. I wished that it was mine, as a matter-of-fact. This was the part that pissed me off."
She watched her precious Joey throw his bottle, and then cringed when she saw the result of her errant toss.
"Having to pick up glass for no reason is bad enough," I told her. "That bottle hitting the hood of the car is going to cost money to repair. You have money? Do you have a job?"
"No."
"Well, how about your boyfriend?" I suggested, and I just happened to glance out the window that faces up the street and saw Joey standing under the street light.
"He's got a job."
"Well then, let's get him over here," I said, pulling up the blinds and opening the window.
"Hey Joey!" I yelled. "Come over here a minute."
