When Max got home, 7A-K3 told him to place him next to his computer. Max did as he was asked, and a power cord shot out of 7A-K3's side and plugged itself into a USB port in Max's computer. While the alien camera recharged, Max noticed that 7A-K3 was uploading to his computer the photos it had taken that day. Each woman he had taken a picture of had her own folder. Max was surprised to find that not only did the folder have the woman's name, but inside was a document that also listed a multitude of other personal information about the woman.
Max saw that he now knew not only the women's names, but also their home addresses, phone numbers, and email addresses. In addition, it listed whether she was single, married, or divorced and whether she had any children. He also saw a physical description listing her hair color, eye color, height, weight, dimensions, and bra size. He saw her job title and address, too.
"7A-K3, where did you get all this info?" Max asked.
"I simply downloaded it from her mind when you took the first photo of each woman," 7A replied nonchalantly.
Max grinned as he realized that meant his fun with each of these beautiful women was not necessarily over. Through his job as a security system installer, he had hacked into the security cameras of many women to watch them in their own homes. Since now he knew where these women lived, he could visit them and command them to let him set up cameras in their homes anywhere he wanted.
"I just wish there was a way to know whether they were home or not," he said under his breath.
7A-K3 heard him anyway.
"I can tell you where any of them are at any time," 7A-K3 replied, casually. He pulled up a map to show Max where each woman currently was. At the moment, they were all a good distance away, and none of them were at home, so Max decided to aim for different targets.
Once 7A-K3 was fully recharged, Max headed out again to visit one of his favorite hunting grounds, the lingerie store at the local mall. He would often sit on a bench nearby, watching women go in and out. Today, he planned to do more than watch.
It wasn't long after Max got there that he saw an African-American babe exit the store. She was big, but beautiful. Max pointed 7A-K3 at her and snapped her photo. On the drive to the mall, he had asked a lot more questions about the alien camera's capabilities and learned that all he had to do was take one shot at his target and then think what he wanted regarding how he wanted that "model" to "pose," and it would happen. Apparently, with the three women earlier, 7A-K3 had tapped into Max's subconscious to figure out what to do to the women, but now Max knew he could actively take part in those decisions.
The black woman he decided to play with was looking to the left, but she turned right, heading for Max.
The woman quickly whipped her head around when she realized that she was walking in the opposite direction that she meant to. From the look on her face, he could tell she knew something was not quite right because she was walking straight for a man she had never seen before.
"What's going on?" she asked when she stopped a couple of feet in front of him. "Who are you?"
Max didn't bother to answer. All he said to her was, "Take your clothes off."
"What?!? You can't be serious," the woman gaped.
"Oh, I'm very serious," Max said with a grin, leaning back to enjoy the show as she pulled her shirt out of her pants and then up and over her head, revealing a pair of big breasts in a brown lace bra. She tossed it to the ground, her face showing fear and shock when she realized what she had done.
"I wonder what size bra she wears," Max thought to himself as he admired her plump boobs.
"38 D," he heard 7A-K3 reply in his head.
Max sat up with a start.
"Nice to know," he thought back to the alien camera as he watched the woman reach behind her back and undo her bra, removing it to expose her dark black nipples. "And how can you hear my thoughts?"
"Just like I can read the women's minds, I can read yours. You and I can also communicate telepathically as well as aurally," 7A-K3 said. "Didn't I mention that before?"
"No," Max replied, a concerned thought crossing his mind.
"No worries," 7A-K3 said, reading Max's thoughts. "I was designed to control only female subjects."
"Oh, well, good," Max said, sitting back to enjoy the show as the woman slid off her sandals and then pulled her shorts down her thick legs.
