ClockworkFox
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From the other side of the fence ... I used to work as a security guard in a large building. During the night shift I would take a stroll outside and look up at the building, work out by the lights which offices were occupied, jot them down, and then off I would go on my jolly round, cunningly walking up the stairs rather than give anyone the warning of a lift bell ping.
I even took my shoes off walking along the corridors. That was for the noise too, but it also made me feel a lot sluttier. It is surprising the number of times you can tiptoe past a door and hear heavy breathing or scuffling indicating that someone is quietly rubbing one out, or two people are making the beast with two backs up against the filing cabinet. I did not interrupt, but I made sure I knew who was/were in each place when they left later on by checking my lights on/lights off notes.
Then I blackmailed them anonymously, and made a small fortune out of it (just kidding!).
I even took my shoes off walking along the corridors. That was for the noise too, but it also made me feel a lot sluttier. It is surprising the number of times you can tiptoe past a door and hear heavy breathing or scuffling indicating that someone is quietly rubbing one out, or two people are making the beast with two backs up against the filing cabinet. I did not interrupt, but I made sure I knew who was/were in each place when they left later on by checking my lights on/lights off notes.
Then I blackmailed them anonymously, and made a small fortune out of it (just kidding!).
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