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Real lovemaking. Real orgasms.

Sweet Sinners.

They say that loneliness is a disease, that it can eat away at you, leaving nothing but

a hollow shell.

Some have even called me lonely.

After all, I'm just a single man in a small town, occupying a large, empty home.

But the truth is, I'm not lonely.

Because I have them.

I don't know when or how or why the obsession started.

All I know is I can't remember a time in my life when I wasn't watching people.

In parks, at libraries, coffee shops.

And now from the comfort of my laptop.

After my mother died, I rented out her home to a variety of tenants.

I set up 12 different surveillance cameras around the house for my own entertainment.

I had a front row seat to the most interesting show in town.

Welcome guys.

And the best part was, nothing I did was even criminal, because I told all of them about the cameras.

So there are ************eras on the property, 12 to be exact, but they're for your safety.

Oh, that reminds me. My favorite part of the property, this great view of the mountain tops out back.

Follow me. You're gonna love it.

Most of my tenants paid little mind to the cameras, quickly revealing their darkest realities.

Fuck you!

Go fuck yourself!

None of them suspected that I was sitting there, relishing every moment of their lives.

Until Melissa.

Are you watching me right now?

But I'll get to her in a bit.

No matter what anyone might say about voyeurs, I don't do it for any sadistic reason.

I do it for sheer entertainment, the same way you might watch TV.

And if this were TV, my tenants created the most compelling storylines.

Chad and Lily were the first couple to ever draw me in.

Their relationship I likened to a late night softcore.

A bunch of meaningless dialogue, followed by the ultimate payoff.

By day, they were just this typical suburban couple.

But by night, they transformed into these deviant sexual creatures.

Have you been a bad girl?

Yes, I have.

Should I be scared?

(sighs)

Oh, yeah.

(moaning)

I've been really, really, really bad.

Really, really naughty.

Yeah, I keep thinking about your big dick and I just don't get any work done.

I just want you to fuck me in every single room of this house.

I can't stop being a dirty slut, baby.

It's bad.

It's really bad.

(breathing heavily)

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be a bad girl.

You're a bad girl.

[whimpers]

Hurt your back.

That's it.

[whimpers]

[whimpers]

(sighs)

Oh my god, baby, yes.

Oh yeah, baby.

[kiss]

[moans]

Oh yeah.

(door slams)

Oh, baby.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I don't want to see you like this.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, I love you.

(sighing)

That's it.

(sniffling)

Good girl.

*sigh*

*whimpers*

I'm so good to that sweaty little pussy.

I'm so fucking good to that fat little pussy.

[breathing]

[moaning]

Oh, man.

*moans*

Oh my god, oh yeah baby, yeah baby, yeah.

Oh my god, I'm gonna go, yeah.

Oh, oh, oh baby, oh my god.

Oh.

Oh my god, yes baby, oh my god.

I love you, I love you, I love you so much.

Oh, you're so sweet.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, baby.

Oh, my God.

(moaning)

Oh my God, baby.

(moaning)

Please, please, pray for me.

Please, please.

Please, pray for me.

That's a good girl.

That's a good girl.

That's a good girl.

It's so bad.

It's so fucking bad.

I know, it's so good.

It's so good. I've been dreaming about it and I've been thinking about it.

Say please.

Oh, just let this cock in. Please.

Please let this cock in my pussy.

Come on.

That's a good girl.

That's a good girl.

Oh, that's a good girl.

That's a good girl.

Oh, yes.

(moaning)

Oh, sir, please.

I know, I know, my pussy's just a dirty little

slutty pussy, don't you?

Please give me a cup.

Oh, please just use my pussy.

Yes, sir.

Please, I'll just use my ear.

That's it.

(moaning)

(moaning)

Girl, it's okay.

It's okay, girl.

That's it.

That's it.

Lick it.

(moaning)

There you go.

Lick that cock all the way from the bottom.

(moaning)

That's it.

(moaning)

Go.

That's it.

(moaning)

(spitting)

Oh, baby.

Oh, baby.

[moaning]

[moaning]

That's it.

Is that that cock?

Yes.

How bad do you want it?

Oh, that's so bad.

[moaning]

That's it.

[moaning]

Yes.

There we go.

Come and stand up.

Please, please, please, ... please,please.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Oh my God.

Oh, yes, baby.

Oh my God.

Yeah, I know, it's so bad.

Don't be mad at me.

Yeah, I'm such a bad girl.

Such a bad girl.

I'm such a bad girl.

[moaning]

Oh my god, oh my god.

[moaning]

[moaning]

No!

No!

Please, please, please, ... please,please,

Oh, thank you.

please, please, ... please,please

That's it.

Yeah.

Oh no.

I'm not the bad girl.

You've been a really bad girl?

Have you been a really bad girl?

Yes.

Yes.

I should give you punish.

I'm not the bad one.

Punish me.

Punish me.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes, baby.

Oh, yes, baby.

Oh, my God.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

(moaning)

Oh my god, I'm gonna be okay.

(laughing)

Oh my god, baby.

(breathing heavily)

(sighs)

Oh my god, ladies.

Please. Please.

Oh, man.

Oh, my God, David.

Oh, yes.

(grunting)

Oh my god!

[moaning]

(moaning)

Oh my God, baby.

(moaning)

(heavy breathing)

(laughing)

(groaning)

Oh my God.

(laughing)

(breathing heavily)

Fuck yes.

Yes.

[breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily]

Yes.

[breathing heavily]

[breathing heavily]

Oh my god baby.

[breathing heavily]

Yes.

[breathing heavily]

Yes.

[breathing heavily]

Yes.

(groaning)

Oh my god.

Yes, baby.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

[GASPING]

Yes, baby.

Yes.

Yes.

[GASPING]

Yes.

You're a fucking naughty ***********, huh?

That's it.

Yes.

Turn it off.

Yes.

The duality of Chad and Lily's marriage was one of the greatest joys in my life.

I derived such pleasure from their pleasure.

I rooted for them.

Ah, thank you, sir.

But, as with all tenants, eventually they moved on.

It was a sad day when they handed me their last rent check.

As always, you make me do all the work.

It didn't take long for a new couple to move in.

Ryan and Valentina.

And if Chad and Lily were late night softcore, these two were the ultimate reality show.

Melodrama after melodrama.

Every argument more extreme than the last.

All building towards the explosive season finale.

I'd never seen two people go at each other more.

"Ah-choo!"

Oh!

And it wasn't until Ryan's brother Van moved in that anything changed.

Van was the ultimate good mood pill.

Someone both of them could laugh with and be civil to.

After all, Ryan didn't want his brother to think that he was the world's most volatile

husband.

And Valentina, well, Valentina didn't want Van to think that she was a raging cunt of

a wife.

I genuinely enjoyed watching the dynamic shift from one of anger to one of enjoyment.

I was rooting for Valentina and Ryan to somehow find common ground and forgive one another

for being so awful.

But just like most reality shows, that never happened.

Because Valentina had set her sights on someone new.

"Whoa, no, no, ... no,no,

We can't do this.

Oh, come on. You don't want to know how I dislike him?

I mean, I do, but he's my family and I'm not gonna...

I'm your family too. I'm your sister-in-law.

Yeah, but I...

I'm nothing. I know you want this, so shut up.

(kissing)

This is so much fun.

Yeah.

You'll never know.

(kissing)

(kissing)

(moaning)

That's crazy.

Oh

(groans)

(sighs)

Oh

(sighs)

(yawns)

(moaning)

(kissing)

*moans*

(heavy breathing)

Oh shit.

(moaning)

Cheers.

Oh, fuck.

[moaning]

(moaning)

Shh.

(moaning)

Shh, shh.

(moaning)

Shh.

(moaning)

Shh.

(moaning)

Oh shit.

(moaning)

Oh shit.

Oh,

yeah.

Oh god.

[heavy breathing]

*moans*

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yes, yes, yes.

Oh shit.

(moaning)

Right there.

(moaning)

Right there, right there, right there.

(moaning)

(moaning)

Yes.

(moaning)

Oh yes.

(moaning)

Yes.

(moaning)

(heavy breathing)

Oh

Oh, shit.

It was the greatest series finale in all the series I'd ever watched.

Sadly it never got renewed for another season.

Valentina and Ryan moved out a few weeks later.

I don't know what ever came of either of them.

I had to wait almost an entire year for my next show.

Melissa and Lyra.

They were my favorite primetime drama, offering a little bit of everything.

Intrigue, love, lust, romance, conflict, heartache, and renewal.

They moved in at the height of the honeymoon phase.

They could barely keep their hands off one another for even a moment.

But, as with all relationships, their lust fueled affair tempered when time and reality set in.

Okay, so I'm going to tell you something, but I don't want you to get mad.

Okay.

I just feel like maybe we need to change it up a little bit.

Maybe add some penis into our lives.

You mean with a strap on?

No.

I mean, you know I'm bi.

It could be like a threesome.

You were straight when I met you.

Yeah, but then I met you.

I know. I don't need penis.

Melissa, but I do.

Come on, just meet him.

He's super nice and open-minded.

He's not looking for anything serious.

Wait, you already have someone picked out?

I felt for Melissa.

I could tell from the look on her face she didn't want this.

But there was no stopping Lira.

Don't be so nervous.

I'm not.

Mmm, I'll kiss him.

As hot as it was, I didn't like seeing Melissa so... torn.

She was such a vulnerable woman. So sweet. It hurt me to watch.

I told you we needed some dick. I mean, come on. Yesterday was amazing.

It was.

Can I get you guys some orange juice?

I'll take some orange juice.

Hey, I love you. I love you.

Up until this moment, everyone who had lived in my house were simply characters

in their own TV show. But all that changed on this particular morning.

Are you watching me right now?

If you are, how fucked up is my life?

I mean, I fall in love with this great girl, and she's upstairs lying in the arms of this great guy.

Anyway, that's my life.

How's yours going?

It was the first time anyone had acknowledged the camera's existence.

Nobody ever paid attention to the cameras.

And now that she did, it changed everything.

I felt ******** and liberated at the same time.

I couldn't keep an emotional distance if one of the characters acknowledged me.

Acknowledgement meant that I became a character in the story, not just an observer.

So, Michael's been spending a lot of time with us.

Yeah, I really like him.

I like him too.

Good.

But, maybe we should focus on us a little.

We are. Michael's just an extension of us.

What does that even mean?

Come on. Melissa, stop being jealous. You know I need this.

Not tonight. I have a migraine. You guys have fun though.

Oh.

Are you there?

Yeah, I'm here.

Listen to them.

How happy they sound together.

She never makes that sound when I kiss her.

I'm losing her and she won't even admit it.

If you're out there,

stay with me.

Until it's over.

I don't want to be alone.

(kissing)

(laughing)

(breathing)

(sniffling)

So good.

(breathing heavily)

*kiss*

*kiss*

Oh, not yet.

*kiss*

(sighs)

Oh, fuck.

Oh my god, yeah, she was hugging my pussy.

She tasted it.

Oh my god.

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

[moans]

Oh, yeah.

Oh my god, yes.

Oh, fuck.

Oh.

Oh my god.

Oh.

[moans]

Oh my god.

Oh my god, fuck.

[moans]

Oh.

Oh, fuck.

[moans]

[moans]

Oh.

[moans]

Oh, yeah.

[moans]

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh my god.

[moans]

Oh my god, yes.

Yes.

[moans]

Oh my god, fuck.

You're doing yourself so good.

(gasping)

Oh my God.

Oh my God, yes.

(moaning)

Fuck.

(moaning)

Yes, oh my god.

Yes, oh my god.

(moaning)

(moaning)

Fuck.

(moaning)

(moaning)

Mmm.

Oh.

Mmm.

(slurping)

*sigh*

Is that good?

Ah, squint.

You have a super great attention.

I'm just gonna worship your cockle and soft little fingers.

Yeah.

(moaning)

*slurping*

*gagging*

*sucking*

*kissing*

Oh, yeah.

(breathing)

God, I don't know how to suck my balls anymore.

I'm like that.

Please come sit on it.

Please come sit on it.

Oh fuck.

Yeah, let me sit on it.

Please, guys. Oh my god.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

Mmm.

Yes.

Oh.

Yeah.

Mmm.

*moaning*

Oh, yes, yes, oh, yes.

Oh my god.

Yes, oh my god.

Yes.

Fuck.

Yeah.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Oh my god.

Yes.

That's exactly what my pussy needed.

Oh my fucking god.

Yeah.

And a big fucking dick inside of it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh my god.

Yes.

Oh.

Oh my god.

Yes.

Oh my god.

Yes.

Oh, I can't get myself against my butt.

Oh, God.

Yes.

Oh, God.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

Oh, my God.

Yes.

Oh my god.

Yes.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Yes.

Oh.

Oh my god, yes.

Oh, fuck.

Oh

My god, yes. Oh

Oh my god, oh my god, yes.

[moaning]

[moaning]

Oh my god, yes.

Oh my god, like, it's okay.

[moaning]

Yes, yes.

[moaning]

Like, oh my god, yes.

Oh my god, yes.

Fuck that's fucking good. Oh my god

Oh

My god, yes, yes

Oh

My god

Melissa

So that means they're done.

Good night.

Good night.

I didn't know whether Melissa took her one-sided conversations with me seriously,

or if I was simply a virtual diary for her to confide in.

Would she have confided in the real me if I was standing right in front of her?

Logan?

As fate would have it, I got my answer.

I'm the girl that's living in your house.

Oh, I know. Sorry.

Uh, I know who you are.

You always pay on time.

[laughs]

Uh, so...

How's everything going? Is, uh...

No, we're good.

Everything's okay?

We're good.

So I didn't know you were much of a hiker.

Oh.

Well, yeah. You know, 'cause, uh, I work from home, so, uh,

you know, hiking's like my one connection to the outside world.

I get that. I get lonely sometimes, too.

Yep.

Anyway, it was great seeing you.

Yeah. Yeah, likewise.

For weeks I waited for her to say something, anything to me, to acknowledge

my existence behind the camera, but she didn't. And for the first time in all the

years of watching, I felt lonely. I didn't want to watch anymore. I wanted to

participate. And as with any primetime drama, my story soon took a drastic turn.

How do the farmers work? Are you going to come with?

Oh, no, I'm good. You guys have fun, though.

We'll see.

Cuidadito.

Logan, if you're the one who's watching, or if you hear this at all, meet me at the spot we ran into each other hiking.

I need to talk to you.

So you have been watching those cameras?

I'm always watching.

What have you seen?

Anything and everything that's happened on those ************eras I've seen.

Fighting.

Heartbreak.

Loneliness.

Sex.

I'm sorry, does that freak you out?

Yes. No.

In a really fucked up way, it's kind of comforting.

Knowing that someone's watching.

I felt very alone since we've moved in.

You're not alone. I'm here.

You know, I've learned so much about you from watching your life.

More so than I probably would have had I just been...

Living your own?

You taught me that I can truly care about somebody else.

That their pain can also be my pain.

That's stupid. I'm sorry. It's not even real life.

It's real life. It's always been real life.

Just because you're watching it from your laptop doesn't make it any less real.

So, what's so different about me that made you care?

You were you.

Authentic.

Hopeful.

Scared.

Lost.

You were everything that I feel.

Only you make me want to make those bad parts all better.

(inhales deeply)

Oh, man.

(moaning)

(swooshing)

(laughing)

Oh, thank God.

Oh

You... are...

Oh my god, that was so good.

(moaning)

Oh yeah, yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh yeah.

Oh my God.

Oh

Oh, my God.

You...

Oh, my God.

*sigh*

Oh, fuck.

Mmmm

Oh yeah.

(moans)

Oh, God.

(slurping)

Oh

(moans)

(moaning)

(slurping)

Oh my God.

I feel so good.

Oh, God.

(moans)

Oh my god, it's so fucking hurt.

That feels so good.

Oh my god, he feels so good.

[moaning]

Oh my gosh.

(moaning)

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, yeah.

So good.

[Groaning]

I'm trying.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah, yeah.

Yes.

Oh, I wanna come.

Yeah!

Oh, God.

(sizzling)

Oh, you feel so good.

Thank you.

Oh my god, I can't stop crying.

*sobs*

Yes.

Oh my god, that's it right there.

Oh, my ear.

Oh, please don't stop licking me like that,

it's so good.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

That's so good.

That's so good.

That's so good.

(sobbing)

Oh

*sobbing*

Yeah...

*sobbing*

(moaning)

Oh, you're so fucking hot.

Yeah.

[sobbing]

[sobbing]

[sobbing]

Can you just...

(kissing)

Oh, yes.

Oh my god.

Fuck you, you're so good.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Oh my God, look at Fuck you.

Oh, you need to get that pussy.

You need to get that pussy so bad.

Fuck you.

Oh my God.

Oh, yeah.

yes yes ... yes oh my god

(moaning)

Oh, fuck yes.

Oh, fuck yes.

Oh, fuck yes.

(moaning)

Oh, fuck yes.

Oh, you have to come.

Oh my God.

(moaning)

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

(moaning)

Oh my God, you have to come.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, come.

(moaning)

(moaning)

(moaning)

Oh my God.

(moaning)

Oh my God.

Now when I leave here, are you going to watch me on your laptop?

Yes.

I gave Melissa a million reasons not to like me, but she still did. She said it

was because she understood me, that she connected with me on a deeper level. She

had done what I always thought I wasn't capable of doing, seeing people for who

they really were without all the cameras.

Sorry, just... The next night, Melissa ended things with Lyra and Michael. She told

them she needed something more. And so did I. The fetish of watching would

always be a huge part of who I was, but now it wasn't the only part. After all,

when one show ends, another must begin.

Ooh! Okay, let's get done with that.