| My younger sister Heather has lived with us for several months. She's an expert photographer, in a graduate course in photo journalism at a local university.
Well, a couple of weeks ago she complained to me that someone was going through her lingerie drawers. That "someone" had to be my sissy husband, Mike. We worked out a plan to catch him in the act. Heather has an early morning class on Saturdays. She'd pretend to leave, slam the front door loudly, then hurry back to her room, hiding in the walk-in closet. She set up her camera to shoot through the clear glass pane over the closet door. The closet has a big skylight so she wouldn't need to use a flash. That Saturday morning, as soon as the front door slammed, Mike slipped out of bed. I pretended to be asleep. He yanked on his trousers and tip-toed from our bedroom. I waited five minutes, then caught him red-handed. To see Heather's photos, Click Here! |
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