Drone
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Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - A couple of college aged guys deploy a drone to spy on local college girls, hoping to see some nude sunbathing, showering, and more sexual activity. When they accidentally recording video of a rapist and his victim, they have a moral dilemma: report what happened and face charges themselves for "peeping" or forget what they saw. More attacks take place, reluctantly forcing them into action.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual NonConsensual Rape BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction School Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Violence
The campus was largely deserted. We saw a few kids going into their dorms laden with presents they got, but no one was strolling aimlessly like us.
“We’re pretty conspicuous, bro. No one’s out here.”
“There’s no law against going for a walk, Matt.”
A campus security car idled by. The officers inside looked at us. I waved, and the driver waved back and accelerated away.
“Well, okay,” Matt said. “They checked us out. If somethin’ happens, they know where we are now, at least. Let’s head over to Joel’s apartment. He said he might come back tonight.”
“Call him.”
We nodded to a campus cop walking on the path where we stood while Matt made his call. The officer looked at us for an instant, nodded back, and kept on his way.
When he was gone, Matt said, “Joel’s phone went to voicemail, so I have no clue where he is. But, we’ve now been seen twice lookin’ like two respectable guys doing nothin’. Let’s head to the bar across from the Chi Phi house. There has to be someone in there. If we use our credit cards, the bills will show we were there if we need proof later.”
We chatted with the few kids we knew and eventually headed home. An unmarked police car sat idling at the curb as we walked by. “We’re not staggerin’, but he watched us, bro. That’s the third time a city cop or campus security paid attention to us, plus there were the people in the bar. I think we’ve established our whereabouts tonight.”
Things stayed quiet that week. Matt and I went to a small New Years Eve party together and made sure people knew we were there. We made a point of being seen in public a lot to build alibis in case there was another rape. The weekend everyone came back to campus for the start of the new term, Mick struck again. DNA samples from this battered victim matched evidence collected from the others. He left semen in all but his first.
Lt. Davis called and woke me the next morning. “I suppose you heard the news about another rape.”
“Yes, sir, last night.”
“Right. Same attacker. I thought you should know something that’s not on the news yet, although it will be soon. The family of the woman attacked Christmas day took her off life support. She died a few minutes ago.”
“Oh, no. That’s horrible. I feel so bad for her and her family, sir.”
“Yes, I’m sure you do. Homicide investigators are working the case now too. Are you sure you don’t remember anything else that could help us find this guy?”
“I don’t think so, sir.”
“Ah. I thought you’d say that. Well. I guess you need to get ready for class. Have a good day, Mr. Long.”
Matt came out of the shower. “Who the fuck calls at this time in the morning?”
“Lt. Davis. Mick got another one last night.”