Chapter 22

It all started with a fancy mask that hid me and allowed me to be the “Panty Line Lens Peeper!”

The high school sophomore in tight tan slacks that matched well with her shoulder length brown hair felt someone’s eyes on her and turned frowning as she confirmed her premonition had been spot on. The eyes were on her bottom which had been swishing back and forth across the parking lot to the sixties red Mustang to get her textbook for the period on the way to class. His peepers were on her tan pants-clad bottom. In particular it was her visible panty lined slacks that got his attention when she swung her hips sharply in a dainty feminine style which made her bottom dance across his discreet Kodak 110 pocket camera.

Her secret admirer had been stealthily taking pictures of Juli’s farm fed behind as she walked around the beige brick building. He followed her all the way down the parking lot on the black asphalt before her next period. His heart beat fast as he sensed she was about to turn and catch him in the act. So, he threw caution to the wind and deftly tossed the small camera into the center of a nearby big green bush.It was a better risk than her catching him taking pictures of her rear.