I jumped to the wall closest to the air duct and grabbed the old bar that used to hold one of the security cameras last year, (yeah I pay attention to...a LOT of details) as I grabbed the bar I swung myself up into the air duct 'CLANG!' as I flew in I almost panicked and dropped the cover, but I got it back into place quickly enough. Just In time to hear a voice that was familiar, "What was that noise?" AHA! It was Lizzie. Right on schedule. "Whoops! My bad!" Wait Jack's up here too?! Aw jeez.... By the end of the day, the fourteen photos Scott had taken and the Bio that Brooke had written would be posted all over the Internet. Within twenty-four hours, if one were to search for "Brooke," then Scott's Brooke would be at the top, or near the top, of any search result list.By tomorrow, Ray thought, tens of thousands of men around the world will have seen Brooke naked on her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder, not at the camera, but in their minds, directly at them. The same men. Next night , nothing happened, i was worried, and angry, then in the morning message : I miss you. And Saturday 7 pm club party and address.That was in 3 days but OK.I came at about 9 pm at that address.Simple small club, nothing special, little oldies music, and bunch of girls and guys from 23 to 50 years.Most of people were already drunk an all were talking and talking.Younger were already seen, spotted, mingled and vanished.She was talking with friend and some older guy who stared at her. My darling sister that I had made love to last night and I was now trembling just from cuddling her. As I thought about her, warmth seemed to spread in my chest. It was a strange feeling that I had not felt before. It spread in waves from underneath my left breast until it filled me completely.Suddenly, I felt her plant a brief kiss on my chest."Stacy?" Hmmm?" I thought you were going back to your own bed?" I am," she said with a reluctant sigh. She still made no effort to get up.Finally, she.