Ryan woke early, it had not been a late night, despite being a very exhilarating day. He had dreamed, he knew he had, but he was damned if he could recall anything about the dream as he sat up in bed. He looked quizzically around his bedroom in the Aurora Inn and Suites trying to get his early morning bearings.
Ryan dragged his torso out of bed, naked save for a pair of boxer shorts, and after adjusting his post dream semi flaccid penis, Ryan opened the curtains and looked out. He smiled at the sight which greeted him. He had taken a suite at this sea front accommodation and the still winter ocean that greeted him made it worth every cent. The Aurora was downtown and literally a ten minute walk from Claire's apartment. Ryan Oliver was a complex mix of dark and light. Looking out over the ocean from his suite he felt at one with the world. He felt as though nothing but the preservation of natural life mattered, despite the work he did, then, once more, Claire Jensen came into his head.
Ryan moved into the living room area and connected to the WiFi. In seconds Clare's apartment burst onto the screen. It seemed empty. Where was she? Had she discovered the cameras? Ryan scanned the various room shots but there was no sign of Claire. What the fuck ...
He poured himself a coffee reflecting briefly on how perfect it would be to bring Claire back to this place and , well ... enjoy her company!
Once more he scanned the cameras. Had she gone out for long?
Emails?
Had she sent her mom an email? Briefly Stephanie Jensen reappeared in Ryan's mind's eye. Beautiful, tortured Stephanie. He flicked into her email inbox and yes there it was, an email timed at 7:30am today from Claire. He opened the message.
From: Claire Bear
To: Stephanie J
Subject: Missing you
Hey mom, how are you. I fixed the leak, I think but I am not very good at doing practical things around the house. I could do with a man in the house to do all of this for me ( lol only joking!). Missing you loads Mom, hope to hear from you soon. I decided to get outta the house for a bit and so I am heading to Walker's Woods with tent and intend to camp overnight, like we used to do, right mom, when we had Amelia!
Sooooooo, I hope you're doing okay. I got my application into the Science Tech School accepted ( hope you think that's a good thing) so after Summer I will start the course. I can still live here so that's cool right, and hopefully you will be home way before then.
Miss you loads
C xxxxxxxxxxxx
Ryan smiled. The email told him all he needed to know and more. She would be gone potentially until tomorrow morning. He briefly considered heading for the woods in question but then decided against it, knowing it would be really hard to watch her in secret from a distance in such terrain. Instead he hit reply and began to type.
To: Claire Bear
From: Stephanie J
Subject: Missing you
Claire Bear, my sweet princess. Mom is missing you so much too. I can't say too much except that all is going to plan but it could be a few more weeks yet. Camping is a great idea but be careful Claire, watch out for Strangers and Bears. The money I left for you honey should be put to good use, so use it to pay for the repairs you need. I have arrange for HQ to send a man round. He will show you his approved contractor pass and he will spend some time with you fixing the house up. I will get him to call the day after tomorrow giving you time to get back from your trip. It will cost us/you but it will be worth it.
Speak soon my beautiful daughter,
Mom xxxxxx
Ryan sat back and smiled a smug smile. Now he had the excuse to get inside her apartment with her there too. He could play the part of a HQ DIY man any day of the week. Wonderful! The game was about to go up a gear. But for today, an empty house was just too good an opportunity to pass up. He would pay it another visit and this time have a real good look round.
As Ryan looked around to make sure no one could see him enter through the broken window he smiled at the irony of him being the man who would visit Claire the following day to 'fix' it. He jumped down into the hallway and closed the window behind him.
"Why are these places never alarmed?" He remarked quietly to himself. He looked around feeling exhilarated at the freedom and time that he had to snoop around Claire's home. Today was the day that he got to know Claire Jensen much better.
Ryan was monitoring Claire's Facebook and Twitter accounts but she rarely seemed to use them. She certainly didn't reveal much of herself either through pictures or message posting.
Resisting the urge to go straight to her bedroom he pushed open the living room door. He suddenly remembered that officially her mom still lived here too. The thought of being able to look through Stephanie's underwear and clothes knowing he had recently tortured her to death made his groin twitch.
He looked up at the closed window blinds, pleased that he wouldn't have to close them and arouse suspicion. A small pile of papers faced him. He moved to them and picked the top one. He smiled. Here was the first new thing he had learned about his unwitting prey. Next Fall Claire Jensen would be attending the Bio Chem class at the new Science Tech College in town. Well, aren't you the clever girl Miss Jensen.
Ryan dropped the paper back onto the pile and moved around the room. He let his fingers trace the edges of the furniture stopping to pick up a framed photo of Claire and her mom. He looked into Stephanie's pretty face and images of her agonised expressions flooded his mind. His groin twitched again.
Ryan moved slowly about the house until he could wait no longer. He pushed open the door to her bedroom recalling the surroundings from the camera images. Despite his life experiences and his supposed maturity, he felt a boyish excitement in his stomach as he opened the wardrobe door and began to run his hands through her things.
Jeans, jackets a dress or two, nothing too revealing he noted, all touched by Ryan's hands. He smelled the garments attempting to create an impression of Claire. As the wardrobe door closed he smiled and moved to her drawers. He knew which one, the top one. Slowly he opened it and licked carefully around his lips as Clare's underwear was revealed to him.
He groaned quietly as his fingers delved inside the drawer. He was disappointed to find no lingerie that could be described as overtly sexual, but the unassuming Claire seemed to have a thing for red. Ryan picked up a pair of lace, boxer style red panties and let the skimpy material fall through his hands back into its neat pile. He was pleased to see a thong or two and felt his throat drying as he picked them up to feel the material.
He rummaged through her bras and panties then he found it, and Ryan laughed out loud. A small bullet style vibrator. "Well, well Claire, not so innocent after all!" Ryan laughed to himself, as he switched the vibrator on sampling its three different speeds.
He replaced the items and moved away into the second large bedroom, Stephanie's room, or should he say her 'old' room. Being in here felt different somehow. In fact knowing what he had done to Stephanie made Ryan feel inexplicably emotional and he left the room quickly.
Returning to his normal self when in the hallway he pulled the lid off the wash basket and thrust his hand into the pile of dirty clothes. He soon found what he was looking for and he held the navy blue panties up before him, smiled and then pushed them into his pocket.
Ryan moved to the bathroom and took his time smelling her perfumes and shampoo. Then he proceeded to fit new cameras, very small form factor ones, in place of the others. These cameras allowed a zoom facility and would enhance his voyeuristic pleasure enormously.
Ryan had been inside Claire's home for several hours when he sat down on her couch with a cup of her coffee in his hand. He laughed and shook his head thinking about the fact that here he was drinking coffee in Claire Jensen's house! And, he would be back the day after tomorrow on "official DIY business".
It was time to go, he could feel that his net was closing in.
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Identity Illusion
Mystery / ThrillerRyan Oliver is a Government Agent, an experienced operative used to interrogating enemy soldiers in the field. His current job though is focused more on identifying rogue Government Agents inside the boundaries of the U.S. Stephanie Jensen is one su...
