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Three days after Vicki's discovery of Hank's private collection of home movies, and her own folks supplying the motivation, the time was right to put an end to their charade. Payback was on her mind, but she intended to take this to an even further level than what she pulled on little Charlie. It was going to be a lot bigger than that particular day, if not epic. Jin was hesitant over her idea, but Hank was excited when he was told he would be part of it.
After returning to the motel, Hank got his camera set up and Jin laid on the bed a nervous wreck in a bathrobe, waiting for Vicki to enter the scene. Soon she stepped out of the bathroom, all freshened up, wearing her own bathrobe with nothing underneath.
"Vicki", said Jin, "I don't know about this. I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable."
"What are you worried about?" Vicki asked. "My parents have already seen us naked. The least we could do is share it with everyone else."
"My parents are going to kill me. Maybe even disown me."
"They'll understand."
"Really? You believe that?"
"Come on, live a little. Don't pussy out on me, Jinny Jin Jin. I can't do this without you. I need you. Please."
Jin always had trouble resisting her charm and needs; some of the things he liked about her. This was a big favor to her, and no matter the outcome he would stick by her to the end.
"All right", she said. "Let's get this over with. Mr. director."
"Yes, ma'am", said Hank.
"Are you ready to direct the movie of your life?"
"I sure am. This is so exciting."
Excitement wasn't exactly the word to describe Hank's feelings. This was more of a project or a dream of his becoming a reality. Vicki didn't care if he was standing there filming or if he had a crew supporting him. To this young lady it was a personal nature.
"One other thing", said Hank, before turning on the camera, "after this we're good, right? You won't tell anyone about my films?"
"Hank", said Vicki, "as long as you do the job right, you secret is safe with us. Remember, it better be good and uncut."
"You have my word."
"Ready, Jin?"
"No, but let's do it anyway."
"I always wanted to say this", said Hank, getting into position and turning his video camera on. "Lights. Camera. Action."
The action had begun once Vicki's robe fell to the floor.
The next few days would be a life changer for Vicki's brother, Jack. In college he started the day in psychics class. It started out as a typical day for him, but nothing prepared him for what
was about to transpire. The teacher heading the class started the day annoyed by the constant sounds of students phones ringing almost at the same time. Then came the sounds of laughter and shock, and the surprised looks on many faces.
Jack had no idea what was going on until his fellow students started looking at him strangely. His roommate, Devon even looked at him weird. He wanted to warn him what was on his own phone until it was too late.
"What?" Jack asked.
"Dude", said Devon, "I don't know what to tell you."
"What? Tell me what?"
Jack got his response once he answered his phone, realizing what the commotion was all about.
"What the fuck?" he said. "What the fuck?"
"Mr. Phelps", said the teacher, "I will not permit this type of behavior in my classroom. The rest of you turn off those phones right now."
Soon the teacher would join in on the commotion when his phone rang. What he saw onscreen did little to the imagination.
"Oh, dear", he said.
Jack thought his life was over. He was a dead man. He might as well be after seeing a video of his own sibling getting banged in all the right places, instructing her man to go faster and deeper.
Later on, Vicki's father went golfing with his old buddies. It started off as a typical warm and quiet day, until their phones started buzzing, almost at the same time, putting a damper on his turn to put the ball. His friends stood in awe at what they were watching, then getting a better look on who the star of the show was.
"What?" Mr. Phelps said. "What's the matter? You guys look like you've seen a ghost."
His question would soon be answered once his own phone began buzzing. He would soon find out what the problem was once the same exact video they peeked at appeared on his screen.
"What the hell?" He said. "What the hell is this? Hey, turn those phones off and stop looking at my daughter. You too, Carl. Who did this? Carl?"
"Why are you looking at me?" Carl asked. "It just appeared."
"Just appeared?"
"What do I know about the internet?"
"Turn that phone off. When I find out who-."
Another call came his way; one he wished he ignored.
"Hello, dear", he said.
"Have you seen this?" Said Mrs. Phelps.
"Yes, I have."
"Did you do this?"
"Me? Are you sure it wasn't you?"
"Are you insane? You think I'm crazy enough to show our daughter to the world?"
"Well, I know it wasn't me."
"It wasn't me either."
"Hey, turn off those phones."
"How could this have happened?"
Soon Jin's father saw the video in living color on his laptop. The look on his face was surprising enough, but to Jin's mother standing right behind him, looking at the video up close was more of a nightmare.
"Fuck me", said Vicki. "Fuck me deep. Mom. Dad. Watch this. Oh, yes. Just like that."
Jin's mother fainted. His father didn't even know she was there looking until he heard the big boom behind him.
Every shop, police station, library, and just about any place of business saw the video in its entirety and uncut. The rest of the neighborhood were certainly entertained. Some were disgusted while others were turned on. Charlie was no different as he saw the film at his friend's house. It wouldn't be long until his own mother would see it herself and assuming he had something to do with it.
"I'm about to cum", said Vicki. "Oh, yes. Mom. Dad. I'm making you proud."
"Wow", said Charlie. "That's deep."
"I know what this is about", said Mr. Phelps.
"What?" Mrs. Phelps asked.
"It's her. She did this."
"Who?'
"Vicki, who else? Don't you see? This is her revenge for filming her in the first place. For driving her crazy."
"Are you serious? No, she wouldn't. I don't believe it. She wouldn't go that far."
"We certainly did when we showed her that footage the other night."
"I'm feeling ill right now."
Despite his warning, his friends were still watching the video. He wanted to smash each phone with his club.
"I think maybe it's time we end our little game before anyone else gets hurt. What do you say?"
"I'm going to have to agree. We'll have a chat with her and... beg her for our forgiveness."
"Good."
"I have to admit, her performance was better than ever."
"Yeah, that's our girl. I'll talk to you later. Guys, come on, put those phones away before I break them."
Things calmed down in the next few days. The entire neighborhood put aside the incident and pretended it never happened, which was fine by the Phelps and especially Jin's family. His father, however, wasn't the least bit upset with his son. Deep down he was very proud to see him being a man, even if everyone else did. His mother was a different story. The last time she saw him naked was when she gave him baths and changing his diapers. Seeing him on film the way she did was something she needed time to recover from.
Jack's days in college had certainly changed for the better. His classmates were treating him like a prince; a hero inspiring others. The young ladies certainly kept their eyes on him, wanting to know more on his family background. One day he entered his dorm room, ready to put his books away after a long day, until a big surprise awaited him inside. A young beauty with silk dark hair, curled up on his bed wearing only a hockey jersey he received for Christmas.
"Hi", she said. "Hope you don't mind me dropping in."
"Uh, Brenda", said Jack, having trouble with the words. "Hi. Uh, what are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk."
"Okay."
"I saw the video."
"Yeah, I know, everybody saw it. So what, you're here for an autograph?"
"Oh, no nothing like that. I just wanted to know...if her big brother has the same kind of talent."
"Huh?"
Brenda simply smiled; a smile that could make any guy blush. Jack figured out what was on her mind and couldn't resist. He smiled, dropped his books, and gently closed the door behind him.
A week went by and the tape incident became a distant memory. The Phelps made their promise to Vicki and discontinued filming her, along with destroying every footage they ever kept of her. Vicki and Jin continued seeing each other without worrying about any more hidden cameras. Jin's mother, on the other hand, remained uncomfortable seeing them together.
"I hope we didn't embarrass you too much", said Mr. Phelps, talking on the phone with Jack.
"Ancient history, dad", said Jack.
"Nobody poked fun of you or anything?"
"There were some guys I wanted to knock out, but I avoided that as much as I could. Some of the guys respect me now. They're practically treating me like a hero. The ladies, well, you could say they respect me in their own little way."
"I love it. My son the stud. I'm so proud I could cry."
"I wouldn't go that far. Anyway, I'll be home this weekend, with my laundry of course."
"Yeah, we got the detergent all ready to go."
"Super. Look, before I go, there's one thing I want to know."
"What's that?"
"Have you and mom ever filmed me?"
Mr. Phelps had his phone on speaker and Jack's mom heard every word, forcing her to drop the dishes she started washing. His dad already had a worried look on his face as though he committed the greatest crime of his life.
"Dad?" Said Jack.
"Uh, son", said his dad, "can you repeat that? We're entering a tunnel."
"What tunnel? You're not driving."
Mrs. Phelps grabbed the nearest plastic bag and crumpled it over the phone.
"Son?"
"Dad?"
"I can't hear you."
"You didn't. Tell me you didn't."
"What? You're breaking up."
"Dad! Mom, how could you! I don't believe this. Why?"
"What's that, Jack?"
"I don't believe this. Vicki was right. You two really are freaks."
"Goodbye, Jack."
Mrs. Phelps turned off the phone with a sigh of relief.
"I think", said Mr. Phelps, "we better get rid of those tapes before he finds them."
"I'll get the fireplace started."
After returning to the motel, Hank got his camera set up and Jin laid on the bed a nervous wreck in a bathrobe, waiting for Vicki to enter the scene. Soon she stepped out of the bathroom, all freshened up, wearing her own bathrobe with nothing underneath.
"Vicki", said Jin, "I don't know about this. I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable."
"What are you worried about?" Vicki asked. "My parents have already seen us naked. The least we could do is share it with everyone else."
"My parents are going to kill me. Maybe even disown me."
"They'll understand."
"Really? You believe that?"
"Come on, live a little. Don't pussy out on me, Jinny Jin Jin. I can't do this without you. I need you. Please."
Jin always had trouble resisting her charm and needs; some of the things he liked about her. This was a big favor to her, and no matter the outcome he would stick by her to the end.
"All right", she said. "Let's get this over with. Mr. director."
"Yes, ma'am", said Hank.
"Are you ready to direct the movie of your life?"
"I sure am. This is so exciting."
Excitement wasn't exactly the word to describe Hank's feelings. This was more of a project or a dream of his becoming a reality. Vicki didn't care if he was standing there filming or if he had a crew supporting him. To this young lady it was a personal nature.
"One other thing", said Hank, before turning on the camera, "after this we're good, right? You won't tell anyone about my films?"
"Hank", said Vicki, "as long as you do the job right, you secret is safe with us. Remember, it better be good and uncut."
"You have my word."
"Ready, Jin?"
"No, but let's do it anyway."
"I always wanted to say this", said Hank, getting into position and turning his video camera on. "Lights. Camera. Action."
The action had begun once Vicki's robe fell to the floor.
The next few days would be a life changer for Vicki's brother, Jack. In college he started the day in psychics class. It started out as a typical day for him, but nothing prepared him for what
was about to transpire. The teacher heading the class started the day annoyed by the constant sounds of students phones ringing almost at the same time. Then came the sounds of laughter and shock, and the surprised looks on many faces.
Jack had no idea what was going on until his fellow students started looking at him strangely. His roommate, Devon even looked at him weird. He wanted to warn him what was on his own phone until it was too late.
"What?" Jack asked.
"Dude", said Devon, "I don't know what to tell you."
"What? Tell me what?"
Jack got his response once he answered his phone, realizing what the commotion was all about.
"What the fuck?" he said. "What the fuck?"
"Mr. Phelps", said the teacher, "I will not permit this type of behavior in my classroom. The rest of you turn off those phones right now."
Soon the teacher would join in on the commotion when his phone rang. What he saw onscreen did little to the imagination.
"Oh, dear", he said.
Jack thought his life was over. He was a dead man. He might as well be after seeing a video of his own sibling getting banged in all the right places, instructing her man to go faster and deeper.
Later on, Vicki's father went golfing with his old buddies. It started off as a typical warm and quiet day, until their phones started buzzing, almost at the same time, putting a damper on his turn to put the ball. His friends stood in awe at what they were watching, then getting a better look on who the star of the show was.
"What?" Mr. Phelps said. "What's the matter? You guys look like you've seen a ghost."
His question would soon be answered once his own phone began buzzing. He would soon find out what the problem was once the same exact video they peeked at appeared on his screen.
"What the hell?" He said. "What the hell is this? Hey, turn those phones off and stop looking at my daughter. You too, Carl. Who did this? Carl?"
"Why are you looking at me?" Carl asked. "It just appeared."
"Just appeared?"
"What do I know about the internet?"
"Turn that phone off. When I find out who-."
Another call came his way; one he wished he ignored.
"Hello, dear", he said.
"Have you seen this?" Said Mrs. Phelps.
"Yes, I have."
"Did you do this?"
"Me? Are you sure it wasn't you?"
"Are you insane? You think I'm crazy enough to show our daughter to the world?"
"Well, I know it wasn't me."
"It wasn't me either."
"Hey, turn off those phones."
"How could this have happened?"
Soon Jin's father saw the video in living color on his laptop. The look on his face was surprising enough, but to Jin's mother standing right behind him, looking at the video up close was more of a nightmare.
"Fuck me", said Vicki. "Fuck me deep. Mom. Dad. Watch this. Oh, yes. Just like that."
Jin's mother fainted. His father didn't even know she was there looking until he heard the big boom behind him.
Every shop, police station, library, and just about any place of business saw the video in its entirety and uncut. The rest of the neighborhood were certainly entertained. Some were disgusted while others were turned on. Charlie was no different as he saw the film at his friend's house. It wouldn't be long until his own mother would see it herself and assuming he had something to do with it.
"I'm about to cum", said Vicki. "Oh, yes. Mom. Dad. I'm making you proud."
"Wow", said Charlie. "That's deep."
"I know what this is about", said Mr. Phelps.
"What?" Mrs. Phelps asked.
"It's her. She did this."
"Who?'
"Vicki, who else? Don't you see? This is her revenge for filming her in the first place. For driving her crazy."
"Are you serious? No, she wouldn't. I don't believe it. She wouldn't go that far."
"We certainly did when we showed her that footage the other night."
"I'm feeling ill right now."
Despite his warning, his friends were still watching the video. He wanted to smash each phone with his club.
"I think maybe it's time we end our little game before anyone else gets hurt. What do you say?"
"I'm going to have to agree. We'll have a chat with her and... beg her for our forgiveness."
"Good."
"I have to admit, her performance was better than ever."
"Yeah, that's our girl. I'll talk to you later. Guys, come on, put those phones away before I break them."
Things calmed down in the next few days. The entire neighborhood put aside the incident and pretended it never happened, which was fine by the Phelps and especially Jin's family. His father, however, wasn't the least bit upset with his son. Deep down he was very proud to see him being a man, even if everyone else did. His mother was a different story. The last time she saw him naked was when she gave him baths and changing his diapers. Seeing him on film the way she did was something she needed time to recover from.
Jack's days in college had certainly changed for the better. His classmates were treating him like a prince; a hero inspiring others. The young ladies certainly kept their eyes on him, wanting to know more on his family background. One day he entered his dorm room, ready to put his books away after a long day, until a big surprise awaited him inside. A young beauty with silk dark hair, curled up on his bed wearing only a hockey jersey he received for Christmas.
"Hi", she said. "Hope you don't mind me dropping in."
"Uh, Brenda", said Jack, having trouble with the words. "Hi. Uh, what are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to talk."
"Okay."
"I saw the video."
"Yeah, I know, everybody saw it. So what, you're here for an autograph?"
"Oh, no nothing like that. I just wanted to know...if her big brother has the same kind of talent."
"Huh?"
Brenda simply smiled; a smile that could make any guy blush. Jack figured out what was on her mind and couldn't resist. He smiled, dropped his books, and gently closed the door behind him.
A week went by and the tape incident became a distant memory. The Phelps made their promise to Vicki and discontinued filming her, along with destroying every footage they ever kept of her. Vicki and Jin continued seeing each other without worrying about any more hidden cameras. Jin's mother, on the other hand, remained uncomfortable seeing them together.
"I hope we didn't embarrass you too much", said Mr. Phelps, talking on the phone with Jack.
"Ancient history, dad", said Jack.
"Nobody poked fun of you or anything?"
"There were some guys I wanted to knock out, but I avoided that as much as I could. Some of the guys respect me now. They're practically treating me like a hero. The ladies, well, you could say they respect me in their own little way."
"I love it. My son the stud. I'm so proud I could cry."
"I wouldn't go that far. Anyway, I'll be home this weekend, with my laundry of course."
"Yeah, we got the detergent all ready to go."
"Super. Look, before I go, there's one thing I want to know."
"What's that?"
"Have you and mom ever filmed me?"
Mr. Phelps had his phone on speaker and Jack's mom heard every word, forcing her to drop the dishes she started washing. His dad already had a worried look on his face as though he committed the greatest crime of his life.
"Dad?" Said Jack.
"Uh, son", said his dad, "can you repeat that? We're entering a tunnel."
"What tunnel? You're not driving."
Mrs. Phelps grabbed the nearest plastic bag and crumpled it over the phone.
"Son?"
"Dad?"
"I can't hear you."
"You didn't. Tell me you didn't."
"What? You're breaking up."
"Dad! Mom, how could you! I don't believe this. Why?"
"What's that, Jack?"
"I don't believe this. Vicki was right. You two really are freaks."
"Goodbye, Jack."
Mrs. Phelps turned off the phone with a sigh of relief.
"I think", said Mr. Phelps, "we better get rid of those tapes before he finds them."
"I'll get the fireplace started."
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