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The Rangerthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:voyeurism, 1825 words)

Author: JenniGee Picture in profile
Added: Sep 21 2012Views / Reads: 3267 / 1915 [59%]Story vote: 9.33 (6 votes)
A fugitive, he spied on her from his lofty vantage point.
 


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Her straw-like blonde hair was tied roughly on top of her head. Her head never pierced the glassy waters of the lake nor did her shoulders break the surface. David knew that beneath the water she was naked, for her clothes lay neatly folded on the rocks at the water's edge.

His vantage point was high in a pine; experience had told him that people rarely raised their eyes too far above the horizontal. Binoculars that had secreted themselves out of the sight and mind of their true owner, who left the forest only to curse later when the loss was discovered, aided his view.

Shireen was an unusual name; at least he thought that was what he had heard her colleagues call her when at the rangers' post. She didn't wear a uniform... why? David thought that she would make the drabness disappear and show just how sexy a ranger could look. But then she wore loose fitting clothes when at work; no doubt so as to avoid raising the blood pressure of her male co-workers.

From his vantage point the fugitive has seen all her charms, her nakedness. Alone, or so she believed, the girl was natural, unhindered, unselfconscious as she bathed in the waters of the lake, just how she could bear the iciness he couldn't imagine. Even in summer the body of water was fed by the last remnants of snows high in the surrounding sierras. The depth of the lake helped maintain its freshness. Only when his own odour became too much for even himself to avoid or ignore, did ...

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