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Chapter 12 - Amy Goes Black
Hello everyone, it's been a busy summer at the Four Sisters Saloon. We've had great weather and the beer and the booze and the cash has been flowing freely. We did have a scare when one of the wildfires that have been burning across the countryside got a bit too close for comfort, but fortunately, the winds changed direction and both the town and the bar were saved. Other than that, it's been business as usual at the FSS. Well, almost business as usual. We have a new permanent guest at our house, Amy's fiance, George. And, as the ladies tell it, he's a very welcome guest indeed.
I was sitting at home one night, just watching nothing on TV, when my wife Cindy came running into the room.
"I've got something for us to watch tonight Tommy!"
"What is it?" I asked, figuring it was a porno or maybe one of the home movies (non-sexual) she's been working on.
"The tapes from the cameras we had installed at the bar. I can't wait to see what's on them!"
We had installed some cheap ass video surveillance cameras at the Four Sisters Saloon. We had a couple of break-ins and also noticed that a lot of stuff got moved around, both in the bar and in the back office. Cindy and I discussed it and had a friend of our's, Cameron, install them. The other girls didn't know about it since we didn't want them to worry about the break-ins. Cindy and I were both eager to see what the cameras caught.
Now, if any of you have had the "pleasure" of watching security tapes, you KNOW there's a whole lot of nothin' going on. We got through the first three or four tapes before anything remotely interesting came on and that was only Amy coming into the frame every now and then. Nothing unusual about that, the ladies often head over to finish cleaning up or to grab some petty cash now and then, nothing major. However, things were about to change on the excitement scale, in a BIG way.
The next time Amy came into view, someone snuck up and grabbed her from behind. Naturally, no sound on the tape but you could see the fear in Amy's eyes. She dropped the tray she was carrying and glass sprayed everywhere. When she turned to see who her attacker was, she smiled and playfully slapped the person's shoulder.
Cindy and I just looked at one another wondering who the hell was in the bar with Amy. We couldn't see his or her face, just their back and a baseball cap, turned backwards, on their head. The nameless person leaned down and we could see Amy returning a very passionate kiss. "Now, this was interesting," I thought to myself as I watched the kiss progress. Cindy must have thought the same thing because she just turned to me and smiled.