I used to work as a night security guard in a factory on the edge of town. The factory was on a quiet country lane which was did not have any public lighting, and was in complete darkness at night. Because of this, the lane was a favourite amongst couples who wanted discrete sex in cars. Although the lane appeared to be pitch black, we could see things as clear as day through the infrared lighting of our security cameras. We frequently used the camera's zoom lens to put us almost inside the car with the lovers, however on one memorable night I saw a little too much.
My wife Susan and I had been invited to my sister's birthday party on the other side of town. I tried to get somebody to change shifts, when this didn't work out we went to plan B. I was due to start work at midnight so we got a cab to take us to the party at 8pm. and then got the same cab to pick us up at 1130 pm drop me off at work, then take my wife home.
We always use Lenny when we need a cab. He is a young good looking black guy who drives a cab part time to help with his college fees. He dropped us off at the party on time, then came back to pick us up. I was dropped off first at the factory gates and went up to the guardroom to take over the shift from the guy who had covered the afternoon shift.
I put the kettle on and started to check the cameras that surrounded the site. I was surprised to see that Lenny's cab was still driving up and down the lane, and wondered if he had got lost. The cab then reversed into the gateway of another factory, right opposite one of the cameras.