It was shaping up to be just another Monday.
That was until 2:33pm I got an alert from my iWatch that my security camera motion sensors had been activated.
I am a divorced man who does not trust big banks I have my money and values in things I trust like bullet proof fireproof safes. But I am a practical man I am in my early fifties, and I have my twin daughters at home, so you have to have a security system.
My twin girls who are both nineteen and my oldest boy Josh I never put a camera inside their bedrooms. I put camera on the outside of every door, but I trusted my girls and my son I never recorded. How ever I do not feel the same about my room. When Jenny bought her first vibrator, I accidentally got a show and I had to kindly ask her to use her bedroom or the bathroom. Her sister Jaime was always shier and quieter I never had to worry about her.
My ex-wife Linda was a snoop and a serial liar and a thief. She is the reason my bedroom got security cameras and motion detectors near the floor safes.
Back to the I watch, so I am in a meeting sweating luckily it was a quick meeting I can return to my office and pull up my personal laptop. Sure, enough the motion detector was tripped but not because I was being robbed but both Jenny and Jaime were in the room. I honestly thought since I thought they were in their bikinis I had the thought go through my head "Oh I wonder if they must be trying on the clothes and girly stuff their mother left."
Boy was I wrong. I thought I trusted my girls but when your wife steals 10,000 cash, which makes trusting hard. So, I pumped up the volume and made sure I used my office headset to make sure it looked like I was on a teleconference.
"You know we are going to have to clean daddy's sheets again if we don't want to get caught?" Jenny said.
"I know, but what if we left them alone think dad would wonder why our perfume smell is in his bed?"
