The one hundred and thirty eight cameras hidden around the island were numbered, making the system incredibly simple to operate.
Simply type in the letter for the screen then the camera number, hit enter and that's what you saw.
He pressed his hand to the small screen inside the box and the door beside him swung open. He ignored the open plan living area and kitchen and moved straight to the door on his left, a control room where he could make contact with the outside world if need be, but his focus wasn't on the emergency facilities.He moved straight to the console housing the covert CCTV system that Danny Tripps had painstakingly built in secret over the last fifteen years. Then you retain an advantage the other side doesn't even know about.It wasn't her intellect that interested him at present though as he watched the live feed from her vacant bedroom, his memory providing him with hundreds of images of her sleeping in that very bed.He felt the familiar stirring in his groin and smiled. His fingers found the small dial next to the keyboard, punched in the camera number and then rotated it back.A quiet bump sounded next to one of the bins and he moved to the corner, reached down and pulled the handle that was now protruding from the flagstoned yard.
A small hatch appeared with a ladder heading down, barely visible in the moonlight.
He reset the dial, his left hand coming to rest on his belt, and as the footage began to play on the screen he unfastened his belt and trousers.
Patricia appeared from the bathroom, her skin flushed from the shower, wrapped in a fluffy white towel, and as Edwin pulled down his fly and slid his hand in his trousers, she opened her towel.
Seeing her side on as she lifted the towel, her body taught and firm, her breasts pert and round, Edwin slipped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking himself as he watched her dry herself.
She moved too quickly for him though, drying herself rapidly then slipping under the sheet on her bed, settling down to go to sleep.
The first of the three large screens flickered into view, a camera situated in the bedroom of Danny's favourite PA, Patricia,.