Story: Jessie and Diane, two young adults just trying to have some fun.
They drove into the parking lot mid-day, on a work day. Parking in the back near a crop of trees they looked at each other with lust and desire in their eyes. Embracing they worked their way to the front of the car, and then onto the hood of the vehicle, thrashing and grabbing, making love as only young people can, with endless energy and beyond thought. After several positions from the Kama Sutra were brought to life, they laid back with mischievous smiles on their faces. Wiping the sweat of each other they dressed and drove away, another thing off their bucket list.
Months later Jessie received a package in the mail with no return address or name of the sender. Opening it up she found a folded letter and a USB drive. She began to read it…
“Jessie I hope this letter has found you healthy, happy and wise, especially wise. Wondering what the USB has on it? First, read this letter entirely before delving into the USB. Jessie, you and Diane are now victims, the prey of a predator. Months ago you both went to a parking place in a park and publicly had 45 minutes of sex. Incredible to see two young people carrying on so openly, so publicly. The USB has a digital recording of everything in brilliant color. No audio, however.”
“Now first of all I’d like to say that this letter should be viewed as a form of education Jessie. What you both have done cannot be unseen or undone, but you can learn from it. Consider this as a second chance in your life, a chance to be more aware, attentive and careful in the way you live your lives. Please take this seriously. I know how young people are, invincible and know it all’s, so I devised this as a way to teach you both, educate you in the reality of life.”
“I could be a predator, perhaps a blackmailer demanding $30,000 a year from you until time ends. A fraudster, thief, murderer, rapist or immoral opportunist. Ask yourself how I know your name. The license plate on your dad’s car! I researched it, finding out that your dad owns several car dealerships, and that he has a daughter named Jessie who dates a lovely lady called Diane. Social media filled in everything else. Where you go to school, work, your likes and dislikes and the region where you live. I learnt that your dad is wealthy and that Diane goes to an exclusive private school and her dad is a preacher. Should the USB go public, oh the controversy and embarrassment your family would endure.”
“My intention is to educate. I work for the region, and part of my job is to view the recordings and then erase them, which I have done. What if I were an evil person Jessie, who saw two lovely kids in love, and desired to assault and rape them in turn? I would know where you live, go to school, work and play, who your friends are and where you shop. Too much information right Jessie, and all from Social media. You really must talk to Diane about not revealing so much information.”.
“Consider this as do over Jessie. A chance to change your ways, your lives. Be aware always, eyes wide open. Most people are good and wholesome, non-threatening, but then there are immoral individuals and groups that make a living off people just like you, people who do not protect their cars, homes or themselves properly. All they need is information, and you’re done for. Please consider this letter as a wake-up call”.
Jessie folded the letter, got into her dad’s car and drove to Diane’s home. They embraced, but not passionately as previously, but with an energy of stress-filled anticipation. Jessie looked deep into her eyes saying” Babe, we need to have a serious talk!”
There are cameras everywhere, and they are inexpensive too, with many people sticking their noses into your business. There are cameras and listening devices in the toilets., hotel and Air B&B rooms. Be very aware, and let your suspicions be present and alert. Technological advances are granting unsavoury people the opportunity to invade their privacy each and every day. Always ask yourself “What if, what if???
Steven Kaszab
Bradford, Ontario
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