The Creepy Peeper

Chester is a small town in Windsor County, Vermont with a population of approximately 3,200 people.  The town was established before World War I between 1914 and 1918, as much fighting took place along the Western Front and as the world war order emerged in mid-19th century resulted into the development of World War II.  Chester is famous for its Stone Villages listed in the National Register of Historic places also known for its Victorian uniqueness.  Green Mountains and Rolling Meadows along with forested hillsides exhibits a world of peace and serenity.  There are beautiful Bed and Breakfast Inns and Taverns for your indulgence, hidden in the secluded hillsides, wondrously a great potion of tranquility for your own personal retreat.

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A young woman moved to Chester, Vermont after graduating from college in the state of Massachusetts.  Her name was Starling Stone and she wanted a change of scenery with high hopes and inspiration in pursuing her dreams, which was so amazingly evolving with a new job and an opportunity to meet new people.  She admired the beautiful peaceful countryside of Chester, Vermont she read so much about and she was quite elated that she had finally arrived. 

She rented a cute 2-bedroom duplex apartment in a very small community out on the edge of town with a stupendous view of the hillside.   With minimal furnishings, she moved in and that night while taking a shower, she felt a slight uneasiness, as if she was not alone quickly glancing around the large bathroom from behind the shower curtain.  She realized that she had to get used to her new surrounding, so she shook off the daunting and continued her shower.  While wrapped in her towel, she wandered into her adjacent bedroom to grab a garment from her closet.  From outside her window piercing eyes dazzled, watching her as the towel that wrapped her shapely body dropped to the floor.  A beautiful arousing splendor of pure perfection was admired.  Suddenly her cell phone rang that was lying on the bed, so she quickly walked over to answer it.  She heard the rapid rustle from the shrubbery outside her window, so she walked over to take a quick glance before sliding down the shade as she commenced talking on the phone.  Daily within the vicinity, her commute was often monitored as mesmeric admiration and aspiration transpired, a lustful desire a poor lonely soul could not resist.

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A week later while lying across her bed in her under garments reading a book, that eerie uneasiness surfaced again, as she glanced towards the darkness

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: Debbie Lacy
Bildmaterialien: Compliments: Flickr
Lektorat: Debbie Lacy
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 29.06.2013
ISBN: 978-3-7309-3449-4

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