Short super surprise teaser. Buy 1 ManyVid Get Surprise Secret Bonus FREE! ----- (Story: Roomy Likes To Spy) So not too long ago I discovered a small webcam in my bedroom. Usually these type of things happen to other people and you never think it could happen to you, but not this time. Like most people think, renting a room probably sounds like a great idea when having rough financial problems, and renting from a friend probably sounds even better. Some would even feel it was a blessing to find something with someone they actually know so of course I was naturally ecstatic and happy when I first received the news. An old friend (T.J.) and his fiancee (Erica) just settled into their new 3 bedroom house in a nice neighborhood about a year previous after he popped the big question. Having a son from a past relationship he explained he might have his 12 year old visit every other week but if I wanted, he had an empty room available that barely gets used. I normally don't have this kind of luck and being in the situation I was in, it was more than a perfect deal since he only asked I contribute $200 a month for utilities and such. Overwhelmed with delight it only takes a few days to get situated. After having my things packed and moved it all seemed too good to be true. Living in a peaceful neighborhood with people I was comfortable with, I couldn't hope for anything more. Around the years I decided to make my gender transition public, T.J. was one of the first I chose to tell so he had already known everything being totally understanding and comfortable with it from the beginning. Assuming his girlfriend/fiancee was fine with it all too, she secretly felt suspicious that something else was going on, finding it hard to trust things were all so innocent. Never showing any sign of doubt or worry I was completely clueless that she had hidden a wireless webcam in my closet when I was away visiting family. Leaving my door unlocked she must have installed it when she heard I'd be gone for a few days and surely I'd lock up if I thought someone would be going through my things but I didn't feel I had any reason when I left. So unaware, I return days later and everything is peaceful as usual, but one detail about myself that I never mentioned to either of them was that I model for a sex chat website on the side for extra income. When the days quickly turned into weeks, the weeks turned into months and the year nearly goes by not knowing she was monitoring this hidden camera. No evidence of any wrong doing or footage of any foul play, she realizes she may have been wrong but has now developed a small guilty pleasure and fantasy. Collecting hours of recordings, when nobody was around she'd find herself in a sticky puddle of cum and sweat, masturbating at lunch and after work watching private shows I was hosting at night. Filled with contempt and guilt I happen to overhear her having a conversation with her friend one Saturday evening while using their hallway restroom. She didn't mean for it to go so far and wanted to be honest but didn't know what to do now that so much time has passed. Hearing this I instantly freak out and start looking for this camera she had hidden in my room. I first try looking everywhere good for hiding and couldn't see it in any obvious places, then I notice my closet is always open. Sitting on the highest shelf over the coat hangers was a shoe box and four shopping bags that belonged to them. I always leave their stuff alone out of respect and didn't ever need that area so I didn't think a person might hide anything to watch me in my most private moments. I turn the lights off and act like I was moving clothes around and see a small light coming from inside the shoe box. Damn! So blind, and it was barely hidden! I rarely wear my glasses plus it was such a dim and small light most common eyes wouldn't recognize it. Now slightly confused and upset, I cover it with an old tshirt and begin thinking of how I was going to confront her. Should I tell T.J. she's spying on me? I can't just relocate now but I'm pissed and freaking out. My privacy! All this time! How? Why? F@#% that s#!% I was actually trying to be good and do not deserve people invading my privacy! T.J. has always been a good friend too and I wouldn't dare think to do anything even close to what she's done. Yah she might be a little cute but I wouldn't even think about any girl T.J. is with sexually. He's been so loyal from day one. A true friend. Contemplating on what to do next I hear T coming in from the garage and it's getting later in the afternoon. I would hate for this to cause a problem between us. Maybe he'll just catch her. Maybe I'll just tell him I need to move the stuff from inside the closet and he'll see what she did. I go to the kitchen and see them sitting together on the couch never saying a word. I can't. Months go by. Lock changed. T informs me they'll be leaving town for a week. The day they leave, guess what I find