Turning away for only a moment, he grabbed the film and quickly loaded his camera and video recorder.

"Use the buttplug!", he hollered, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Vasoline first," he added.

"Who the hell is THAT?", said the guy to his lover.

Xavier is his name and he has never been this excited to be taking pictures.

"Ya'll get undressed and start posing," he said in a Texas drawl (which somehow seemed a little unusual for a guy named Xavier :D).

Zoom zoom went the shutter on the camera as he sapped off one hot picture after another.

"Alleluia," he screamed when he became convinced he was getting great pictures of some super sexy people.

Below he heard a loud noise and looked down to see that it was the police coming up the stair!

Confusion reigned as everyone got dressed before the police made it up all 7 flights of stairs and Xavier hid the film he'd been shooting.

Deciding he had better get while the getting was good Xavier climb out the window and scurried down the fire escape.

Everything was okay until he realized there was no fire escape. :(

So he hurried back inside the building and quickly entered into another apartment.

Golly, wasn't that nice that TT left out the "F" work in front of the word "So". :D :D

Hiding in a corner he felt for the film, reassured it was still there. But now what?