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Since 07/12/08

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# 87

Tuesday, June 2, 2009 { 2:48 PM }

Yes, we went undercover. We spied on this particular someone who lives under one roof with my best friend. She's the maid and she has been going out with a construction worker. I've seen the pictures of them. Should I talk about it? I guess it's not necessary. I swear he looks like one of the Bollywood Stars! No kidding! Almost dusk, I was told to take more pictures of her. She was supposed to fetch the small kid from school. Usually, she goes home late after that. To where, we have no idea. Then, we went around to stalk her, observing her from the top and took pictures of her every moves. Yesterday, once she fetched the kid, she went to the playground to meet her friends. We were hoping to see her boyfriend, but he wasn't there. She walked off and we followed her from behind. We thought she was going somewhere else, instead, she headed home straight. Shucks!